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You had been eagerly awaiting this night, like Christmas, for weeks and weeks: Myria live in concert, with front row seats. Sure, a Pokemon celebrity singer was a bit of a strange concept to grasp, but hearing the Primarina's angelic voice even once was more than enough to get you hooked. Listening every single one of her songs wasn't enough - you'd gone beyond that.

You were her biggest fan. You'd bought it all, on every platform - some say vinyl was the best, but personally you preferred a high quality digital version played through headphones. Her music was something else to you - it wasn't something you had to listen to while doing anything else. You do nothing but listen to it, by itself, and still find yourself so incredibly enraptured and immersed in the sound that you were thoroughly entertained.

But you wanted to hear it for real. In person. Up close.

You'd spent so much on those tickets - front row, close enough almost to touch the beautiful creature, and a meet-and-greet afterward. You counted the seconds until this moment, standing in a crowd of people who seemed equally excited as you. When the lights dimmed, your felt your heart flutter.

In a flash of white light that blinded you, she appeared, framed in pink and starting the whole thing off with one, stunning, incredible high note. You were floating on a cloud, you were enraptured from just that.

The first song was one of her fan favorites - of course, you knew all the lyrics, but hearing them in person, so close you could hear her even before her voice was amplified, it was extraordinary. It was unlike anything you'd ever felt before.

The thump of the bass in your ears and in your chest was the only thing keeping you grounded in this world. By the time the first song was over, you felt weightless. If your feet weren't touching the floor of the concert hall, you'd probably be floating toward the ceiling like a balloon.

Her second song was so much more. It was an original - a concert-only piece you'd only ever read about. It was so much more - it did things to you. Every high note hit perfectly, sending shivers through your body and making you fall deeper and deeper in love with this beautiful, perfect creature. You were repeating the lyrics of the chorus in your head, though you had no idea what they were, what they meant. They were everything to you, and they dominated your conscious and your subconscious.

By the time it ended, you were feeling strange. Different. Light, but heavy. Relaxed, but tense. You were quivering in place, waiting eagerly for more. Part of you felt like you should have bought a seat instead of a space near the stage, just so you had something to collapse into. You shut that part up as soon as the next song started with the signature bass riff that sent a jolt through your system.

On and on. You didn't have even the beginning of an estimate for how long the concert was - you were completely in your own head, and out of this world. After the encore, you couldn't even remember the beginning of the concert. You just wanted to see her. Touch her. Hear her one more time. You'd give anything.

"If you bought a meet-and-greet ticket, please come up these steps here to get your wristband and go meet Myria," a voice called over the speakers. You were thankful for that instruction, because without it you might have just stood there for the rest of the night. You could even hear the voice giving instructions to people who weren't you, but you ignored those. You had your instructions. You knew where to go.

You were in a line. Waiting. The people running things seemed to understand - they gave you very simple instructions, spoke slowly to guide you where you were supposed to be. It was only when she appeared that you realized what was really happening.

You found yourself staring at her suddenly, unsure of how long she'd been in front of you. You didn't think it was long, but she did look fairly amused by your look.

You stepped forward, reaching a hand out toward her, and she smiled and gently took it.

"I- M-Myria." You mumbled, your heart racing in excitement at being to close to your goddess.

"Yes~?" She spoke, sending a shiver through your whole body that nearly brought you to your knees.

"I- I want you to eat me." You blurted out, unthinkingly.

She smiled knowingly at you. You couldn't have known better - she thought you were cute, really. Someone as suggestible as you, you didn't stand a chance for the strange, mystical effect her voice had.

"Good boy." She said, melting your anxieties away and sending you stumbling toward her eagerly, desperately.

Every word was pleasure running through you like an overflowing glass. She giggled, and made a note to sing you to sleep once you were in her stomach.