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A wet gulp bellowed out, a black bird was lodged inside the taurcanine’s maw. “Corviknight! Fight back!” A muffled voice cried out from underneath the massive fire dog. A smaller bird squirmed against the taur’s big fluffy belly. It sagged perfectly on top of the trapped man.

The bird beneath the taur pushed against the black orb. Utterly immobilized, his blue feathers were splayed out from the sheer weight. “Corviknight come on and fight back!” The bluebird's voice was muffled under layers of boney flab.

Gulping, slurping, swallowing, each wet sound made the pinned bluebird cringe. A sharp bulge passed across that fluffy black orb. It tauntingly rubbed against the bird's face. He reeled at the sickening sensation. Choking back tears, he fought the urge to scream.

“Incineroar, Obstagoon, Corviknight I…I'm so-” The bluebird sniffled. A soft black hand patted along his cheek, interrupting his words. A sharp cackle emerged as a figure leaned down towards the taur’s taut stomach.

“That’s a good look on you, Neptune. Or should I be calling you firedog chow?“ A chubby lemur grinned widely. He moved around towards that sagging hammock of a gut. Rubbing his hands between the black fur. “You'll be so much better off, meat.” The lemur’s hands cupped around the thrashing heft and squeezed it tightly. A sickening SNAP was heard, the Corviknight squawked with anguish.

Neptune winced and tried to flood out the sounds and sensations he was feeling. Yet, it was so impossible to ignore as he heard his pokemon squeal and fight fruitlessly for survival. “I surrender! I’m sorry for upsetting you Kol, please let me go. I promise I won’t tell anyone!” Those whimpers were deeply intermingled with the bird's weary words.

“Dante, use flamethrower.” Kol said in a sultry tone. That taut, unbearably hot and sagging stomach began to burn. Neptune squealed in agony as his feathers burned from the sheer heat. All that squirming, thrashing, fighting, Corviknight was gone, reduced to another boney bulge within that sweltering cauldron.

A swirling tornado that plumed almost like a belch sizzled out of Dante’s maw. “How disappointing. Meat that's so fatty there's naught flavor left.” The taurcanine thought to himself while his lower gut stopped squirming. His gaze wandered over toward the lemur. Those big ol eyes were practically begging for more. Kol smirked and nodded.

The bluebird’s face had been partially burnt, patches of his body softer and weaker than before. “Ghhh! Y-you’re a monster!” Neptune whimpered out with a hack and a wheezing cough. The chubby lemur simply smiled and shuffled through a bag.

“You labeled your pokeballs? Really!? Just how stupid are you?” Kol looked at the red ball with a piece of tape on it that said Machamp. He tossed it on the ground, from the flash of light came the pokemon associated with the label.

Neptune thrashed against the black fluffy gut still pinned against his body. Yet his fighting proved fruitless as the massive ‘mon simply pressed more of its weight onto him. “Machamp, I don’t care what you do…just stop Kol!” That bird’s weak cry chirped out.

Machamp looked toward the lemur with a glare and charged towards him! Dante grabbed Machamp by the head. “Such insolent slabs of meat, I might as well have a treat.” The firedog thought. Despite how the muscular mon fought, all it took was their hand being shoved into the taur’s drooling maw.

One big gulp and a series of snaps and cracks followed. The ravenous taurus jaws twisted and snapped the Machamp’s bones. It didn’t even get time to scream already a limp bulge snaking down the taurcanine’s greedy gullet.

“Someone help me!” Neptune cried out! His heart sank at the crackling wet sounds of his Machamp tunneling towards that swaying hammock. A stinging agony that would have no reprieve as Kol inspected another pokeball. That crooked smile stabbed right into the blue bird’s view.

“Dialga, an idiot like you caught something like this? Nah, I don’t buy it.” Kol tossed out the ball and it clicked open. A massive creature emerged from the bright flash of light. Even brighter was the shimmering diamond like plating, dark blue body, light pulsing from its form. “Unbelievable, well, guess you’re gonna get a legendary treat, Dante!” The lemur clapped his hands together. That massive pokemon cried out as a beam started to glow from its jaws.

Blasting at the ground, that beam completely missed both the lemur and the massive taur! Dante grabbed the legendary beast and bit it on the neck! Those sharp dagger-like teeth sunk into the hardened flesh. Fire erupted from the taurcanine’s maw, softening and piercing the flesh. Dialga cried out weakly before going limp in that bite. “A god like you, crumpled before myself. Pathetic.” Dante thought to himself. The taur felt the life drain out of the legendary pokemon. A streak of blood oozing from his maw.

“You’re a monster! A monster you hear me!” Neptune whimpered as he listened to the sound of his most prized pokemon getting gulped down. Like a large pill that massive mound of meat tunneled quite compactly down the taurcanine.

A slithering limp sack of meat to be processed just like the rest as that bulge crammed so uncomfortably down the taur. Even with his meal being lifeless, Dante struggled to wolf down the legendary. Those thick legs barely fit inside his expanding jaws. Each gulp was met with a wet CRUNCH and CRACK. Despite the armor Dialga had, it stood no chance against the crushing pressure of the taurcanine’s gullet.

Crammed, compacted, crushed ever so tightly, every inch of that body was compacted down with a sickening crunch. That thick tail was like a large noodle hanging outside Dante’s insatiable maw. With a cocky grin the taurcanine slurped up that tail wetly. Snapping his jaws shut as it slithered down his throat.

That fluffy upper belly couldn’t even contain the legendary for very long. Pushed into the even tighter, smaller, swaying hammock of a gut, all that weight came crashing down on Neptune’s body. Every defined line that corpse left behind rubbed against his body.

There was a small opening as the taur moved about. There was a sizable gap between Neptune's arm and the gut. He curled up his hand, and punched as hard as he could! Crack! The bird’s eyes widened as his hand reeled and he winced. That boney bulge had been pushed back and his knuckles were bruised a deep purple. “Agghhhhhhhh! You won’t get away with this, someone will come looking for me!” The blue bird whimpered and squirmed.

“Hahaha, oh you tell the funniest jokes! You’re just some no name loser just like the rest of your woeful team!” The lemur tossed out another ball, another bright flash of light. Empoleon, it slammed out its blue flippers immediately at the massive taur in front of it!

The pokemon’s fins glowed a blinding white as it smacked Dante’s chest. Grunting, the massive taur flinched for a moment! That seemingly immovable wall of beast was in a daze. “Don’t let up! Come on and free me buddy!”

Empoleon looked at the coarse rocky ground seeing their trainer pinned under layers of taur flab. Their golden beak seemed to have a cocky grin creep onto it. Puffing out its beak a spiraling wheel of water blasted toward the taur.

Dante dodged out of the way and grabbed the spikey golden prongs on its face. For but a brief moment, Neptune was not pinned by that insurmountable weight. That bluebird clawed at the ground. He stumbled and nearly stood up! A sloshing sound wobbled from above. In a near instant the taur moved back to pinning Neptune.

CRUNCH! Empoleon was slammed into the rocky ground in the blink of an eye! Dante had slammed the bird into the ground. “Bird meat, hopefully this one isn’t too fatty.” The taur thought to himself as he looked at the unconscious bird.

The taur hoisted that mostly black bird into the air with ease. His jaws unhinged, slowly lowering the bird into that fleshy abyss. Dante’s tight pulsating flesh tugged Empoleon’s body deeper down inside with each greedy gulp.

That bird couldn’t struggle, with ease their body glided down that first stomach and into the second just as swiftly. Digestive acids splashed onto the Empoleon’s figure, that mon was surrounded by bone, meat, and mush. Squished, compacted, mashed together.

With a sickening SNAP, CRUNCH, the Empoleon’s life was swiftly snuffed out by that horrid black belly. Like an all consuming black hole, there was no return for all of that meat and sinew. A collection of softening meat, all of his party washed into an oblivion.

There was a long silence. That heft shifted and gave the bird an opening. Neptune curled up his feathered hand. A painful sting from his bruised hand. He grunted, a downpour of bitter tears trickled down his face.

“Gahhhhhh. Ugh, you freaks.” Neptune whimpered, his hands hopelessly flailed against the sloshing heft. That swaying ‘hammock’ of a gut swung lifelessly. It was like a pendulum of death, each meaty and sickening slosh assaulted the bird’s sense. Dante grabbed Neptune by his head and hoisted him from the ground. Gravel scraped against the bird's body, he winced.

The taurcanine dragged his long drooling tongue across his meal. A harsh snarl bellowed from the beast. “Haha, guess you taste pretty damn bad, don’t worry, I’ve got something to wash down your taste!” Kol smirked and grabbed Neptune's bag as he fished out a handful of pokeballs. Those round red orbs were forcefully shoved into Neptune’s feathery hands. “Care to do the honors, buddy?” The lemur’s expression kept twisting, that devious glee was palpable.

Neptune shivered as he tried to throw the fistful of balls away! Yet his arm was caught in the lemur’s grip. His fingers let go as those pokeballs slipped into the wet abyss of the taur’s waiting maw. Dante’s throat bulged with lively shapes as the balls opened and released whatever resided within the balls. The bird whimpered as his other hand was forced to feel the bulges slither down the taur’s tight gullet.

Ball after ball, each fruitlessly squirming shape some big, some small made Neptune wince and recoil. “Please let me go, you already won. Why are you rubbing it in?” His voice croaked. Kol smiled warmly. The lemur’s tail flicked wildly and he chuckled. Quietly he kept forcing the bird to shovel more pokeballs down taur’s greedy maw.

“Nothing is more comedic than being the source of tragedy. And It's very funny hurting an idiot. Mmm it was so fun watching you run.” Kol chuckles softly and rubs the taur’s bulging hammock of a gut. So much meat and bone stewed away within that swollen container. All the while, remnants of sinew and bone pumped through Dante’s tight intestinal tract.

“I don’t understand. Please just let me go. I swear on my life that I won’t tell anyone.” Neptune looked toward the lemur. That massive taur grinned and shoved the bird to the ground. The bird grunted as he looked to see Dante’s massive throbbing erection. That big red rocket practically stared back at the bird.

Kol ran his fingers along the bird’s pants and smirked. “I had a change of heart. You’re right, I should let you go. Mmmn, but freedom always comes with a price. How about this, I’ll let you go if you can take him.” The lemur’s looming figure cast a shadow upon the bird. Neptune looked at Kol and then back to that massive cock. That drooling monstrosity practically dared him to strip.

As he edged closer that big, fluffy, sweltering sac looked like two cannon balls. A lump formed in Neptune’s throat. That bird removed his shirt sluggishly. Kol patted his back and chuckled. “What’s the matter, slut? Doesn’t that monstrous cock look fantastic? Don’t you want to feel his balls slap against your feathery ass?” The lemur smirked at the bird’s reeling expression.

Neptune peeled off his pants and underwear. He shuddered and got on his back, feathery hands to his plump rear. Spreading those legs, presenting himself to that member. “I mean, what could possibly go wrong?” Those words wobbled from Neptune’s beak. The massive taur simply began to move, Kol stepped out of the way. That fat girthy rod of meat inched closer to the bird’s ass.

Dante perfectly aligned his cock to the bird’s hole. SCHLRP! Neptune wheezed, that massive dick might as well have punched his insides. The bird grit his beak as the cock rocked back and forth. His belly bulged with each thrust. A swirling vortex of pained expressions swam through Neptune’s face, each thrust met with a gurgled grunt from the bird.

Dante picked up the pace, that fire dog no longer holding back. “Mmng such a tight toy. You’re mine, bird boy.” The taur thought with each pounding thrust. A creaking sensation crawled through Neptune’s pelvis. Those boulders of balls kept chipping away at the bird’s hollow bones.

CRUNCH! SNAP! CRACK! Those delicate bird bones were smashed in. His eyes widened, the bird gagged with every powerful pounce onto him. Yet the bird clung to life with bloodied breathing.

THWAP! THWAP! THWAP! TWAP! The taurcanine's balls whipped against that ass. All the pain bled together into a slurry as Neptune’s eyes rolled. Consciousness swayed like a lonesome pendulum. No thoughts were present in the bird as pain suffocated him.

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! That bulbous cock hammered effortlessly into the bird. Dante huffed as his cock pulsed eagerly. A raging orgasm was on the horizon. Neptune’s legs were folded and twisted, his body bent and broken. His eyes watered as he sniffled and gagged.

A swirling spire of red clouded Neptune’s eyes. CRACK! CRUNCH! SNAP! Numbness, entropy tickled the bird. Yet he could still feel his ass being utterly destroyed. Pain, pleasure, it was blurred In the garbled noises Neptune made. In the thrusting motion the Bird’s neck creaked against a large rock.

SNAP! His head twisted around in a sickening motion, that rock embedding into his spine. It pushed those fragile bones around. Dante’s knot was buried deep inside the bird’s body. Cum flooded into the fresh corpse. That lifeless, limp body was still warm. Semen bloated the body's belly.

“Died to Dante? Skill issue tbh, kinda cringe. You look sad and pathetic as a corpse.” Kol looked at the body with a scoff. “Do what you will with that worthless meat but let's get going before the sun sets. ‘Kay buddy?” The lemur turned around and looked towards a nearby town. Kol gradually walked towards the road whistling cheerfully.

Dante pulled out his massive rod, moving around to look at the limp corpse. The sheer horror permanently etched onto the bird’s beak made the beast idly throb. A playful paw pushed against the stiff bird. In more ways than one, somehow the corpse maintained an erection. The taur grinned at the full sight of the sheer panic expressed in the corpse’s open eyes.

Poking, prodding, checking to see if that corpse would spasm, the taur played around with the corpse. A faint twitch or two, those spasming neurons falling apart as life fled from the body. Those eyes were completely rolled to the back of the corpse's head.

The taur pawed at the body once more, turning the corpse back on its back. “You barely put up a fight, meat. Perhaps you will taste better than you battle.” Dante leaned down and hoisted up the body with his teeth. Its ass was in his mouth, the fire dog’s fangs dug into the soft flesh.

His eyes shut firmly. An overwhelmingly fatty flavor fit upon his tongue. A carnal feeling, something beckoning within him. “Such horrid indulgence, surely Arceus will look far from my sin.” The taur’s teeth gnawing, contemplating, idly awaiting it to get better.

Yet it didn’t get any less fatty with another sinful bite. It was so addictive, so indulgent, so crass. That uncouth feeling of tearing away the flesh from bone. Those blubbery fats pressing to the back of taur’s ravenous gullet. Those tastebuds brushing against every part of the flab.

Inhibitions meant nothing at this point. Another snap of the bones within his brutal jaws. Marrow seeping out amongst the flavor. Those hollow brittle bones didn’t stand a chance against the taurcanine’s potent jaws. Bite after bite, chew after chew, SNAP! CRUNCH! CRACK! It was like clockwork.

Ripping into more of the flesh, his teeth snapped some bones and feathers together. Dante left behind a trail of bloodsoaked feathers, each bite he took another fell out of his mouth.That sheer gluttony left the beast sloppy. Wet smacking sounds followed the meaty crunch of brittle bird bones. Those legs were compressed into the corpse’s chest, folded like a chair.

Even if there was still life in that body, all that chewing would’ve crushed whatever failing synapses remained. Peaking out of the taur’s throat was the head. Dante gulped down the remnants of his meal. That upper belly soon sagged with that still lump, not so much as a mangled limb was visible.

Dante smeared his oozing maw on a stray feather. That dark ichor blended in with his jaws. The massive taur headed over towards Kol taking a leisurely stroll. Not so much as a strand of evidence was apparent on either the lemur or taur.

As the taur walked his meal slid into his lower chamber with a meaty squelch. A few townsfolk made teasing remarks on what Kol was feeding Dante. The lemur made some sort of remark of some expensive meat. Not a soul suspected the gruesome truth.

The sun had set while Dante and Kol found an Inn to stay at for the night. That fuzzy gut got to work. All that meat had most bubbled into a boney broth. Even the fresh corpse's bones began to snap and twist. Fat, flesh, muscle, it all stripped away into the bubbly mire.

A macabre macerated mulch, not an ounce of meat left on those shattered bones. Tunneled down those tight compact tubes, a ribcage, a femur, a long arm, each part taunted the taur’s flesh. A horny whine ached from the behemoth. Dante’s massive cock grinded against the boney outlines on his gut. Rutting a few bones back into the center of his stomach.

Those bones keep cracking and mashing into smaller pieces. Skulls started to form a line beneath that gargantuan gut. All impatiently awaiting a release.

Dante wandered out of the small inn. Squeezing out with a huff as his black belly wobbles in the door frame. After a bit of effort the massive taur waddled away. Finding a far away secluded spot his hole yawned.

“Dreadfully impatient crap, perhaps I should diet.” Dante thought as a fat log inched out of his hole. That fat taur ass wobbled with each massive shit. Bones, scattered, mashed embedded within the brown lumps. Some bones rubbed against the taur’s prostate. While he was stifling a moan, more logs coiled atop each other.

Each clump of waste was nearly as thick as the taur’s thunder thighs. First skull amidst the sludge had a feline shape to it. A fiery sensation made the taur grunt louder as he squeezed out more crap.

“Arceus, is this a divine comedy? My trifling ass needs no inferno.” Dante’s thought as another fiery crap slipped onto the growing mound. It was an impressive spire of slaughter. Bones intermingled within the sludge.

Brownish black tufts of fur followed the next logs of shit. Streaks of white fluff tickled the taur’s tight tubes. Dante groaned as bones taunted his insides. That fat taur cock was on full display. A massive throbbing erection leaking heavy globs of pre-cum.

Shame didn't so much as flick the taur’s pointy ears, his moans grew louder. Dante idly humped his pouch feverishly. That wobbly belly bounced. Each rut met the rhythm of another log landing on the pile of crap.

A far larger load of waste made the taur’s eyes widen. A leg bone, massive inching out of that pucker. The taur’s cock erupted with what had to be gallons of cum. Each growling moan followed another piece of shit. So many different colors nearly made it look like a morbidly decorated tree. Yet Dante wasn't nearly finished with expelling those fattening meals.

Wordlessly the massive taur hoisted his rear higher. Bird bones or at least a shattered wing bone awkwardly shuffled out his ass. Black feathers that seemed sharp as razors still slinked out his pucker. With such ease, that enormous pile kept growing.

A borderline woozy expression smeared across the taur’s wet lips. Eyes rolled, digits curling each crap feeling better than the last. So many unidentifiable bones started joining the mixture. A tinge of red appeared, pokeballs in varying states of being smashed apart.

Dante couldn’t help but growl. A pleased rumble from the sheer unbridled euphoria. It was practically a sea of bones, feathers, fur, various accessories all mushed together. Some hands were interlocked in the brown spire of death.

It started to taper off from the taur’s outstretched pucker. That massive feast was nearly completely expelled onto the grassy fields. A few hunks of bone filled shits finished snaking out of the taur’s hole.

BUWWWEOORAAAPPPHHBBBBB! That noisy boisterous belch boomed from the taur. That trapped air finally be released from the complete slaughter that was his meals. There was not so much as a tuft that escaped, not a soul to hear that belch. A gentle huff escaped the taur as he patted his black belly. There was a gentle calm rousing the air.

The taur’s eyes shut for a moment. Reprieve, respite, elation, yet no words truly fit the taur’s triumphant expression. He swiveled around to gaze upon the macabre masterpiece. That taur proudly trotted around to see his handiwork. Every bone, every feather, each strand of fur graced his eyes.

A masterful piece or pieces of crap. A monument to the slaughter of an entire team of mons. Atop the pile, blue feathers, a shattered pelvis. Dante had the most toothy grin at the discovery. “A king of fools wears a loathsome crown of dung.” The taur thought as he stared at the bird skull.

There was a certain grandiosity to the messy pile of shit . That taur almost sighed as fire moved from the sac in his guts. A bright bloom of orangish flame sparked from Dante’s jaws. As if the gates of hell slammed open, a blistering flame funneled onto the pile. That masterwork was far too much evidence. That blistering inferno melting it down.

A spire of flame would be likely visible from miles away given how brightly the crap heap burned. Yet not a soul came to check what was happening. Dante watched with a grin as bones melted along with the pile, it was all turning into a pile of ash. Not so much as a single bone was surviving the intense heat.

Less and less of the pile held any shape. Those hot flames kept blasting on the shrinking mound of waste. There was nothing left, not even ash. Dante looked at the vacant blackened ground. A toothy grin proudly crept along his jaws. That massive taur clawed against the ground.

The massive taur walked away from the pile. That sagging sack of a stomach wobbled back and forth with every proud step. Within the horizon Kol waves with a smile on his face. The lemur’s tail was curled around the foot of a Zangoose. That creature struggled and attempted to claw at the chubby fellow to no avail.

“I’ve got breakfast for ya buddy! Let’s get out of here before they associate you with that burnt spot on the ground!” The lemur motioned towards the grand wilderness. Vanishing amongst the tree the two went off to go on another spree.