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Dave looked at the clock on the wall once more. Here he was, sitting in a chair in the restaurant lobby, instead of eating! The Cannibal Kings, his favourite restaurant, was packed tonight. It seemed every table was full, and he hadn't seen a waiter come up to the front to get him his seat! It was especially bad, since he had a reservation. With nothing else to do. He stared at the sign advertising the meal he had reserved for:

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FRIDAY'S SPECIAL: ALOLAN DINNER

For the first time ever, enjoy the delicacies of the new world! You choice of meal:

* Stuffed Lycanroc

* Bound Kommo-o

* Salazzle Delight

Limited stock! By reservation only. Call us to reserve a seat for your very own Alolan meal!

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Dave chuckled to himself. So soon we were able to explore these lands, and already they were serving him the new Pokemon as food... What lovely service, he thought. After another minute of looking around the room, a waiter finally stepped up to the podium.

"Hello. Do you have a reservation?"

"I sure do!" Dave said, getting out of his seat. "Under a David Micheal?"

"Ah, yes, you have one of the private seats. Please, come with me."

Dave's stomach growled as he was led by the waiter to his seat. He was starving; took them long enough to wait on him! Soon, though, he would be a satisfied dragon.

He looked at the other diners as he passed. Tables were full of people enjoying their meals... Cannibal Kings specialized in live food, Dave's favourite. The tables were filled with bound prey, some in the process of being swallowed down by diners. The whimpers of the prey filled the air as many were being eaten live today... The atmosphere of the place was top-notch.

Dave finally glimpsed where he would be seated... Or at least the curtains leading to that place. It was quieter here, in the back, most of the noisy action going on in the front. In the back were the private seats- All curtained off, nice and private... The best seat in the house! He rubbed his hands together and licked his lips as the waiter motioned towards the curtains.

"Your meal will come momentarily, sir."

"Thanks!" Dave said, before parting those curtains. Inside was a table and one very comfortable seat! Dave sat down and sighed happily. His meal was finally coming...

And soon it came. A cart was rolled in, and on top was a huge silver platter with a covered dome. It was smaller than Dave, but not by much... He lciked his lips as the water hefted the platter onto the table and removed the lid.

It was exactly as he ordered. On the platter was the meal of his dreams- A plump Salazzle, unbound and laying on her side. Dave's eyes quickly locked with hers, the lizard pokemon giving what he could only describe as prime bedroom eyes... And then the scent hit his nostrils.

It was a cloying scent, like ostentatious perfume concentrated 10 times. What was this smell? The lizard on the platter stared at him as he wheezed, breathing it in. Whatever it was, the effect was almost immediate. He felt a growing warmth in his groin, spreading to his whole body...

Despite the smell, he definitely wanted to dig in. He leaned forwards, licking his lips as he grabbed the Salazzle by her sides. The lizard let out an eep, gripping his arms with her limbs as he hefted up his meal. He lifted his meal to his snout... But gosh, the scent of this Pokemon had an effect on him...

He felt his arousal grow as the lizard looked into his eyes. Soon, his member came out of his genital sheath, seemingly beyond his command. His knotted, ridged cock was already hard... Hard and ready. A feeling of need washed over him as he took another breath, making him groan. He had to sate his growing arousal before his stomach...

The Salazzle let out a needy hiss as Dave hugged her close to his body, lowering her towards that erection he needed to satisfy. All the while, he rubbed his hands up and down those curves, groaning as helt those slick scales... She nuzzles the dragon's chest as she was lowered onto his lap. He felt his arousal brush up against scales, continuing to caress the curves of his future meal.

The Pokemon's musk continued to cloud Dave's mind as he rocked his hips back and forth, the lizard wrapping her arms and legs around him. The Salazzle's cloaca was puffy now, the horizontal slit looking quite aroused. He held her by her sides and nudged her lower lips with his member, getting a feel of the Salazzle's contours. Simply forced to keep going, he gently inserted himself into the cloaca, pushing in inch by inch.

The Pokemon squealed in delight as Dave pushed into her. Feeling those walls clench around him only made him needier, now pulling back out, eager to start a rhythm. It was gentle at first, the dragon teasing her coattails and rubbing those sides, letting the smaller lizard cling to him as he went on. Dave breathed in deep once more, mind clouded with nothing but lust...

He soon picked up his pace, thrusting in and out of the Salazzle, making her rock back and forth, squeak, and hiss in delight. Dave hugged her to his chest as his animalistic instincts subsumed all else, going a bit rough. The Salazzle didn't mind, though, continuing to leak the smelly gas all the while. Dave could feel the contours of the lizard against his chest and groin while he continued his pace...

He could only hold out for so long, however. Soon, his thrust became erratic, and he growled, head tilting back. With a roar, he came, filling the Salazzle with his seed. He lasted for several pumps, each jet filling her even more. Some dribbled out of the cloaca, but most of it pooled in her womb, making a noticeable bump in her middle. As he came, his knot inflated, keeping him stuck... But soon, the dragon was spent, panting and leaning back. The Salazzle ran her hands down his chest and sighed happily.

Dave sighed dreamily and leaned back in his chair. Soon, though his stomach rumbled... And the lizard stuck on his member gripped his shoulder with her arms, reaching upwards and looking him in the eye. She still looked needy... But in a different way, he thought hazily as he licked his lips...

Still tied, Dave lowered his head to meet the small lizard's. She eeped and blushed as Dave grinned drunkenly and opened his mouth, giving her a thorough lick along the snout. He tasted that long snout, accidentally giving her a bit of a kiss when she opened her mouth in a needy moan. She closed her eyes as he tasted that snout... Before lowering his head a little more, getting the narrow snout tip in his jaws.

She obediently closed her mouth, letting Dave pull with his tongue, hefting her up into his mouth. He gripped her narrow shoulders with his hands, squeezing softly and roaming downwards, pinning her arms to her sides. With a few hearty gulps, she began her journey down Dave's throat...

He roved his tongue over every inch of her head as she went down, slicking it all up and making the lizard squeak happily from inside him. Soon, she was pulled upwards, straining the knot in her cloaca... With a wet pop, she came free, a string of thick liquid stretched between them still. More gulps sounded through the curtained booth, and soon the Salazzle's head was gone into Dave's mouth, his throat beginning to bulge.

Her shoulders, being so narrow, made it easy for Dave to continue right onto slurping them up. With her arms pinned, he was free for his hands to roam downwards, massaging those sides. The flesh had just enough give to drive the pheromone-addled dragon wild, squeezing them and feeling them as each gulp drove her a few inches deeper in his gullet.

He stopped gulping at points just to feel the Salazzle shift within him, continuing to feel her curves all over. But he'd always resume gulping... After a while, her arms were half-engulfed by his wide maw. He slowly lapped over her middle with his long tongue, joining the sensations of hands and tongue as he continued to work her down.

By far, her widest point was her hips. He had to strain a little as he got to that point, gulps getting slower as he went... But soon enough, he squeezed her legs with his hands while his tongue made that waist slick. He lapped up over those hips, in between the legs. He couldn't keep himself from teasing that slit one more time, maker her give a muffled hiss in pleasure one more time before he swallowed again. He roved over that rump as it slid down, feeling it's soft give as he pressed into it...

The bulge she made in his neck was very pronounced at this point, slowly sliding down into his middle, curves slightly visible from the outside. Dave tilted his head upwards, finally getting her center of mass into his maw, helping the rest slide down.

And slide down it did, her body already lubricated by his roving tongue. He gripped around her legs and tail, keeping them steady as he gulped long and slow. She slid in, stretching out his neck, and beginning to press into that stomach. Dave could feel the Salazzle curl up in there as he kept swallowing, making him want to gulp even more. He squeezed those meaty thighs as they slowly went down, feeling them up and down with his hands. He swallowed and swallowed, running his tongue over where his hands couldn't reach, as she slid in.

The heady smell continued to linger in the room as he teased the tail poking out with his hands, feeling it wriggle in his grasp, squishing into the thick thing... Soon, only the tail and the feet were left in the outside world, letting him gulp the feet down before the long tail. He ran his tongue in between those long toes, feeling the Salazzle clench and unclench them in his mouth. But his hunger eventually won out, making him gulp once more, leaving only a bit of tail...

Dave swallowed hard, slurping the tailtip down. He teased it one last time with his tongue, but soon it was gone, joining his throat and soon stomach. He could hear pleasant noises coming from inside him... His meal was very pleased, he thought, as he leaned back in his chair and sighed in pure bliss.

Dave raised a hand to the huge bulge the Salazzle was making as she went from gullet to gut. Rubbing it slowly, he could feel those soft shapes under his thick layer of scales... He couldn't keep his hands off of himself, moving to massage that belly, covering most of his lap and filled with delicious Alolan lizard.

He massaged his gut with slow movements, occasionally letting out a groan of pleasure... Or a burp, as the Salazzle settled inside of him. His mind still felt so fuzzy, the stink lingering in the air... But he didn't mind one bit, he thought, as he closed his eyes and continued to feel his gut slosh.

The lizard inside him shifted around, making pleased meeping noises all the while. He held his gut in his hands as he felt that bulge within him move, bulges appearing and receding. His content meal soon made herself comfortable in his gut, the stomach already beginning to churn her. He rumbled happily as the movements kept up for minutes, but soon slowed down, meaning the Salazzle was already digesting a bit...

After a long period of rubbing his gut and groaning, he felt the movements stop entirely, his stomach letting out a loud, long gurgle. He pressed into his belly hard, feeling the shapes shift within... They were getting soft, even softer than the pliable flesh of the Salazzle was already. Ah, digestion... Dave groaned in bliss and closed his eyes.

Soon, Dave began really digesting his huge meal, feeling very sleepy as all bodily effort went to his stomach's processes. Luckily, tables reserved at Cannibal Kings were reserved for the whole day... Because he really needed some time to sleep off his wonderful meal. He soon found he couldn't fight his urges as he dozed off without issue, leaning back in that comfy chair and clutching his gut as he fell asleep.

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When Dave woke up, his belly was much different. Gone was the bulges of the Pokemon within. It was more round and much smaller, gurgling softly as he pressed one hand into it. The musk, too, had dissipated, letting him think straight once more.

All he really wanted to think about, though, was how great his meal was. He patted his gut, groaning in satisfaction. The Cannibal Kings knew how to prepare a dish... And this dish seemed plenty prepared to have some fun with him.

He just lied there in a vorish afterglow for a few minutes, sighing in bliss. But soon, a loud gurgle emanated from his guts... Especially his lower ones.

Grimacing and groaning, he got up out of his padded chair and parted the curtains. To his luck, a waiter was free and walking right past him,

"Hey!" he said, flagging down the waiter. "Where are your bathrooms around here?"

"Right around back, if you go to the end here and take a left." the waiter replied, gesturing mildly. "I hope you enjoyed your meal, sir."

"Yeah, thanks, gotta run." With that, Dave rushed as fast as he could without making a scene, speed walking to the corner of the establishment.

He wasn't surprised to see that the bathrooms were very fancy affairs. For all the time he'd eaten here, he was amazed this hadn't happened before... He quickly closed and locked the bathroom door, and got himself onto that toilet.

For something where he had to go so suddenly, it was sure hard coming out, he thought, as he strained with difficulty. He pushed and pushed, his guts gurgling and pulsing inside him. It went on for what felt like minutes, the small lizard still so many times larger than a normal meal... And as such, it produced quite the load!

He felt like he was going to pop from the pressure... But soon, it tapered off, leaving him groaning softly on the toilet. Slowly getting up, he inspected the final results of his meal. It was a huge pile, with bits of bone and... That long, tapered skull, poking right out of the top, eye sockets staring at him.

Dave sniffed the air. Yep, he could still smell the musky pheromones waft out of his load, overpowering the usual smell. Of course a Salazzle even makes their waste smell good... He tried his best to not let himself get too aroused by his shit, shrugging and flushing quickly. Luckily, these restrooms were designed for big eaters like him... He'd imagine the plumbing couldn't handle it otherwise! Soon, all that was left of the Salazzle was gone.

Dave sighed dreamily and opened the door, going back to his curtained booth. What a lovely meal, he thought. So very willing too! He didn't mind any bit of that lizard's pheromones, he thought, as he walked back into the booth to find his bill waiting on the table.

Smiling, he took a look at the paper. He'd have to give The Cannibal Kings a hefty tip for such service. What an Alolan dinner!