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Creeak...

As she pushed the door open, Jenny could feel a set of eyes stalking her as she entered the apartment, which lacked any internal light, only the outskirts were highlighted by the neon lights, signs, and billboards from the opposing building which bled slightly further from the room's perimeter from the massive glass wall at the opposite end of the room.

She reluctantly forced her body to step inside, turning her flipped-open phone screen, colored white from the text message app she had opened, and hovered its shine around the room before returning it to her face. Re-reading the message. Your business associate here. Meet me in apartment 23, block 33 on East Belleview Road. Come alone." It was a peculiar message; an unknown number, with no caller ID to speak of, and more importantly, it was a text message, the first she had ever received from her mysterious employer. His wording and tone of his statement could have been more accurate. Sure, it was right to the point and had that mysterious wording the fixer had become accustomed to using in his speech but Jenny could never rightly recall when he had called her a business associate over a mutual friend, and even larger alarms started ringing in Jenny's head when the message came with specifics. The one rule that she had managed to burn into her mind with the fixer's gruff voice was: "Contact me on my cellular but no specifics." This order had bad ideas written all over it, but her curiosity had led her this far, now that the area dictated to her lay just ahead, there was no way she could just back out of this. As she entered she reached to the right of the entrance, grabbing hold of the light knob and turning it around slightly, bringing relative brightness to the room with an acute humming noise in the background. The multiple overheads and modern-looking cylindrical lights lit up the room.

Lit by the bright white bulbs, Jenny was enamored by the immaculately presented living room, it was dusted to absolute perfection to the point where most objects on display glistened in the light, polished berry bowls filled with a collection of exotic and pristine berries, the dishes over in the cooking area of the suite was spotless, a dishrack filled with clean dishes sat on the area beside it and on the other end of the room, a massive flat-screen TV sat bolted onto the wall, sitting just below it was a fireplace, which activated as Jenny twisted the knob next to the light control, the heat from the flames carried themselves across the room via pipes hidden behind the wall, built like a cage. In the corner of her eye, Jenny caught a blue, luminescent tank of water, the LED display at the other end of the tank gave the water its blue hue. She wandered up to it, and peered deeper inside, pressing her hands and chest against the glass.

Wait... is this... A habitat? Jenny thought to herself, noting the live plants absently bobbing in the non-existent wind, the collection of rocks which sat on the sandy floor of the habitat, a notable few of which were hollowed out, small underwater homes carved directly into them. Though other than that the habitat still seemed to be a work in process. Despite how mystical it appeared its bleakness was irrefutable, especially with the dull coloration of the environment. It was always thought, at least in Jenny's mind, that the underwater expanse was a colorful and vibrant landscape, especially with the sheer number of unique water Pokémon that still called the ocean home despite a large number of the population choosing a life on land after Judgement. Whoever called this apartment home is or at least took an interest in water-type Pokemon.

And that denizen was closer than Jenny imagined, hiding in the one place she was yet to scrutinize...

Swhooooop!

From the ceiling, a long, rope-like creature descended, fully unraveled, the creature's body was around 10 meters long, and the thickness of its rope the body was incredible, a couple of meters in breadth, which constantly shortened and widened with its breathing pattern. Though the light had kept her body in the shadows, raveled around what appeared to be a massive trunk-like metal pole, custom tailored for her body and bolted to the ceiling. The species was hard to tell, though its body narrowed down the options exponentially.

Biiiiiiiiiiiiiind

As the creature's body met Jenny's legs, it reactively began to coil itself around them, starting with the smaller tail completely taking away Jenny's capability to use her legs. Not stopping there, the scaled body started wrapping around Jenny's torso, her potbelly being suppressed by the force of the coiling binding Jenny's front and back as close as possible. As the coiling moved further up her body, it pressed down Jenny's breast, her sizable bust re-organizing itself by causing some of its pudge to spill between the small gaps that failed to cover Jenny, as the body began to playfully squeeze, Jenny could feel the air being stolen from her lungs, escaping from her freed throat, just before the foreign body kept the rest of the air inside by wrapping its body around Jenny's neck, she could even feel a set of legs locking themselves around Jenny as they put their finishing touches on bounding her, Jenny's head rested on the tan scales mixed with a design of mixed red and blue scales on the upper side of the scales, where the back would usually be on vertebrated pokemon. Jenny felt the mix of powerlessness and pain from the squeeze being put on her body by what she now identified as a Milotic, an acute hiss licked her left to hear, as the Milotic rested her head on her modest, yet perky boobage, her hands, thinner than the rest of her body sat below the bust to support it, a disapproving scowl on the water snake's face set the tone.

"So, you're the Jenny I've been hearing so much about..." The Milotic stated, her disapproving look not contrasting her similar tone, trying to match where Jenny's eyes were looking which were anywhere but facing the threat head-on. "Well Jennifer, you just walked yourself into my snare..."

Jenny just gritted her teeth, unable to move her hands to the fact they were currently burrowing their way into her hips, she couldn't muster any of the short supply of air in her lungs to respond.

"Arceus, Jennifer, do you really need your treasured Oxygen to communicate?" Her tone was naturally feminine, yet the poshness was dialed up to eleven, for such a brutal way to not only subdue your prey but take out targets, the last person someone would imagine being the mastermind behind it, was a snake with the Eloquence of a gentle noblewoman. "Fine, I guess you'll just have to be conscious in due season..." With her relent, Jenny felt the weight grinding on her neck slowly loosen, air freely moving into Jenny's body, yet the winding in her lungs still wasn't gone, any attempt at a good breath was quickly suppressed by her jailor's body, but at least she could speak now.

"In due season... what are you talking about?" Jenny immediately questioned the statement, which the Milotic squinted her eyes, appearing more stern.

"I thought someone of our profession would understand the connotations..." She disappointingly sighed before shifting the topic. "It's rude to hold a conversation without introductions, so please, tell me about yourself."

"Uh..." Jenny's reluctance was met by a stronger grip, squeezing harder to the point of further discomfort, more air escaped Jenny's lungs, though there still remained enough for her to coherently talk. "Okay! ...My name's Jenny Roseman, I migrated here from North Caddia, and I work for our mutual friend."

"An improvement." The Milotic commented, keeping that firm grasp that she tightened but appeared less hostile than before. "My name is Opalescence and I hail from the Relic family. I've been rather fortunate in my life as you can see by my pulchritudinous body and my exquisite apartment that you've been snooping around. I work for our mutual friend as well, we're colleagues in a way."

"So why the friendly greeting?" Jenny wondered, continuing to keep her head rested on Opal's body, which allowed her more air than if she remained stationary.

"If you knocked instead of breaking in, then this would've gone a bit differently, right now you're nothing more than a home invader..." Opal justified Jenny's predicament, her forked tongue slithered from her mouth, slowly wiping from one side to the next before retracting and gleefully announcing: "A home invader I intend disposing of."

"No..." Jenny declined hopelessly. "He's not going to stand for this!"

"Who? Our mutual friend?" Opal questioned with a chuckle. "You're still new to the game, Jennifer."

"But I don't have any revivers on me!" Jenny argued, now beginning to attempt a flail, which was hastily suppressed by Opal tightening her grasp. "If you eat me, I'll die!"

"Unpreparedness is a killer, so they say." Opal shrugged off Jenny's qualms. "Don't worry yourself, Jennifer. I am quite a slow digester."

Jenny couldn't bring herself to respond, prompting another mocking chuckle and tease from Opal: "You're admittedly a bit of an idiot, Jennifer."

"Fuck off..." Jenny wallowed with another pitiful struggle.

"Langauge." Opal sternly warned Jenny. "Perhaps I should wash that foul mouth of yours with soap before I devour it."

"I'm not letting you eat me!" Jenny snapped with upset in her voice. It appeared, to Opal at least, that Jenny was starting to lock up, any further prods would just make this solution worse, it was time to rid herself of the situation before it progressed.

"Guess we're doing this the hard way since you want to be such a prat about it." Opal sighed, placing her right hand on Jenny's face, forcing her to lock eyes with Opal. "Now I just need you to look into my eyes, and I'll let you go..." Jenny complied, her pupils not moving whatsoever.

Suddenly, Opal's eyes lit up, and from her pupils, streams of different colors emerged, covering her eye white, the beams brightened with a flash. "That's a good little girl..." Opal gave teasing praise. Jenny couldn't break away from the gaze, even if she wanted to, her mind was entranced in the plethora of colors, and little to her knowledge, those colors had transferred onto her own eyes, numbing her mind, emptying any fight within it, wiping her conscious. Completely venerable to manipulation, though in her neutral awake yet incapacitated state was all that was needed. As Jenny's head rolled back to rest on Opal's body, she could still see the colors, even after the colors in Opal's eyes had ceased. It was like, ownership of whatever these colors were, got transferred to her in a... hypnotic state.

"Now just stay relaxed~" Opal softly commanded, Jenny's shoulders relaxed, and her entire body halted its struggle. The serpent met her head on Jenny's, her jaw dislocating, and widening...

mmmmph~

A soft moan erupted from Jenny as her voice was muffled, projecting into Opal as her jaw slowly began to force Jenny's head inside, her notably springy ears were pressed down onto the side of her head by Opal's fangs while they glided across the upper side of Jenny's head, always making sure it was in contact with fur. As the rear of Jenny's head entered Opal's, her dislocated jaw tightened, adjusting for Jenny's neck and securing her head inside, Opal's head bulged out, and formed around Jenny's like a Pokemon-sized condom, though the protective rubbers were met by the incoming slow digestion and complete and utter imprisonment inside, sure, a few entrepreneurs attempted to use their bodies as a transport service, though were quickly shut down due to the legality surrounding voracious tendencies as well as the general discomfort that came from being wedged into a serpentine body. The bulge of Jenny lost its distinction as Opal began to tackle the remainder of Jenny's body after wedging her further down her body, Opal's head taking its usual shape back, although still dislocated in preparation for the next big and milkier challenge, loosening the bonds around the part she intended to visit next, the chest.

Jenny's bust was impressive, sure. The enormous udders the Eevee sported certainly weren't an uncommon sight, especially among the female predator circles within the city's underground, for slow eaters like Opal, it was like a natural defense barrier. All that pudge housing a small factory's yield of milk designed to attract, feed and get smaller pokemon lost between, you'd need to pick one breast to devour, while you attempted to force the other one into your jaw. For quick eaters who simply would just use sheer force to get them in, for slower and more cultured eaters, sheer force isn't in the dictionary. Though Opal had developed a way to conquer such a feat: Keep them as well pinned to the body as possible. Opal only began to loosen the grasp around Jenny's breasts as they entered her jaw, it did require some might from her jaw to dislocate even further, but the feeling of the soft pudge that graced all sides of Opal's mouth was delightful, stopping for a minute just to tease and bite into the boobage before continuing.

Now that the most hazardous part of Jenny's body was now two massive spheres at the back of her head, Opal released her grasp on Jenny, biting down just above Jenny's belly and lifting her up in the air before releasing the grasp. For a majority of predators, gravity is a good way to make a meal hastily vanish into your gut, but for Opal, getting gravity to do the work and push the prey further into your body is a must. Jenny's body effortlessly and willingly entered Opal's body, Jenny's head was around halfway through Opal's body by the time her thighs had just entered Opal's jaw, and by the time the tips of her toes were in, the majority of her body had caught up. Opal relocated her jaw, slamming it shut, like a scaly gate, and sealing Jenny inside. She waited for a few minutes, her head focused on the metal poles on the roof she regularly used to siesta on, or use for sleep instead of her bed in times of prey accompanying her to sleep. Once she felt all traces of Jenny comfortably located in her central region, Opal tucked her arms and legs into her larger body, and slithered up the wall of the aquarium, hopping back over to the pole she used to ambush Jenny, and wrapped herself around it, making perfectly sure that the massive bulge that contained Jenny swayed a couple of meters from the pole, making sure that even if Jenny regained herself before digestion which was a usual occurrence, there was no way she could crawl her way out, the intense grasp of Opal's digestional tract and the forces of gravity being against Jenny, it was already set up that Jenny could barely gain an inch towards Opal's mouth.

The colors had faded.

Consciousness and identity returned.

No longer than a few minutes after Opal entered a comfortable position in she could use to process her quarry, Jenny had snapped out of the hypnosis, the bright, happy colors replaced by a slightly darker fleshy tone, rolling her eyes further up the track was the same fleshy tunnel which curved upward, all around her, Jenny could feel a force keeping her in place, mixed with the boiling temperature and scaling hot fluid that was starting to coat her fur and clothes, her predicament was confirmed and sealed, trapped inside Opal's body, acting as a massive stretch of the gut from one side to another. She couldn't flail, even wiggle, not to the point where Opal would notice that her meal had snapped out and was now attempting an escape or reason. If Jenny did have any receivers, she couldn't reach them with her hands bound to each side of her by Opal's oppressive walls. Though, she had one thing that still worked, her lungs.

"Hey... hey!" Her muffled voice slightly audible escaped Opal's body. "Did you fucking hypnotize me?"

"Thanks for letting me practice using the move some more." Opal teasingly appraised Jenny. "I'm not a natural psychic, but I've always had this power... though it's relatively weak, considering it took you were minutes to snap from it."

"Some of the best psychics and hypnotists in the Archipelago can keep a move like that lasting for hours... days even!" Opal continued, she clapped twice, bringing the flatscreen TV to life. "You should consider yourself lucky that it was an amateur."

"So... when am I getting out of here?" Jenny inquired, in a slight plead. "I can feel the small hole in my shorts getting bigger."

"An ultimatum." Opal proposed, clapping thrice to mute the TV for a few seconds. "You last the whole night in there, possible. I'll let you out and you'll have learned a lesson. You get digested? One, I doubt you'll be missed by anyone, and two, Opalescence gets a nice thickening to her body and a delightfully engorged rack."

"It's on." Jenny blurted an acceptance. "By the time you get up tomorrow, I'll still be in your gut, alive and well." Her response prompted another teasing laugh from Opal before the turned the TV back up.

...

Flesh. A once foreign sight that now bored Jenny as she looked and relooked over the same pattern's in Opal's insides what felt like hundreds of times. Opal was more than fast asleep, and she had the courtesy to turn off the TV before she entered her slumber, what other methods of occupation were there? She could feel the holes on her denim shorts turn into multiple small holes which began slowly getting bigger, her bust blocked most of her vision, though the melting acids of Opal's body managed to pierce the area where the split between the two breasts was, creating a tiny boob window on her bandeau.

Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours, and there Jenny was left, she had lost track of how long she had been kept inside Opal, the fog in her mind as a result of her succumbing to hypnosis didn't help her predicament either. She could feel the tightening grip intensify slightly as it had a habit of doing for however long Jenny had spent within Opal's gut, her maw was pressed against the fleshy wall, and the drops of Opal's inner juices had become puddles, Jenny could barely see past her maw, and even then, most of her assumptions about the state of the rest of her body could only be noted from how she sensed them. She could feel large parts of her upper thigh and rump spill from the large holes in her shorts, now rubbing against the flesh wall and being soaked with stomach acid. Her chest fur puffed from the enlarged hole in her bandeau, the emerging fluff only served to naturally widen the hole even more, and the area that sealed the Bandeau over Jenny's bust was certainly gone, though her leather jacket, which was entrusted to her ever since she joined a small motorcycle club along with her boyfriend at the time when she lived in Caddia, managed to prove its trustworthiness yet again. Leather was, true, a very durable material. Sure denim and cotton were easy to tear through with trace amounts of stomach acid, but even doused in an entire vat, Jenny would bet that her jacket would make it out with only some scuff marks. After all, they had been through worse and braved the seas to get where they are now, stuck in an aristocratic serpent assassin.

riiiiip! fwwwump!

Jenny's bandeau was the first to go. She could feel the final resilient threads of fabric snap, falling directly to her back, and sliding down her body. The only things covering her torso were the leather jacket which couldn't hold all of Jenny's boobage and the Liepard print bra that covered her nipples and the immediate area that surrounded it. The Superhydrophobic coating of the undergarments luckily, repelled any attempts of a breakthrough, though the exposed strings through the remaining material of Jenny's bandeau were weak, and easily dissolvable if enough was given.

Teaaaaaar!

After a while, Jenny's shorts faltered, the entire backend was torn, and the pair of denim shorts, slowly dragged down her legs, leaving a matching Liepard print underwear in its wake, Jenny, despite being hidden beneath a thick layer of Opal's scales, felt exposed.

She could feel the tugging, the tightening, the squeezing, and the crushing. Though, unlike the average digestion period, the digestion that serpent pokemon perform when eating their prey felt like the most drawn out and torturous way to devour, sure if the prey was under a hypnotic spell, the pain would numb itself out, but Jenny unknowingly broke it a few minutes after she was preyed upon. How many hours was it since she had lost her denim? She couldn't recall, her mind captured by the idea that she may not make it, that she was truly bested, and that's when...

"Oh, you're still here?" Opal. Her dreary question evoked a smile on Jenny's face, she was free.

"Sure am!" She gleefully responded. "Can you do me a favor and let me out before I die of boredom?"

With a loud, disappointed sigh, Opal began to heave, and with every deep groan, Jenny was brought forth slightly. She could feel the remnants of the clothes, glued onto her body, what was previously her bandeau was now pasted to the back of her head, at least until she was finally out. Jenny felt herself gradually increase in altitude, like a fleshy elevator or more accurately, a molasses powered water-slide. Shortly after the rise, her legs received the first touch of air they had felt for hours, the sensation was followed by her feet rolling away from the tip of Opal's tongue, a graceful exit to be sure...

ackk!

THUD!

Was, a graceful exit, until the last of Opal's grasp let out, letting gravity take the reigns and deliver her onto the floor, unprepared for the sudden drop, Jenny flailed in the air for a split second before pitifully slamming to the ground on her belly. The excess acid from Opal's stomach darkened the wood floor, the rest still clinging onto Jenny, but the extreme warmth she experienced while inside, had subsided. Following her exit, the remainder of Jenny's clothes landed on top of her, and small dregs of cloth escaped Opal's mouth for the few seconds that followed before she was certain that her insides were clear.

"Ninjisu, its a Shinovan technique." Opal crudely changed the topic. "It means to be one with the shadows, to blend in, to make even the biggest lifeform, undetectable."

"What does that have to do with you trying to eliminate me last night?" Jenny interrogated, she rolled onto her back, violently clasping the remnants of her bandeau and shorts in her left hand.

"If you want to become a career assassin, I recommend you start learning the technique for yourself," Opal answered. "Sure, you can expose that perky bosom to desperate gents and they'll play nice, act like a good boy so they can get some later, or garner the wrong attention..."

Jenny's confusion masked her face, her miffed mood from being trapped all night had quickly defused, focused entirely on Opal.

"You lack a silver tongue, Jennifer." Opal's statement turned Jenny's face from confusion to one of an amicable state. "Bosom isn't always the answer, you need a sufficient bite to survive in this world, and you're incredibly heavy-footed too, all things experience should hopefully amend."

"And my clothes?" Jenny asked, holding the fabric into Opal's vision.

"They're from a bargain bin," Opal responded, furrowing her eyes. "You've still got your jacket, and those provocative, sleazy undergarments."

"Hey, one of my friends said they matched my tits!" Jenny argued, tossing the shreds onto the floor. "The whole set cost me easily over 100 Sau!"

"Yes, the type of underwear only a hooker would wear... I guess they look classy on the right lady," Opal admitted with a sound nod. "You should try the yellow with black patches, they'd fit you a little better."

"Thanks, I guess..." Jenny moped, sitting on one of the stools nearby.

"Perhaps I'll take you out to get some respectable clothing," Opal suggested, slinking off the metal pole she rested on. "Not now, but in the future."

cliink sliiiip cliink!

The conversation ended with a letter posted through Opal's mailbox, she strode over to it, and picked it up. Instantly noting the lack of any discernable markings or even directions for an address, she quickly brought herself and the letter to the table, taking the stool directly next to Jenny.

"Is this...?" Jenny commented on the lack of markings, just a plain, beige envelope. Opal grabbed the nearby letter opener and jammed it into the fold, peeling it off.

"This is why I wanted you to arrive yesternight, Jennifer," Opal responded, removing the white sheet of paper from within the envelope. "Our mutual friend has gotten a job so important, that he's made the rare decision to assign the both of us to it."

Opal flipped the sheet of paper over, revealing the message on the other side, not written, in fact, no pen or pencil was used whatsoever to encode the message, the text was comprised completely of cut-out letters from newspaper and tabloid articles, reading: A good friend, Ambassador Louis Knoxx has had an issue with his North Caddian government. Opalescence, go to St. Ives tower apartment 30-12, you will find a tool you have used before... Jenny, you will attend a formal party that Knoxx is holding with the intent of rooting out our problem in the Dexter memorial tower, penthouse suite. Your name is on the VIP list. Dress formally."

"Both of those towers are just across the street... I guess flashing your bust is what this situation calls for." Opal relented, tucking the note back into the envelope and sliding it into a mini incinerator mounted on the wall behind them, disguised as a trash chute. "You know what I said about clothes shopping?"

Jenny attentively nodded, moving off the stool.

"We're moving that date to right now," Opal announced, reaching for the door.

"And I'm going out looking like this?" Jenny questioned, visibly frustrated again, and motioning to her mostly exposed body.

"Good point, remain here." Jenny, surprised by Opal's command, sat right back down. "I promise, I'll bring back something that'll match you perfectly!"

"Whatever." Jenny blew off the tease, not even giving Opal her eyesight. "Have fun buying whatever five-figure clothing you've got planned."

"You'll look like a princess!" Opal mockingly retorted, pulling the door open. "Oh and Jennifer?"

Jenny pivoted her head, looking toward Opal's general direction.

"Don't get eaten while I'm out."