Lucario decided Fox didn't need those clothes on for being a meal and he knew that Fox belonged to him now! There was nothing he could do now, he was contractually obliged to obey whatever order Lucario gave! The Pokemon licked his lips and rubbed a finger over the near sobbing Fox's chin, stomach growling impatiently. <Don't worry my little Foxy...you'll still get to watch your friend fight...but at the end of each fight, you have to come back here and stay with me...you will be eaten at least three times a day...you are no longer a fighter, you are no longer a pilot, you are no longer the leader of the StarFox team...you are Pokemon food...you are MY food. You will do as I tell you, understand?>

Fox sighed softly and let out a little whimper. He knew he would have to obey the Pokemon, he agreed to this. He shuddered and nodded slowly, knowing this sealed his fate to be Pokemon food. Lucario went behind Fox and untied his arms, the Pokemon taking a deep sniff of Fox from behind. <Now my delicious Fox, take off those clothes. You won't need them in my stomach.>


Fox sighed and stood on the table, putting on a strip show for Lucario as he removed all of his clothing until he was sitting naked on a dinner plate. Lucario's eyes feasted upon him, taking in his natural form, and all of his deliciousness. Lucario couldn't stop slurping his chops, and his stomach drowned out all of Fox's whimpering. Fox watched Lucario paw at his belly and stare into Fox's eyes. <This is your new home, right here...inside my belly.>

Fox shuddered and Lucario picked up a fork and knife, solely for the purpose of putting the "food" idea more into Fox's mind. However, Lucario couldn't decide if he wanted to...