Noivern swoops down and strikes the Absol with his claws, sending the cat tumbling sideways to land on its flank with a thump. The dragon circles around in a tight arc to land before the dazed feline. Without so much as waiting for an order, Noivern lunges down and snaps up the Absol's head in his jaws, rearing back to mercilessly toss the cat deeper, enough that its entire head is inside and beginning to bulge the top of Noivern's neck. The Absol's long, curved horn is easily visible through the dragon's tight, elastic neck flesh, sliding side to side and twisting around as the disaster Pokémon writhes furiously within. Noivern didn't even bother to knock him out before devouring him... must have been hungry.
You grin at the sight, good to see your dragon's feeling frisky today. When you ask Noivern to 'take care' of someone, there's a bit of a deeper meaning that's understood between the two of you. The other trainer, Aria, cries out upon seeing her Absol being gobbled up. "H-hey, stop! Let him go!" She pulls out a Poké ball from her belt and attempts to recall Absol, but Noivern quickly swings around so that the red beams from the Poké ball are blocked by his own backside. "No, you can't do this! It's not fair!" She runs up behind the feasting bat-dragon as he gulps in the Absol's shoulders, attempting to get a shot in around one of his sides. However, looking over his shoulder, Noivern lashes out with his tail to sweep her legs out from under her, knocking her down with enough force to send the Poké ball flying from her grasp.
"No!" she cries out as the ball rolls toward you and you stop it under your foot. You pick the ball up and look over it briefly before flashing Aria a smirk, then opening your mouth and casually pressing it inside. She watches helplessly as you suck it in to bulge your cheeks, then tilt your head back and swallow, sending the round lump down your throat with a loud glumph. You pat your belly as it's squeezed inside, officially eliminating any chance of her recalling her Pokémon. She looks back to Noivern, who faces toward her triumphantly as he twists and shakes his head to squeeze the Absol's shoulders into his throat, causing the cat's head-bulge to disappear behind his fluffy neck fur. The lithe dragon wobbles back and forth, closing one eye in strain on occasion, throwing his head back, showing no mercy as he swallows up the trainer's Pokémon.
She seems to realize that trying to pull it out by its legs would be pointless with its upper half already sliding down Noivern's gullet, so she simply sits and watches it happen, a forlorn look on her face. You walk up behind her and pat her on the shoulder. "Ah, tough luck kid. Looks like your Absol's dragon pudge." She looks up to you, voice quivering. "Wh-why... why would you do this?" You chuckle softly. "Because my Noivern's hungry. And your Absol is delicious, apparently."
Noivern punctuates this statement by taking another loud gulllp, tilting his head back as the Absol's torso slides into his watering maw. His tongue can be seen swiping along the Absol's underbelly, slurping up the indeed delicious flavor as the furred body slips farther down his gullet. The distinct lump of the Absol's head and horn has moved down to bulge out Noivern's slim gut, with its wide body stretching the bat's neck out obscenely. But obviously he isn't having much trouble, having swallowed the Absol enough that only its rump and back legs still hang outside of his ferocious jaws. The Absol's legs kick weakly, seeming to realize that escape is hopeless, and struggling only for the sake of struggling.
"Mmm... yeah, I'm afraid your Absol's nothing but Noivern chow now," you comment to the trainer, still kneeling dumbstruck beside you. "See those nice, round bulges he makes? They won't stay that way for long... Your Absol will be squished and squeezed until he's nothing but gooey chyme, then sent deeper through my Noivern. My sexy dragon's guts will happily absorb that goo until there's nothing left of your little Absol... unless you count dragon ass-padding, of course." The girl seems completely withdrawn now, both mesmerized and horrified by her Absol's devourment, unable to take her eyes off of it.
The Absol's upper body makes a large, distinct bulge in Noivern's gut. Its paws can be seen pressing out from inside, stretching Noivern's supple, rubbery flesh in different directions, doing little more than pleasing him further. That dragon's belly has handled plenty of inconveniently shaped and cumbersome meals in the past, this Absol will prove to be little more than a morsel. Noivern's tongue slaps between the feline's legs as he raises it up to take another powerful gulp, sucking the cat's white rump between his jaws. The Absol squirms more fiercely as Noivern's tongue slathers its rear end, being halted when the dragon swallows again to slowly drag the cat's hips into his tight, slimy gullet.
All that's left is to slurp in the disaster mon's legs, which Noivern does leisurely, licking over every inch as the Absol is ever-so-slowly crammed into his bulging gut, which he strokes lightly with one clawed hand. The cat's back paws land in his maw and, with a snap, disappear behind his shut jaws. He licks them over for a moment before sending them down his throat, the final lump visibly sliding down to merge with the large, squirming bulge in his stretchy purple gut. The Absol kicks and struggles about in a panicked fashion, its fear evidently renewed now that it's fully packed into its predator's supple stomach.
Noivern lets out a loud belch before nonchalantly licking his lips, squeezing his taut belly bulge with his claws to taunt the prey inside. After that release of air Noivern's belly is almost vacuum-sealed around it, showing off every curve and bulge, including the cat's distinct horn. The forceful compression of Noivern's powerful paunch quickly causes the trapped Absol to lose steam, its struggling limited to minor shifting and squirming. The weak movements eventually slow down and stop, and Noivern's gut squeezes the limp cat even tighter. His stomach compresses his meal with incredible force, crushing and compacting the Absol into a more spherical shape as ominous groans and gurgles signal the dragon's digestive processes eagerly going to work.
Aria begins to sob out loud, hearing the lewd noises and watching the Absol-bulge begin to shift and fluctuate as the dragon's acids slosh about within. "Don't be sad, honey!" you 'reassure' her, "Your Absol's going to become that sexy jiggle on Noivern's rump, the nutrients that help him survive. He's being put to better use than wasting away in some Poké ball. Surely being wyvern-flab isn't so bad!"
Noivern gropes his belly happily, his gaze now drifting over to the unclaimed trainer-meat sitting frozen, staring at the motionless bulge her Absol had become.
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