For a few seconds, you and the Pikachu stared at each other. Then it abruptly opened its mouth.
Your heart skipped a couple beats, and you gasped. You couldn’t look away from its gaping maw as it opened wider and wider. You just stared at the teeth, the tongue, the whole fleshy interior, plus the dark throat at the back. You desperately hoped the giant rodent was only yawning, or was preparing to say something, but you were quickly proven wrong when the Pokémon started moving you towards its open mouth.
You began squirming and struggling like mad, trying to break free of its grip, but it was far too strong. The Pokémon ignored your struggles and tossed you into its mouth. You landed face-first on the wet, squishy tongue, which was a bit bigger than your body. The Pikachu’s mouth was just barely big enough to fit you inside. You looked back, trying to get one last peek outside, and saw the Pokémon’s jaws closing. Then its lips sealed, its teeth clacked together, and you were stuck in darkness.
You were frozen in fear. The mouth was distressingly humid, and the air smelled like apples—unsurprising due to the apple that the Pokémon just ate. You expected to get chewed just like that apple, or worse, swallowed whole. Instead, the Pikachu seemed to savor your taste. It let out a growl that shook you to your core, then abruptly lifted its tongue and pinned you to the roof of its mouth. You squirmed, unable to breathe. You felt the tongue repeatedly squeeze you against the palate and then loosen up, and heard loud, gross, squelching noises. It took you a moment to realize the Pikachu was sucking on you like a hard candy, trying to get your flavor.
This lasted a short time, during which you struggled to breath. Finally, the tongue lowered down again and you started gasping for air, not even caring that the air around you was so humid and apple-scented.
On the bright side, you weren’t dead yet. On the other hand, you were absolutely drenched with saliva, and you were completely at this giant rodent’s mercy.
Another growl of pleasure rose from the Pikachu’s throat, mere inches away from your head. You grimaced as the sound hurt your ears. But you knew this pain was nothing compared to what might happen next, if the Pokémon chose to eat you. You always thought Pikachu were herbivores, but judging by how this one clearly enjoyed your taste, maybe it somehow had developed a hankering for meat. Or perhaps it was simply curious about how humans tasted, and took this opportunity to see for itself.
In any case, the Pikachu paused for a bit before making its next move.
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