(Soft vore, this time with a pokemon.)



"Okay forest, here I come!" I said to no one accept myself, I had no friends, and to be honest, I injoyed being alone.
It was the first time that I managed to get enough courage to leave the town and go in to the woods, this is because of all the storys I've heard, storys of pokemon attacking people. Some of them were... Forget it, I didn't like to think about it back then, I took them as lies. I stopped at the forest edge, worryed about a pokemon attacking me. I shook that thought out of my head and walked on.

After a while of walking, I was very scared and looked all over the place, watching out for an attacking pokemon. I stopped suddenly, feeling like... a pokemon was close to me, standing... right in front of me. I slowly looked up at the pokemon and was surprised by it, but not scared of it. I was looking up at a beautiful female see serpent like pokemon, a milotic. All the other pokemon that I've seen looked like they'd kill me on sight, but this milotic didn't look like that, she looked very kind, and caring. She must have noticed how scared I was. The milotic wrapped herself around me, then looked at me and licked her lips. That got me worryed. I stood with fear as the milotic went to my shoes and tore them away with her teeth without doing me harm, then she managed to get my socks off without hurting me, then she started to lick my bare feet. I started to laugh, even through the fear, it tickled, but then it happened. The milotic closed her mouth gently over my legs. I stopped laughing, realizing that she had been distracting me to do this! I stared at her in shock, I was actually paralysed from fear. I've heard storys of pokemon eating people, but I never believed it, but one was actually eating me!

As the milotic swallowed me up to my chest, pinning my arms against me, I let a few tears fall from my eyes, knowing that I was going to die in her, which I really didn't want, I didn't even want to be eaten in the 1ST place. The milotic noticed that I was crying and gently, with her tongue, wiped away my tears, then she swallowed me, sending me down her throat. I soon felt myself stop, and I knew where I was, the stomach. I cryed as I knew that I was finished and I had barely started my journey. I knew that crying wasn't going to help me, so I settled in and fell asleep, being caressed by the stomach walls, waiting for a painful death.

The milotic nuzzled her stomach, happy that her young prey had given up and fallen asleep, then she slithered to her nest by a lake and curled up against herself til she was like a pile of rope. She gave her belly a rub with her tail, then fell asleep, happy that she had found someone to eat, and that they were so young and delicious.

I woke up being cuddled by the same serpent that had eaten me. The milotic soon woke up and smiled, looking at me.
"Why?... How?..." I tryed to start, but soon stopped.
The milotic then gave me a few licks.
"I guess that you want to follow me?" I asked, hopeful, knowing now that she was a pokemon that was safe to be around.
The milotic nodded her head, indicating that following me was what she wanted to do. I laughed a bit, then I got up and we started to journey on.

Later that day, I realized that I had a friend in the milotic.

"Where are we going anyway?" I asked at nightfall, knowing I wouldn't get a reply.
The milotic curled around me and looked at me.
"What are you?... Oh fine," I said as milotic licked me, I knew what she was up too, I also knew where I was going at this time, but she had my trust.
She went to my feet again and started the process of swallowing me, for the 2ND time. When I slid down and arrived in her stomach, I realized that it wasn't to bad in there, actually, it was cozy, quite warm and comfy. It was so nice that I fell asleep very fast.

Milotic curled up and started to sleep, again with me inside.

Milotic was happy about her new friend and wanted to protect me, so she would swallow me at night to keep me safe. As strange as it was, to be honest, I actually injoyed my nights inside her. If I was in danger, I'd also find her swallowing me to protect me.

Milotic even followed me home. My parents let me keep her, but they didn't believe me when I told them that she's been eating me. So they came outside with me that night to see milotic not eat me, but when she was swallowing me, you should have seen there faces. It was all to funny!

I'm now ten, and milotic is much better then my bed, much warmer and much more comfy, so to this very day, I still sleep inside her, with her sleeping in my room. To tell you the truth, ever since she 1ST ate me, her stomach has been my bed. Honestly, I love sleeping in her, and she loves sleeping with me in her, we both injoy it so much. I always feel safe in her, and at least she can always protect me.

'Protect you from what?' you may ask, well, you never know.
With sleeping in her, I'd say, 'Beter safe then sorry,' and I'm always safe and sound in her.



The end