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Blitz begins to get a little hungry as he flies atop the sleeping lugia's back and frowns, glancing over the edge of his ride towards the ground far below. He had been pressed into service by Captain Elijah as the first new member of his sky pirate crew. That said, what had happened to the last of the crew was anyone's guess, though the threat hanging over his head of being lugia chow if he refused gave him some idea. Still though, it'd been over a day since they'd landed for supplies and to fill their bellies and he was starved. He starts to root around in the supplies for provisions, though a quick cursory glance tells the pokemon that there are in fact, no meals for the crew of this mighty vessel. His belly grumbles even harder though, and now he really needs some food. The pokemon climbs to the side of the airship pokemon, and glances down, only to confirm that it's oh so high above the ground. Yep, no hopping off at this point. Shame his ride is still flying...and not stopping despite the sleep. There's only one bit of food available to the greedy little quil, and well...it's not really the best choice.

That doesn't stop Blitz, however, as he climbs along the winding tail that struts out from the back of the lugia, clinging tightly as it winds back and forth through the chilly high speed air. Slowly Blitz creeps along, quite anathema to his name, until he finds the far tip of the white snake writhing in the air. Shivering in the chill, his jaws part, and then slip down around the tail tip of the lugia. Drool seeps into the feathered coated tail as he works up the nerve to really go through with this on the legendary pokemon. The stomach makes up his mind for him as another loud grumble issues forth, along with sharp hunger pains. Dizzyingly high up into the air, and barely hanging on as the tail rattles, he swallows down a heavy mouthful.

The snakelike object lashes about in his throat, as it follows the U curve into the quilava's mouth and then through that slippery tunnel down to his gullet. The pressure is pleasant but firm at first, though in only a few short tugs the fire stoat feels his esophagus spreading wide into a bulge as he works over it. Warm stale drool dribbles from the edge of the mouth, dampening the fur of his captain as his muzzle reaches a pair of spines. It takes him a little bit of work, but a pop of his jaw dislocating and he's got those fins pressing down his gullet, leaving a pair of defined impressions, til they disappear to his belly.

Warm fur brushes over Elijah's tail as Blitz slowly shimmies backwards onto the main body of the lugia, swallowing as he does so. The tip pushes into his gut, and his belly starts to swell as the captain's long appendage curls back up on itself, making squelching noises with each motion. Finally managing to pack away the tail, Blitz finds his head hanging upside down, several hundred feet in the air, while the bulk of his body rests on his ride's back.

A bit of turbulence in the air causes the body to rise sharply beneath him, flipping the Quilava backwards and leaving him dangling by the tail that's currently engorging his belly. This puts his head just at eye level with the creature's butt. Claws reaching forward, Blitz grabs the lugia's rump to hoist himself along. He feels his lips stretch comically to accommodate a butt that is several times bigger than himself, sending it down towards his belly. His tongue briefly slaps around Elijah's nethers, drawing out a shudder from his ride as Blitz delights in the absolutely heavenly taste of this legendary pokemon and how much more intense it got at just that point. Jaws creep forward ever so slowly, folding those hind legs up towards the captain's belly with a series of lewd squelches.

Blitz's gut expands, showing off the bulbous figure of the hips and the curled tail within, leaving more belly than Quilava by several times over. Absolute pleasure filled the creature's mind, though at the same time, so did the uncomfortable sensation of his jaw being wedged open as it was. But he'd have to finish his meal before he would be able to return his jaw back to normal and so he continues. It was a good thing that the captain was a heavy sleeper by the looks of things, as he was only about a third of the way through packing him away into the quilava belly and such a large creature could easily break free at this point.

Spines and equipment steadily sink into Blitz as he gulps and shoves, working over Elijah's hind legs as they press into his meal's soft belly. The heavy leather straps that ensure all crew members and equipment would not take a plunge off the side scrape across the roof of his mouth uncomfortably. His own line strains and then snaps, freeing him from his protective tether. His ride seems to falter in his sleep, as strain is put on the wings keeping the pair suspended hundreds of feet in the air. Despite these warning signs, it seemed the pokemon was going to continue with his monumentally stupid task.

After nearly an hour of exertion, he successfully started to creep up the captain's neck and was forcing the wings that keep the pair aloft forwards. The wind picks up as they are thrown into a shallow dive, with the earth rushing towards them. Oblivious to this, Blitz's belly groans contentedly and requests that he presses onward with a one minded zeal. He can feel the motions of the creature shift around within that surgical glove tight belly, causing odd sensations, but miraculously not waking the heavy sleeper.

Luckily, enough of the wings are visible to keep them quite from crashing despite the loss of altitude, giving the predatory stoat plenty of time to slurp up that drool covered head. The snoring pokemon's face was finally sealed away in a tunnel of heat and meaty saliva and the hat that had been atop the lugia's head drifted lazily towards the earth. Still there's the last vestiges of wings to finish off, and Blitz does that as well.

As jaws close around the last of the feather fingers, the flight magic ends and Blitz's eyes open wide as he's sent plummeting. He hollers in panic as the earth rushes up to greet the pair of them, feeling his heavy gut dragging them down faster and faster. Having already lost altitude, he falls merely about a hundred feet to the ground, belly first. Elijah breaks his fall as he lands on the poor lugia, and then they're sent tumbling across the ground, breaking twigs and bushes beneath the bulk of the creature he'd swallowed. The environment punishes him for his stupidity, tearing cuts across his flesh and leaving him bruised all over, though his meal at last prevented any broken bones, or at least none for Blitz. Elijah did not fare nearly as well as loud cracks and snaps sound from his belly, helping to compress it just a little further. Finally they come to a rest a quarter mile down the road, with Blitz practically pinned beneath his belly.

The force had woken the captain, who was now flailing about in a mixture of confusion and terror, though the impossible fit meant that those motions were kept to just minor wiggles. Wings and legs were compressed and folded at odd angles to accommodate the greedy predator, though despite the groaning, no sensation of acids could be felt, given the meal ratio leading to heavy dilution. He did, however, feel the intense agony of his freshly broken bones, which paired with the pressure of the stomach forced his wings into weird angles that wrapped around himself.

Blitz groans in absolute pain as he lies there on his back, feeling every single part of him aching from that rough impact that he'd sustained. And yet, the sensation of absolute fullness was making the arrogant quilava think that perhaps it had all been worth it. Now as the lugia struggles to break free, he could feel his meal wiggling back and forth within him, creating strange shifting bulges along his fur. This merely awakens his stomach in response, which did its best to clench on the meal, squeezing taut slippery flesh onto his prey. The combination of all these sensations is too much on the poor pokemon, leaving Blitz feeling his eyes start to sag. They shut and then snap back open a couple times as he lets out a low yawn, and then he fully nods off to recover from it all.

Part of that recovery, of course, was going to be digesting this poor Lugia within his gut into sludge and his belly was certainly eager to start on this process. His internal fire kicks up, raising the quilava's body temperature significantly while acid dribbles in from the sides at a remarkably slow pace. It takes over an hour in order to build up to a puddle large enough to submerge even the bottom ten percent of the meal. An hour in which the lugia spends the time crying out and growling, while his body is bound in place as if it's been sealed up in a vacuum bag. Indeed, it seemed as if the pokemon was going to be unable to move for the rest of his life there. Into the second hour parts of the Lugia's flesh was finally starting to feel the effects of the acids, with feathers falling off into the mire and blisters forming on the now exposed flesh, especially along the tail which was sitting the most into the liquid.

The digestion would indeed start at the tail and work its way up over the Lugia's body, growing faster as the pool deepened and time went on, exposing the more sensitive flesh within. In time, Elijah's body is racked with pain as muscles are falling off his tail into the slop while further away a good portion of his belly is left stripped down to the naked flesh, turning muscle and fat alike into soup. The spine exposes on the lower body, along with parts of the ribs and hips as more of the meaty treat is agonizingly churned away. The captain considers it a blessing each time one of his nerve centers goes through that fiery dissolution, as it then leaves the spot numb to the further damages of his figure.

Several days in, the Lugia is nearly completely submerged in the liquid and much of the flesh that remains is paper thin. Finally, his stomach ruptures, spilling out a cascade of sensitive organs. Liquid flows through that cavity up to his heart, wraps it up in an acidic vice grip, melting it away till it explodes, finally causing the creature to go still.

Even with that mercy, the quilava has a ton of meat to process and finds himself stuck in his position for nearly two weeks as he turns every bit of that poor creature into a messy chyme. During all this, Blitz finds himself in and out of consciousness, recovering from his injuries and being lazy overall. The liquids and solids leave his belly, squelching through his intestines, and while some of it is put to good use, a lugia is far too much nutrition to be useful in one go for a poke that's less than 1% its body weight. The large intestine squeezes and chops and pushes that muck further along, firming it up for release until it comes to rest at the pokemon's tail hole

Finally, it would seem that it's time for the quilava to finally get a chance to deflate himself from that mass of a meal. He relaxes and feels a sensation that's sharp and painful against his rump, as a large bone pushes out with the first log, and upon a quick glance over his shoulder, it reveals itself as the captain's skull. The shit-smeared beak and muck filled eye sockets begin to extrude as the engine to a very long and messy train that's sure to follow. White feathers poke free here and there as the first mass lands wetly on the ground. His tail hole feels like it's stretching wider than his body as more starts to flow, coming much more freely now as the pokemon grunts, closing his eyes together in pain.

Bone filled packet after bone filled packet tears at his asshole, leaving him grunting and aching the entire time as he comes to regret the decision to eat his captain. Corded bits of leather and metal gear, including a set of tarnished pistols, show prominently in the steady stream. Several bags of various equipment come out in tatters, having replaced their contents with deep brown shit, while what had been inside of them was dotting through the various snakes that had exited his body. The stench of something so hot as to be left a still steaming mess when it comes out is unbearable, even to the pokemon who was creating it, leaving him gagging hard. The odor is enough to wilt the plants in the area as pockets of gas intersperse with the logs, providing a momentary relief to his ass before the slop begins to flow once more.

By the time Blitz is finished with everything, the pile he's left is big enough to fill a dump truck and he's finally close to walking around. That had been 4 hours of labor and it left him absolutely exhausted and his tailhole stretched to its very limit. He would not be walking straight for the next couple of days for sure. Still though, there had been a lot of water in that pokemon and he had a last bit to leave. Hiking his leg, he relaxes and lets a river of piss flow out, splashing unfortunately against his belly before it starts to stream off. Hot urine flows for a good ten minutes as a solid stream before it starts to peter out, adding that acrid scent of ammonia to the stench of processed lugia that hung painfully in the air. Finally Blitz finds himself on the ground, though a fair bit chubbier. The captain was going to take a long while to work off. Hopefully that wasn't going to impact his ability to hunt or find a mate. At least he no longer had to worry about servicing his former captain, leaving him a free quilava. Even with all around him though, he's so worn out from the ordeal that he passes out once more. Only in the next morning will he be able to wander away and clean off.