FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The sunlight peered through the forest canopy, casting light on the rotten berries on the forest floor, decomposing and giving back to their descendants through their wooded ancestors. More importantly, the shade that the leaves provided gave the tribes and other lone Pokémon that resided within ample shade to cool off, after a long morning of trekking through the never-ending and untamable Vulrakian forests. A partnership of a Delphox and an Absol, the former had dealings with the forest at her extremely young age, once fearing the cries and warring throughout the forest only hunting for the rotting scraps on the floor, now actively searched to dominate in battles with the forest loners and extremely hostile tribes. Using juices from the berries that she came across, she had etched in spirals and stripes, as a way of showing that she was a fellow native, and more importantly, wouldn't get attacked on sight by a tribe in case they accidentally started a war. Her Absol partner was no stranger to the wilderness either, although the island of Vulrak proved to be more brutal than her home of Shinovo. She opted to experience that rush of predatory prowess she had in her youth, hunting in her mega form, the first time she had in years. The Delphox was a bit more classy in her style, using her species' natural cloak to hide her breasts and privates while the Mega Absol went commando.

"The bushes are getting tougher." Em, the Delphox commented, using her blazing stick as a machete, slashing and burning the forest's natural fortifications. Making sure to utilize her control over her fire to smother the flames after they could get through. "I'm not sure about you, Violet. But I'm looking forward to actually earning my meals now."

"Plum, the strong comb out the weak. As predators we're doing a service to the clans here, we're making them stronger!" Violet argued, with an arm resting on Em's shoulder. "Easy meals help us fight to get our stronger ones."

"That's not what I meant," Em responded with a sigh. "I just want a challenge again. I wanna feel like a young Braixen again."

"With all the issues that came with it?" Violet queried, now leaning against Em. "Alcohol abuse, commitment issues, womanizing..."

"That's how I won you, is it not?" A grin appeared on Em's face. "Parts of that old Em still exist within me, it's that feeling when I'm in heated combat, it's like a shot of adrenaline!"

"Good to know you still remember why we came out here, Plum," Violet mentioned jokingly. "Still to meet those voracious tribes that everyone warns me about..."

"We should be getting into their territory now," Em recalled, she had lost the map only a few days into their journey as a result of an ambush by a few co-ordinated outcasts. A Scyther and a Pinsir. Admittedly roughed them up well but once the battle got serious they got crushed under their weight in no time, now swinging from Em and Violet's hips.

"Wonder who we'll meet next?" Violet raised another question, to never be a non-stop barrage during the journeys but it kept the two busy. Pokémon are the most sociable beings on the planet after humans went extinct after. "I'd kill to guzzle down some Poison-types. Taste of nostalgia!"

Em halted after hearing what Violet had said. "You wouldn't be sweating right now would you?" She calmly questioned, scanning Violet's body. Indeed there was a large collection of purple drops forming and sliding from her chest.

"Don't worry about the pheromones, Plum." Violet calmly responded. "You've lived with me so long you're practically immune to them now!" That wasn't so reassuring, considering both had a history of preferring to utilize their silver tongues. Em looked at her hand briefly and shook her head, nose tingling. She was probably right.

"Look, this way seems as if it's already been traversed recently." Em changed the topic, extending her wand to the left, the sliced plants creating a rudimentary path that extended for as far as their eyes could see. "I think we've found a good lead on a tribe."

"How would you know?" Violet tilted her head, crouching and further inspecting the varied plants and vines doting the forest floor. "Anyone could've slashed through these..."

"Well?" Em questioned, crouching next to Violet, meeting her head height. "Tell me, what are the differences from the path I've been clearing compared to this one here? I can already spot a few..."

Violet examined the path for a few minutes, attempting to shut out the loudening cries surrounding them. "I'm not seeing any berries on the floor." She noted.

"That's one. It'd take a good group of Pokémon to hoard them all up." Em approved with a nod. "What else do you see?"

Violet squinted her eyes at the ground. Em raised to her feet, Violet joining shortly after. "Look at that tree there." Em pointed to a tree, small glints of lights shimmered onto an emblem, a blue crescent moon surrounded by a few red streaks extending from the moon, was painted onto the wood, it looked fairly fresh, some drops of excess paint looked as if it rolled down the bark.

"That looks like an emblem..." Violet commented, stepping towards the bark.

"It's a warning for traps," Em answered, placing a finger onto one of the red streaks. "That's what the red streaks mean. I'm assuming the crescent moon is the emblem of their tribe."

"So this crescent tribe set up traps down this path?" Violet inquired, continuing down the path. Slowly stepping and keeping her eyes open for traps. "Didn't know you spoke the native languages, Plum."

"I don't." Em bluntly responded, digging her claws into the sides of the tree, heaving her body up to the treetops. Once she reached the tip of the trees, she hooked her feet into a branch on the canopy and swung down to find contact with Violet. Calling down to her. "I just know how things work here."

"How the teacher becomes the student." Violet folded her arms, releasing a slight sigh. "Are you gonna come down or keep showing off how well you can navigate trees?" With that question, Em's claws released her grasp from the tree, plummeting toward the ground. With a front flip in mid descent landing flawlessly on both of her feet.

"You'll ask: 'You haven't changed in the past 20 years, haven't you?' Am I right?" Em spoke with a grin. That youthful tingle rang throughout her body.

"Nice try." Violet laughed, walking further down the path. "You really haven't changed in the past 20 yea-"

THUNK!

A spear, 30 centimeters in length barreled past Violet's head, the air grazed her head as the spiked metal tip collided with the tree sitting behind her. The head dug deep inside the bark, giving the tree a new manufactured branch. Violet remained paralyzed for a few seconds, her life flashed before her. Em rushed towards her, incautiously trodding on the vines and other flora that fell onto the path recently.

"Told you." Em chided, placing her back to Violet's watching their flanks. A blazing blue flame ignited on her wand, pointing it in the general direction of the spear's origin. A single movement could set off a blast of tension sucked up by the prolonged moments of silence.

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Rustle!

Fwooosh!

The second the rustle hit Em's eardrums, she released the bolt of fire in the general direction of the noise, above a small bush to her right. The bolt whizzed by the bush, continuing deeper into the forest. A complete miss.

"Whoa!" A voice exclaimed a plea from within the bush. "I don't want to harm you, please. Don't hurt me!"

"That shot was... Absolutely horrible." Em sighed, her body relaxed a little, conjuring another flame on the tip of her rod. "Alright, out of the bush. Maybe I'll let you off even after I've embarrassed myself."

An Absol, a meter smaller than either of the two sheepishly walked out from the bush, hands raised. His tattoos on his body were similar to the ones on the tree. Although it was a similar, yellow crescent instead of a blue. "I set up one of the traps incorrectly and it fired while I was loading it!" He pleaded, dropping to his knees. "I'm so sorry!"

"Well, this has just sucked all the fun out of this encounter..." Em frowned, canceling her next attack, sheathing the wand in her cloak.

"What do you mean?" Violet questioned, bumping her elbow into Em's. "Look how adorable he is!" She squealed, dashing towards the Absol. Violet began squeezing his cheeks, patting his head, and finishing with an embrace.

"I don't get hugs and head pats?!" Em scoffed, huffing and folding her arms, offended. "It'd be a good change from all the kinky stuff we do..."

"I feel kinda funny..." The Absol commented, further tightening his grip around Violet, huffing in more of her natural scent.

"Oh, you do?" Violet cooed, lowering her head to his, wrapping her chest around most of his upper torso. "I can make it feel aaaaaall better~" She pressed her lips into his, retracting after a few seconds. A purple mark in the form of Violet's lips pressed onto his. His red eyes slowly turned to purple, his breath becoming visible, and breathed slightly.

"It feels so good..." He whispered at Violet, losing himself in the ecstasy of the fumes.

"I know, I know," Violet whispered back, ruffling his fur. "What's your name, sugar-plum?"

"It's Rì." The Absol answered, staring deeply into Violet's blue eyes.

"That's a weird name," Em interjected. "Then again I'm not too adjusted to the naming conventions here."

"Anyway, Rì," Violet spoke, blowing a kiss toward Rì. "Me and my partner are looking for a place to stay tonight, think you could take us back to your settlement?" She asked in the most polite manner that she could.

"Of course!" Rì nodded, jumping to his feet and striding towards the path. "It's about an hour's walk this way!"

"Looks like we got one!" Violet said gleefully, pivoting towards Em. "You can thank me later, Plum."

"Don't know if I can last an hour!" Em widened her maw, and her stomach growled, resonating through her esophagus and throat. "Might need to snack on that meat en route!"

"What? And be instantly attacked because we're a duo of strangers entering a tribal village?" Violet shook her head disapprovingly. "Thought eating Absol went against your morals anyway."

"And wouldn't eating one of your own species be cannibalism?" Em mused. Walking along with Violet close behind Rì. "I wonder..."

"I guess it is." Violet sighed with a shrug. "But food is food! Don't care who it is as long as they don't taste bad..."

"Battle plans." Em blurted, revolving to a new subject. "If we wanna feast on these guys we'll need a plan to put them under submission."

"I can just always use my pheromones," Violet stated, motioning to Rì, still under the influence of the constant fresh pheromones being pumped into his body.

"Yeah but what if that doesn't work!" Em retorted, glancing up toward the canopy.

"Does that mean you want to show off again?" Violet dug her right shoulder into Em's left, pressing up against her.

"I think you've had plenty of time to show off," Em said, with a chuckle.

"Fair enough," Violet replied nonchalantly. "How do you want to do this?"

"You can go in and try talking them up," Em pointed both of her index fingers, the left at Violet and the right at Rì. She waited for a nod of confirmation from Violet and retracted them after it was given. "I'll hide in the canopy and ambush them if need be."

"Got it," Violet attentively responded. "I'll make sure this little cutie doesn't sober up any time soon."

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"We're approaching my village now, Miss!" Rì announced, halting the otherwise fairly brisk pace of walking, turning around to face Violet.

"Oh please, Rì. I'm a Mrs!" Violet giggled, giving him a rewarding peck on the cheek.

Em dug her hand and feet claws into one of the trees behind them, slowly scuttling up by unhooking and using her claws to puncture the bark, the holes acted like a rudimentary ladder allowing her to slowly ascend to the canopy. She could see above the foliage surrounding the path, noting something directly on the path at least a couple of miles away. A plume of smoke, and the tips of flames that created them. She couldn't see much of the assumed encampment other than that, apart from multiple makeshift roofs all circular in nature, they occupied the gaps between the trees crafted from tree branches that had fallen onto the forest floor.

"I have a pretty decent view from up here!" Em called down to the two, still in mid-conversation. Violet confirmed with a thumbs up and a smile. Em watched as Violet and Rì continued up the path.

Em hopped from branch to branch, tree to tree. Slowly encroaching on the village with each weighted shake of the branch. A better look at the village revealed more about its layout and especially its inhabitants. All Absol, a sea of white and blue fur all contained in a wooden-spiked wall surrounding an impressively sized oval of the area within the forest. They all appeared to be facing towards one in specific, who in return was facing the sea, propped up by a stand. Some shouting could be heard but completely incomprehensible. Em turned her attention to the branches ahead, scanning for a good overlook. There, at the right edge of the encampment, stood a tree. It was rooted inside the borders of the encampment, facing away from the sea of Absol within the village, beneath it, was a small huddle of bushes conveniently covered by the shadow of said tree. Although, there was still a considerable distance to cover, and a massive horde she didn't want to disturb. Yet.

Meanwhile, Violet guided by Rì entered the village, the gates already swung open, inviting her inside. The ramparts affixed with certain defining features of specific Pokemon: Sticks wielded by Braixen or Delphox dangling from ropes wrapped around the spikes, a similar treatment given to a handful of necklaces of Mismagius, the horns of Houndoom, the star tail from Luxray... Violet gulped, to Rì's obliviousness. The first thing Violet could see when she entered was the swarm of Dark-type felines all gathered around the assumed leader, decorated in a dress that once belonged to a Delphox, its size compared to the leader caused it to trail on the floor behind him.

"Hey everyone!" Rì hollered while striding into the village. Everything froze for a split second, the entire tribe turning to face the newcomers. "I set up all the defenses, and I met a really cute friend too!" Violet could only wave sheepishly at this sudden attention she was garnering.

The leader stared down Rì, halting after noticing his purple eyes. "Rì!" He exclaimed, a curious crowd slowly advancing toward Violet, a hostile stare on their faces. "You seem different. Are you ok?!"

"I've never felt better, sir!" Rì responded a massive beam spread across his face, and he exhaled. A psychical purple fume expelled with his breath, causing the crowd to leap back in terror with their leader.

"He's being controlled by the mega!" A female in the crowd chided, erupting the crowd into roars and whoops, now skulking as a singular unit towards Violet, a ballet comprised entirely of Absol.

From above the forest floor, the colbur berry tree filled with ripened colbur berries was being harvested, each berry being plucked from the tree and vanishing from view. A hungry maw clamped down on a singular berry, the teeth expertly avoiding the many spikes manufactured to hook onto Pokemon so it may grow elsewhere. The juices spurted from the berry into the maw, which slowly chewed it, feeling the spikes deflate with the amount of juice that was spilling down the throat. Em inspected the next colbur she plucked from the tree. Another perfectly ripe berry. She dropped it into her pouch on the right, which was already filled with other colbur berries she deemed acceptable. She continued spectating the manic scene occurring on the forest floor, the cogs in her head grinding. With each bite, her focus deepened, she wielded her wand and began tapping it on her head.

"Arceus." She whispered, witnessing fingers being flailed and words being exchanged by both sides, incoherent shouting clouded her mind. She saw a straggler, who watched his flock from a distance.

"Let's start by thinning this herd out a little." She announced quietly, extending her wand out in the direction of the lone Absol. She flicked her wand, and a small blue force appeared around her first target, slowly lifting him off the ground. He tried to wiggle his way out of the grasp, proving futile while surrounded by the sudden blue force. Em yanked her wand back. The Absol started flying up to the tree. Em widened her maw, her target's back turned to her. The cage pulsed in excitement, thick layers of drool mixed with the juice from the colbur berry began to leak from her maw, spilling onto the forest floor. She gulped, the mangled colbur berry sinking down her gullet. A grim foreshadowing of the fate of her prey.

Dad, if you're watching me from up there, now would be a good time to look away! Her final thoughts before the head of her first Absol breached her cavernous mouth, his head stared upwards, face getting a slathering of salvia as Em's telekinesis hastily ferried her quarry into her throat, his body rubbing her uvula. ullllp! A hefty gulp, mixed with a push from her telekinesis caused her prey's descent into her gut instantaneous, his legs being the last thing to see the light of day before vanishing down her red, pulsing throat. The first Absol out of at least a hundred entered her acidic pit. A small white bulge extruded from her dress, releasing her grasp from her prey causing an instant jolt of struggle from the trapped Absol.

"That tickles!" Em gleefully commented. She giggled and scratched the fur on her stomach. "Now, let's have some of your friends join you..." Em scowled back at the scene ramping up in intensity, another Absol took a step back from the crowd, nervous sweat on her forehead. Another easy straggler. The telekinetic force enveloped the second target, with another yank of her wand, Em drew the next Absol into her maw, feet first. This time, she let her prey sink down slowly, her fangs ran through her thick coat of fur while her tongue sat idly below the body, absently tasting the Absol's bitter-sweet flavor. Sure, the initial taste was bad, but the finish was excellent and the thick texture of the fur was reminiscent of other fluffy Pokemon she had the pleasure of devouring, dampening from her saliva and malting on her tongue. The Absol couldn't see her predator, only hearing the content noises bellowing from within Em's throat and the anticipated groaning in her stomach, already churning the first Absol into pulpy chyme, ready to be put to better use... Another gulp pulled her quarry's body deeper into her, the head being the last thing to see from the outside, the freedom from within Em's throat.

Alright, I guess I should start with the backline now... Em strategized, producing a handful of Colbur berries from her right pocket, her measured movement halting with any sudden twitch in her arm. The berries almost tumbled onto the forest floor with each shake. She reeled her arm back and with a forceful release, the berries catapulted across the empty cone of field overlooked by the tree, the berries latched onto the grass, spikes covering all flanks.

Three, four, five... seven? Em was counting per Absol she picked off from the shrinking backbone of the swarm. Although it appeared she fudged her counting. Her belly was now visibly swollen, swelling up even further as she gulped down two twins, straining her throat, esophagus, and jaw which had hurriedly conveyed them through her digestive system. The oddly affectionate wagging of one of their tails, spread a massive grin on Em's face, gulping them both down.

"No, no I couldn't have had that many before these two... otherwise the next would be my tenth..." Em conversed with herself, tapping the butt of her wand against her engorged belly. She leaned against the tree, placing all of the pressure on the thickest part of the branch. Bending it downward...

SNAP!

"OOOOOOH-'' Em exclaimed, the snapping branch sliding her down into a bush below the branch. Her belly and hands assisted in breaking the fall, her arms ached and a small spurt of bile erupted up her throat. Utilizing her belly, she hastily rolled back onto her feet. Continuing to churn away at the handful of Absol means contained within. "No...." She whimpered, coughing at the aftertaste of her bile replacing the sweet finish of her previous prey. The bickering that had filled the area had now ceased.

Em poked her head out from the bush, rustling the twigs closest to the bottom as her body began to rise, to a horde of Absol glaring directly at her, their leader remaining cautiously near them.

"It's a witch!" One of the members howled, finger pointed at Em.

"Indeed." The leader commented. The army stood still, watching the figure, obvious to the trap before them waiting to be sprung.

"Didn't realize I had fans in these parts." Em retorted, stifling the gurgles and churns of her belly with rustles of movement in the bush.

"I don't think you realize the gravity of your situation..." The leader chuckled, and with a smirk on his face he motioned in the general direction of Em. "Apprehend her."

A stampede of Absol charged towards the bush, the result of a sheer number of footsteps stomping the ground in unison quaking the earth, it was either move or get trampled!

sqqqsh...

The colbur traps now trampled by and impaled multiple of the charging Absol, sending the super-effective juices through their bodies, tripping over the mass of berry that remained. They began to collide with the forest floor, entire bodies implanting their silhouettes into the grass, the backlines hurdled over the falling front lines, some tripping over while others succeeded. An impressive amount of the horde sliced down to a fraction from such a simple strategy. One collided right next to the bush, so close yet so far from success. Her head was dragged into the bush, unable to fight back against the force pulling her in. Nothing else noticing the legs vanish into the bush.

"Hypnosis, a classic move with lots of applications!" Em quietly iterated after effortfully gulping down the ninth victim of her voracity. Her position inside the bush suddenly bolstered with the new addition in her belly.

"Too bad none of your friends don't know what's in their head, nor what happened to you." She cooed into her belly, pressing a kiss onto the struggling bugle of Absol meat trapped inside. "Your purpose will be to please a new master, once you've gone to the correct places~"

"What did she do?!" The leader's voice boomed, trudging through the field drenched with the sour colbur fluid, stepping over the semi-conscious bodies of his underlings. Another Absol collided with the ground, one leg poking inside the bush. Em yanked it inside, hastily finding the other leg and slurping him down. The bitter flavor changed to sour, stinging her taste buds. With constant blinking eyes from the overabundance of sourness, she slurped down her 10th prey like a noodle.

Em closed her eyes, traveling back up top to the head still peeking above the bush. "So is a blind rush the best tactic you've got?" Em taunted, she raised a finger, beckoning the leader to her.

"Doesn't matter." The leader spat onto a small space between him and another fallen Absol. "You're still heavily outnumbered."

Em sighed, "You guys really are just blinded by ego, huh?" Another Absol was dragged under the bush, this time from a slightly farther range, Em's hand stretched out and dragged the heavy body as hard as she could. Taking a few moments with each tug to regain strength.

"Says the cocky witch." The leader spoke, glaring daggers into Em. A minute slowly passed, the entire village clambering at the breath for a response. The leader cautiously stepped over stray berries and prone bodies, approaching the bush and branching from his force.

"You haven't noticed any differences with your people, anything?" Em tilted her head, frowning. "I'll need to show you at some point, once they all go down..."

"What are you insinuating?" The leader's question caused Em, under the bushes to facepalm, dragging another Absol in an arms reach into the bush, one that the leader could at least notice... right?

"My, my." Em's tone began to wry. "Does stupidity run in the family, or is it just not your day?" The mocking words began to visibly enrage the leader, muttering curses under his breath. The breaths from his nose visually fired rapidly and steamed into thin air.

"You... YOU..."

"You'll yell: 'DON'T YOU INSULT ME ON MY TURF, WITCH!'" Em's voice turned into sudden roars of anger as she spoke out the predicted words, her face flared up while she yelled, before quickly returning back to normal. Let's see if I still got it...

"DON'T YOU INSULT ME ON MY TURF, WITCH!" The leader roared, completely ignoring what Em had stated prior, barreling over the rest of his collapsed tribe, one claw filled to the brim with dark energy, ready to swipe directly into that smug witch's face!

"Then come get me, you oaf!" Em delivered one final taunt, her foe mere steps away from her stationary position into the bush.

SWIPE!

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WHAM!

Em, cut down in one measly swipe, tumbled over, her existence vanishing into mere nothingness a second after she was felled. Vaporized. The leader's claw was wedged into the tree Em once used to watch over the village, cut so deep that his claws and the front of his arm weren't visible, almost cutting through the entire tree! He panted, regaining his strength and expelling it on attempting to dislodge his arm from the tree. For all her bark, it seemed that this witch had no bite...

The leader turned to cheer his tribe, only to finally notice... A blue silhouette of energy surrounded one of his tribemates, lifting her into the air, levitating for a few seconds allowing him plenty of time to get a good look before she lifted her body and darted into the bush. Loud slurping noises resonated from within the bush, then the rustling of leaves as Em's body ascended from darkness, loose leaves, and branches from the swipe littering her head. Within her gullet was his tribemate, her head still peeking out from within, a grim, terrified look on her face, within another few seconds, he watched, powerlessly as Em gulped her down, a hefty bulge on her throat showcasing the quick descent into her massive belly-bulge of Absol, now extruding far past her cloak, pushing it into her armpits, it gleefully gurgled and churned away at the high-quality meat inside, the early arrivals already too late to save.

"Even if that wasn't something in your head, you'd still be too late..." Em snickered, wiping her slobber-drenched maw. "I'll get to you later, only fitting that the leader goes last right?"

"I can't... believe... you..." He cried, only rage-filled, tearless sighs exited his airways gripping his arm and pulling to no avail.

"That smug, goofy grin has vanished I see," Em commented, a smug grin erupting on her face. "Seeing egotists like yourself getting knocked down a peg gives me a sense of serenity." Em turned to face another unfortunate Absol, flicking her wand and enveloping them inside her telekinetic grip, dangling them above her mouth, she released her grip, the combination of gravity and the extra power from Em's throat hastened the descent twofold, the belly extended once more, closing to the edge of the bush.

The once-proud leader spectated as tens more of his brethren all uniquely met their maker in the form of Em, each hunk of meat deposited into her belly caused it to expand, crushing the bush at the halfway mark and on course to touch him by the time she was finished! Each one blowing his ego like Em was releasing a bide that she was charging ever since she laid eyes on the tribe. The leader tried to find the words to speak, unable to focus while watching each member's expression as they entered Em, the further she devoured, the more content they appeared to be with their fate.

"Why?!" He finally called out after witnessing the last member enter her gargantuan belly. "Why are you doing this?"

"I guess I do owe you a bit of an explanation don't I?" Em nodded, placing her elbows onto the swelling mass, using her hands to cup her head and rest. "You see, myself and my wife embarked on this hunt to get that youthful glow running through us again..."

"What does that have to do with anything?" The leader demanded, scoffing.

"If you'd shut your mouth before I put you into mine then you'd know," Em answered with a snarl. "Anyway, where was I? Oh right!"

Em returned to a neutral smile, continuing to reminisce. "Old me, she wasn't as merciful to her meals as I am now. You see, I liked toying with my food, seeing that confident, smug grin dissipate into fear, it fuels me then and fuels me now!" Her smile turned into a frown as she spoke her last sentence. "Although you've just sucked all the fun out of it because you're being a sulky sue. Pokémon back in my day were less emotional, didn't feel as bad."

"So you just devour and fuck with Pokémon because they seem egotistical?!" The leader exclaimed in retort, Em silently nodded for a few seconds.

"You finally got something right! Well kinda, it's in the reverse order..." Em corrected, poking her tongue out. "It's one thing to knock bullies, egotists, and just assholes in general down a peg. Eating them gives them a good lesson to learn for their reincarnation!"

The leader couldn't respond before Em lifted herself back up, flicking her wand in order to levitate her massive belly, effortlessly stepping forward a few steps before releasing, trapping the leader's legs between the tree and Em's massive swirling gut.

"Do you feel them?" Em inquired, flicking her wand once more, the blue energy now enveloped the tribe leader, freeing his arm from the tree. "Their wriggling feels so good~" She cooed, pressing the swirling, squirming gut deeper, the leader could feel the horns, heads, legs, all different tribemates being digested at the front of her belly, all pressing against the leader, pleading, begging for freedom.

"What about the mega? Is she your..." The leader queried, his voice dropping off before mentioning the status of Em and the Mega Absol.

"Yes, she's with me." Em complied with an answer, accompanied by a giggle. "She'll be the one appraising me once I'm done with all of you~"

"I... accept my defeat... just get it over with." The broken leader exhaled, glaring in any other direction where he couldn't see any form of Em, however awkward that appeared to be.

"As I said, you really sucked the fun out of this." Em flicked her wand once again, the all too-familiar blue glow consumed his body. "But if I may give you a piece of advice for your next life..."

"What is it?" The leader stared his predator in the eyes, watching Em give the tree a hard THUMP with her left hand. Opening her palm, allowing a single colbur berry to fall into it.

"If you reincarnate as a dark type..." Em slid the berry onto his horn, piercing it, the sour juices began to leak out all over his horn, and the tip protruded from the impaled berry, covered in its juices. "Don't eat colbur berries." Em poked one of the head-shaped bumps on her belly.

"Wait wha-" His question was dismissed by Em's maw, beginning to slowly drag him deeper, Em's tongue eagerly got to work, darting around his chest with every centimeter that entered her, tasting the delicate fur malt and dampening in her maw, he could feel the copious amounts of fur wedged between Em's fangs stroke his fur, some of his own loose fur latching on to the growing mass. His cloak provided an extra spice in addition to that bittersweetness she had all but grown accustomed to, that sour hint aiding this oddly tasty concoction of flavors. His horn prodded Em's uvula, just like many others before him. The roaring crashes of Em's stomach acids resonated through her throat, hearing the muffled, anguished cries of his brethren below as they were slowly crushed by Em's claustrophobic stomach lining. The fleshy, acidic walls push the sea of acid ever higher bathing more and more prey in its digestive fluids. Em blissfully tasted her final prey, short gulps ferrying the leader into her throat as she began tasting the nectared stains of the nether regions, gagging briefly, instinctively swallowing the rest of him down. Descending this tribe to its final resting place. Em's belly. Em swirled her wand in the air, transferring her telekinetic energy to hoisting her gut, allowing her to slowly yet steadily step over to Violet.

Em's belly collided with the ground, with an audible SLAM! bumps on her gut jutting and lurching forward, her meal once more attempting to escape with minimal results. Violet patted the Absol-shaped bumps, snuggling Em's belly.

"Can't believe how easy that was." Em gloated, attempting to reach over her belly to wrap Violet, but only reaching halfway over her belly. "Where's that kid you charmed anyway?"

"Oh well, I got jealous of seeing you getting such a massive fill that I had my ass-snack while you were eating!" Violet stood back, her plush belly wobbling with each step she took, swinging from one side to the other. Rì, already transformed into goopy pulp, ready to add to Violet's voluptuous figure. "Well, Rì let himself in, to be honest."

"All talk and no fight." Em sighed, tutting shortly after. "How about you even it out as I do? Mind games can be played with words and on the field you know!"

"At Least I'm not lazy and just pluck unsuspecting prey from the air..." Violet rebutted, pressing her belly against Em. The mountainous chamber of digestion powering Em's energy and voracity was no comparison to Violet, for now at least...

"How did you use telekinesis on these dark types anyway?" Violet added with a question after a long pause, wincing.

"Easy." Em's arm flailed in the direction of the tree she stood on, attempting to point her finger at the small number of berries still remaining on its branches. "They had a diet of colbur berries it seems colbur berries, nullify the effectiveness of dark-type moves. When consumed by a dark type, their abilities get suppressed for a short amount of time."

"So they've eaten so many of those berries that their Dark-type abilities have been diminished?" Violet pondered, rubbing Em's belly with her left hand while attempting to support its entirety in her right.

"Right," Em confirmed with a nod. "Probably didn't know the side effects..."

"Anyhow..." Violet perked up, peeking above Em's furry mass. "You should probably sleep off all this weight, Plum. That's what I'd do!"

"That's the plan," Em responded with a loud yawn, heaving herself up using her legs, her body rolled up above her swirling mass, Violet leaping back as we spectated Em creating her own gurgling bed. Hugging as much weight as she could, nuzzling her head into the mass. "Warm enough out here at least."

"I'll stay out on watch, I owe you one at least." Violet declared. Trodding from Em's personal space, laying down on the grass.

"More than one." Em raised a finger, and the rest of her body drooped down onto her belly. "You can repay in whatever means necessary."

"Deal." Violet beamed with a giggle. "Sleep well~"

...

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrpppppp!

Em's hefty belch, bellowing for minutes as she expelled every pocket of air that was trapped within her stomach for the past hours with it, carrying the remains of her many meals. A massive pile of Absol horns, caked in stomach acids sat on the grass, spread out as each one catapulted from her throat. The older ones are more weathered than the recent digestions. Em gagged on the final seconds of her belching, a bulge slithering up her throat. With a few choking coughs, it ejected from her throat onto the grass before her. The cloak that the leader donned, now laying mixed with bile and an acidic smell as a result of boiling in her stomach for hours. A small orange light flickered over her forehead as she returned to consciousness.

"Looks like someone's nice and plump now~" A familiar voice cooed, patting Em's head.

Em stood, instantly staring down to measure her gains. Her breasts immediately covered up any ability to check further below. The enlarged milky orbs pressed against the sides of her robes, the nipples half-exposed to the moonlight. They had grown to a cup size outside of the charts! They bobbed downwards yet playfully jiggled in time with any of her movements, retaining a youthful perkiness. Em pushed her right paw into her gut, slowly following the new waste line she had adopted, resulting overnutrition had caused the fur's luster to develop to a groundbreaking sheen. Her previous hourglass figure had dissipated to allow room for her gargantuan pride. It extended, jutting outward with every exhale and retracting back in rhythmically with every inhale. Her breathing became heavier, a small guttural resonance hiding behind her natural feminine tone. Her previous thigh gap had previously closed, providing support for her enlarged rear, the massive padded orbs extended half a meter back before collapsing back down and curving onto her rear, the asshole and rear of her pussy tucked snugly between the padded, toasty embrace of her asscheeks. Other loose constituencies of fat had bound themselves to her shoulders and swayed from her arms. Em slid off her cloak, grasping the new one from the ground, allowing Violet plenty of time to absorb the information into her mind.

"With those gains, everyone will think you're an apex predator!" Violet flusteredly commented, unable to hide her blush from Em.

"And they'd be right!" Em agreed, placing a hand on Violet's shoulder. "We're both apexes, in our own way."

Em unraveled the cloak, finding where each arm should fit, the location of pockets, and pouches, and wiping off any visible bile risking staining the cloak. As she wore it, the fabric began to pull into her sides, fully exposing and highlighting her chest area, the belly popping out before slowly being pulled back in. The cloak wasn't able to cover any of Em's ass, only mere millimeters of fabric protected the tip of her booty.

"You're..." Violet spoke. A jet of crimson shot from her nose, attempting to scramble words together to form a coherent sentence. "Really sexy!"

"I could say the same for you, but then again, when aren't you?" Em flirted back, pressing herself against Violet. "I could use a nice seat about now, I've got some fur in-between my teeth."

With a singular nod from her mate, Violet laid down on the grass, back exposed to Em's rump, blocking the moonlight. Em slowly lowered herself onto Violet's back, her head popping out from between her thighs, snugly fitting against the artificial thigh gap that was created. Em's buttcheeks wrapped around Violet's back, spilling further backward after coming into contact with the ground. The heat spread around Violet's body, relaxing her previously tensed muscles as Em's rump massaged her back with a few loving thrusts.

"Comfy?" Em asked Violet, who returned with an ecstatically content nod. "Good..."

Em chose the most pristine horn from the ground, bringing it to her maw after wiping the bile-drenched horn dry. She wedged it inside, holding it from the blunter base and using the sharper tip to dig into the gaps beneath her teeth, excavating large amounts of soggy fur from between her canines at the tip of her maw, attaching to the tip of the horn, only to be swept off onto the grass seconds later.

"You guys shed quite a bit huh?" Em commented, wedging the horn back into her maw, cleaving out the final particles of fur between her teeth. Cleaning the horn again and moving onto the next fur-filled hole to the right.

"I'd assume in a fairly humid forest like this, they'd shed pretty often," Violet responded, cupping her arms around Em's other thighs. "We are pretty fluffy though, the best Absol predators have fantastically oily pelts!"

"Like you!" Em spluttered as more strands of hair dislodged from her mouth. "I guess that's another reason not to mess with you then."

"You're the only person I'd let mess with me!" Violet pouted, gripping her index and thumb claws around a meaty clump on Em's outer thigh, squeezing it. "And I'd assume that feeling is mutual?"

"Obviously." Em tensed up, feeling the pinching in her thighs. "Although I'd rather not do it in the forest, prying eyes and all that." Em moved onto the next hole, filled with a smaller mass of fur wedged between her teeth, although getting more difficult to effectively insert the horn to clear out the fur.

"I mean we could do it here... We should be guarded enough..." Violet requested with pleading eyes, prompting a chuckle from Em as she completed clearing the top right side of her mouth, twisting the claw to attempt to upheave the remaining strands of fur on the bottom.

"Nice try." Em warmly responded, patting Violet's hair, a few strands of fur slowly traveling down from her maw in a bubble of droll, dangling a few centimeters away from Violet's face before plummeting to the ground. "If you're a good girl, I might consider at least buttering you up a bit."

"Like what you're doing right now?" Violet shot back, her pleading eyes turned to mischievous, a devilish grin spread across her face.

"Sort of," Em shrugged, plucking the final strands of hair from the right side of her maw. She slammed the excavation horn into her bottom canids. She grunted. "But we get to play the moan game. I always win anyway, you make your good points extremely obvious..."

"Well, maybe I like having you make me moan!" Violet argued, continuing to tease Em's thighs with a more intense squeeze. "But I want to do that to you too!"

"Then learn my tender points," Em raised a finger on her left hand, yanking her horn out, small balls of fluff spread around the immediate area as Em licked around the two free spaces between her canids. "You've had over 20 years to figure them out and it only took me a few months!"

A minute passed, Violet spectating Em clearing her left row of teeth, watching the horn get matted in the fur before being wiped away and thrust back into her mouth, then flipping her gaze to the neatly laid out collection of horns on the grass in front of her. "What do you plan on doing with these horns anyway?" She pondered, reaching over and grabbing a small diverse handful filled with varying durability. "Do you think you could make something from this?"

"Like a horn brush or something?" Em asked, frantically digging into her back teeth to free the small collection of fur that was collected there. "If I could blunt them a little I could try and make something if we have something that could glue them together."

"Can't you just use your psychic abilities? Violet asked, scooping up more horns in better condition while leaving the worst in the pile.

"I can only use something like that to twist or bend inanimate objects, I can move them too, of course, but anything I need to be done can't be done with what I've got..." Em explained, reaching out her free hand for Violet to deposit the horns onto.

"Well, I could use my spit for glue?" Violet suggested, spitting into one hand and holding it up to Em's face as it stuck to Violet's hand, unable to move. "It carries some of my pheromones so it's quite gloopy..."

The final strands of fur trapped in Em's mouth were released onto her horn, placing the horn and its fur-coated tip onto the grass to her right, removing her wand, and placing it in her recently freed hand. She began to slowly rub the horn against her wand making sure it only glided across the bark and not damaging the integrity of the wand. After ten minutes, the horn's tip began to resemble an appendage on a comb. She held it out towards Violet, a serious look on her face.

"Does this look blunt enough?" She inquired, Violet, affirmed with a nod. With a small grin now spreading on her face, Em plopped the horn on the left side of her lap. Bringing a new horn up to a different side of the stick and began rubbing. For the next 30 minutes, Em ground a collection of her horns. Blunting the tips at varying degrees of success, ready for fur grooming, checking with Violet every newly blunted horn. Violet retrieved a thick stick laying just inside the range of her arms, passing to Em, who in return thrust a horn in her face.

"Spit," Em commanded, Violet compliantly spat on the slight bump on the bottom of the horn, covering it in her noxious fluids. Em proceeded to slot the horn into the stick, with enough force, it breached part of the wood, the sludgy spit gluing the two together. "Good girl might want to find something to suck on to keep that saliva going..." Violet nodded, grabbing a smaller twig from the ground, tossed it in her mouth, and placed her attention on sucking it, keeping her saliva flowing.

"Hmmm... How's this?" Em held up the makeshift brush in front of her, far enough to enter Violet's view. It looked... Rudimentary. The horns, each one lower down the stick protruding further out, securely glued to the thick wooden base, each horn uniquely blunted to accommodate any kind of fur it may need to groom. "Not the tinkering type but I think it's a good first attempt."

"Looks fairly shoddy, but considering the circumstances, it's a good first try, Plum!" Violet positively responded, beaming. "I could probably teach you a thing or two about crafting things with natural materials."

"Hmmm, maybe." Em half-heartedly replied, finding an area of Violet's body not covered by her booty. There, her partner's own rear was still exposed to the night air, Em gave it a firm spank, prompting Violet to jump on the spot, blushing. "Mind if I groom some of this new assfat?"

"Go for it, Plum." Violet consented, returning her hands to Em's outer thighs playfully squeezing them. "I'll get my own playtime soon enough!"

"We'll see about that..." Em laughed, jiggling her legs as Violet hit her tickle points with squeezes and scratches. "Doubt you'll get out of the forest before you tackle me fanatically repeating you can't handle it anymore."

"How about a wager?" Violet offered. "If your prediction is true, I'll let you do whatever you'd like if that hot, taunting body gets to me. If I win, that pudge gets transferred to me, after some fun with it, of course!"

"Challenge accepted." Em welcomed this small challenge, a massive smirk curling on her face. Her eyes glinted, reflecting the moonlight. Her red eyes glistened as she stared into Violet's for a few seconds, this wager was already over...