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This is a story I was commissioned to write starring metallicanarchist's micro human Alonzo and me. :3 First commission of this year, and only my second ever time doing a commission for somebody else... Nor will it be the last; expect more stories in due time!

This story is marked Adult for nudity and suggestive (but fun!) slurpings. ;3 This was the first time I wrote micro stuff, and it was pretty entertaining to do!

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Alonzo & the Hungry Alley-Char by Charem

It was a clear day in Castelia City, the air crisp and salty from the ocean it bordered. Curling through the air was a slight breeze, not likely to be noticed much by the normal commuters of the city. But there was one person to which the wind felt quite blustery indeed...which wasn't surprising, considering he was merely three inches tall!

Alonzo considered himself rather ordinary, aside from his height. The human was going to visit a friend today a couple blocks down Oceanfront Road, though such a distance was certainly a fair bit longer journey for someone so diminutive! It was a good thing that he kept himself in decent shape with a trim yet toned form. After all, one had to stay fit if one wanted to travel much of anywhere without feeling tuckered out, especially at such a size.

All the same, Alonzo soon approached Narrow Street; his friend's house was just on the next block, and the intersecting road served as a good progress marker. Glad that the end of the walk was designed to curve down to the road rather than simply drop off, he slid down the curb of the sidewalk carefully and crossed the street with a casual whistle. Narrow Street was a bit of an oddity in that it was actually just a back alley--certainly not even zoning could explain why it had the honor of being given a street name--and thus no car traffic ever went down it. Still, the little human carefully monitored the busy road to the right as he crossed, in case a driver unfamiliar with the city attempted to turn into the intersection. Cars were obviously quite dangerous to him.

While Narrow Street had seen very little foot traffic that day despite it practically amounting to a back alley, there was at least one business open not far from Alonzo's current location called Café Sonata. Its customer base consisted mostly of salarymen getting off work, and for the time being it was much too early in the day for that sort of clientele. As such, the alley-street was empty of people, making it all the better as a hangout for...other creatures.

Permeating through the darkness of the area came a flickering light dancing along the waggling tail to which it was affixed. It was a Charmeleon, and from the looks of his apparel and other equipment he was a male pet Charmeleon--and from the size of his gut a well-fed one at that! Having been let out to go and get his Charmeleon on, he was currently sitting next to an empty dumpster and lazing about near the the end of the street. As he looked idly to and fro across Oceanfront Road, the fire lizard's collar jingled with a golden tag that now and again managed to glint off the light outside the alley, occasionally revealing the large "C" imprinted upon it.

His name was Charem, and he was reflecting upon how he didn't usually hang out in such a dark and dingy place such as this; nowadays, he was hardly a stray Pokémon. Still, he had found himself somewhat hungry that day, as was common for the reptile even after a heavy feeding, and had decided to stalk a meal. Normally his prey would be found out in the wild, but he was street-smart enough to know how to find a tasty creature without having to bother with crossing the city borders. This quiet alley seemed a perfect place to find the random Rattata or Pidove rooting around the garbage bins, and while the Charmeleon would never partake in such a filthy activity himself, he had no problem consuming those that would!

His plan was to rest quietly until he heard the sound of a yummy critter enter the premises. Problem was he'd been waiting over an hour without seeing so much as a crumb skitter by let alone his prey. The impatient lizard looked back at his tail with a maledictive glare, wondering if the light it created had something to do with his lack of success. Letting out a sigh, Charem stood on his hind legs and prepared to depart deeper down the alley so to try his luck elsewhere.

However, before he could leave, the Charmeleon spotted from the corner of his eye something moving just outside the alley, on Oceanfront Road. Something small...but potentially delicious...? Like a flash, Charem lowered his body near the ground, his four paws tense as he stood in a pouncing stance and faced his potential snack. To his surprise, it wasn't a Pokémon at all, but a...tiny human? The curious man looked like an adult and yet stood shorter than even a Joltik!

How very strange...and yet how very edible~

Alonzo paused on his crossing past Narrow Street as his foot had struck a pebble, which for something his size was quite an annoyance! Wincing, he leaned against the little rock as he inspected his foot. His shoe had protected him from any damage, but dang, that still smarted!

The distraction was all his predator needed, and in that instant the micro sensed a swift and swept breeze whip up behind him. Before he could turn to see what caused it and say anything more than "Huh?", a loud WHUMPH came from either side of him as two giant orange paws clasped quickly around his body, trapping him against those big pads! The shocked human struggled, unable to see anything but the orange--apparently scaly--hands all around him as he felt himself be lifted up, tumbled, and shuffled elsewhere. It seemed the offending creature who had the audacity to snatch him away was now taking him somewhere else...somewher darker.

Thankfully, the paws soon opened up again, allowing Alonzo to sit up atop a pad and collect his wits. A quick look around revealed he had been stolen away into one the darker parts of Narrow Street, and that his captor was a rather pudgy Charmeleon! The grinning fire lizard sat on the ground, his thin tongue licking his chops as he examined the tiny man by bringing him closer to his big-cheeked face and giving the micro a sniff. As if the human's suspicion wasn't past orange level already, the ravenous intent of the Pokémon became all the more transparent when the scaly's plump tummy let out a growling rumble.

"Oh, um..hello, Mr. Charmeleon. What's your name?" started Alonzo with a bit of an awkwar smile, rubbing the back of his head. The human was certainly not unfamiliar with the notion of creatures wanting to consume his tiny self, considering just how many creatures could and would very easily eat him without a second thought. Though the Charmeleon wasn't aware of it, Alonzo also knew there was no reason to lose his composure; indeed, he wasn't scared at all.

"Hello, Mr. Snack." responded the Charmeleon, sporting a toothy grin that couldn't quite disguise a mild sense of bemusement regarding the little man's lack of fear, "I'm Charem. What might you be up to today, Snack?"

The micro blushed upon hearing the Pokémon speak out so articulately and playfully, the lizard's hot and slightly spicy breath wafting over him as he resisted the urge to sneeze, "Well, before you interrupted me, I was on my way to visit a good friend. Not to say I'm upset or anything. My name is Alonzo, by the way...of course, you can call me whatever you like."

"How polite of you, Snack," Charem chuckled, a bit of drool dripping from his chops, "Although I'm surprised you're not upset. You do know that I'm going to eat you, right?"

Alonzo thought for a moment on this as he looked at the rather cute-looking Pokémon, unable to hide a knowing smile. Charem had obviously not guessed that "Snack" was actually quite used to getting eaten--many creatures had already done so--nor that he knew how to survive such situations. One could say he'd even grown to enjoy it...

"I do know," conceded the human, "and yet I also know I'm not really much of a meal for your big stomach, Mr. Charem. That in mind, why don't we go to my friend's home? She would certainly feed you up nice and full; she has a real soft spot for cute Pokémon like you. Plus, you could take me there much faster with those big four feet of yours than I could with my own two."

"Flattery and promises of more food...hehe!" laughed the Charmeleon, patting the tiny man atop his head with a claw, "You helpless little creatures, always trying to get out of getting eaten in whatever ways you can. Well, you're right that I could use more of a meal than you'd provide alone, but I'll settle with what I can get."

Alonzo shrugged, "I never said anything false, Mr. Charem. For one, I never said you couldn't eat me. You could carry me to my friend's in your belly?"

The Charmeleon's blue eyes perked up at that. Was the little guy telling the truth? The prospects of more food...could there be? The fire lizard gave off a "Hmm..." and pondered for while until he made his decision. He slowly lowered his paw and tilted it gently, letting the human slide down and stand atop his soft belly.

"Alright, then. Take off your clothes."

"Uh?"

"Your clothes don't look all that tasty," asserted the reptile as he lowered a claw to the micro's front, lazily poking under his shirt for a moment, "You'd taste much better naked. Plus, it's a good way for you to prove you're not trying to trick me. And if you aren't trying to trick me, then I'll take you up on your offer and take you to your friend."

"A-alright, that seems fair." stammered Alonzo, blushing hotter as the smooth and oddly cool Char-claw grazed against his chest. While he wouldn't openly admit it, the human had a preference for being eaten in a 'natural state' anyways! He sat down upon the fatty belly, raising his arms to allow the fire lizard's claw to remove his shirt and expose his somewhat muscular upper torso before working to untie and undo his shoes. Although the Pokémon's focused gaze gave him a bashful sensation, the diminutive man worked fast to strip his shoes and socks off and feeling relieved to wiggle his toes freely after such a long time walking. He then laid back on the plush Pokémon as he worked off his jeans, his unfastened belt buckle clinking as he kicked them off his legs. Now lying there in his boxers, the human paused briefly before thumbing shyly under the waistband and slipping this final article of clothing off as well to add it to the pile.

Charem happily watched this little stripshow, chirrbling a little as his pliable belly-pudge was rubbed and rolled from the micro squirming around. He was especially pleased once his morsel had fully undressed, the human having quite aptly proved his sincerity by now.

"Hehe...looks like I can trust you, Mr. Snack," remarked the Charmeleon with a wink, scooping the man back up into his paw and raising the human in front of his snout once more, "In return, I'll let you pick how I eat you. Fast...or slow?"

Having the option of such a choice caused Alonzo to blink--he was more used to the default 'grab-and-gulp' option. This Charmeleon must really like to play with his catches, he thought to himself, the image of Purrloin coming to mind. He swallowed a bit and hoped there wouldn't be those kind of claws and teeth involved, though he trusted Charem to handle him better than that.

"Mmm...how about slow?" softly spoke Alonzo as he leaned towards the lizard's breath, letting out a soft moan from the heat of it, "Nice and slow..."

The Charmeleon, amused but pleased at his prey's willingness, gave a nod, "Then let me introduce you to...my maw..."

Alonzo gasped as the fire lizard slowly parted his jaws, wider and wider... Thick strands of saliva hung from the Charmeleon's sharp but smallish teeth and drizzled wetly about the bottom of his pink-fleshed mouth. A few droplets of the drool splattered out against the human's bare body as Charem let out a slow sigh, the warm liquid sending a shiver down the micro's spine. Wiping some of it from his eyes, Alonzo peered towards the back of that expansive mouth, noting that the wide gullet entrance was simply--invitingly--hanging agape.

The tiny fellow's focus soon shifted, however, to the Charmeleon's tongue. Long and forked like that of a snake, Charem's tongue had been rather relaxed earlier, simply lazing at the bottom of his snout. Now, as the lizard moved his paw--and thus the man--right up to his lips, the maw-muscle stood up and stretched out before flopping right in front of Alonzo's feet. The forked tips started by tickling his toes, making the micro clench his digits pleasurably against the wet muscle, moving up across his ankles, then up his calves, then up his thighs...

Alonzo gave an involuntary shiver and gasp as the tongue continued to bathe him upwards in this manner, the Charmeleon pressing his catch down against the paw and flipping him over occasionally to savor the taste both front and back. With every upward stroke along his upper torso, the micro couldn't help but feel a pleasant sort of surprise at the level of controlled care and detail the Charmeleon gave upon him, flexing his arms and chest out against it and spluttering a little with a soft laugh whenever the tongue painted drool over his face! Soon enough his shining drippy body started to look as if he had run a mile through a bog...a very hot and drooly one at that! No one could fault the lizard for lack of thoroughness, the long tongue scrubbing and lavishing its slime everywhere from the micro's toes to behind the ears, even brushing along...well, perhaps it's best to leave such areas unmentionable, the human turning a bright red color just thinking about it...

After quite a bit of this treatment, the Charmeleon could no longer deny his predatory urges as the tongue switched from painter's mode to coiling around the human's legs in a continuous slick ribbon, Alonzo's heart beating louder as he noticed this change. Even as slick as it was, the tongue obviously knew how to grip its meals, and Alonzo felt slightly dizzied as the tongue tensed and raised up to lift him up off the reptile's paw by his legs and thus flip him upside-down! This rush to his head was fortunately short as the tongue greedily withdrew back into its 'home' with its passenger, the Charmeleon's jaws quickly closing shut with a SNAP as upper teeth clacked against lower!

The human's body had been wet before, but now he found himself entirely drenched as the tongue splashed him down into a shallow pool of thick saliva at the bottom of the Charmeleon's mouth. The lizard's long oral muscle, still curled around Alonzo's legs albeit more loosely now, gave the micro a moment to recollect himself again and adjust to the dim, almost flickering natural light of the fire-lizard's interior-space. Alonzo was even more delighted to feel Charem's mouth from the inside than he was from the outside, as it seemed even larger and more cavernous than before! He'd not been in a mouth like this in a long time! The dripping of drool from roof to floor constantly echoed about just like water dripping from a stalactite in a cave. The air was humid and dank, but also wonderfully-warm...and then there was that gaping gullet slightly beyond, leading to farther places unseen in the darkness but not wholly unknown...

Despite his fascination, Alonzo's attention was suddenly returned to the Char-tongue as he felt it begin to writhe and crawl higher onto his body, slithering upwards in a slow and methodical fashion not unlike a python surrounding its meal. The man couldn't help but blush brightly anew as that slick muscle once again brushed over his more unmentionable regions, trying to repress a shuddering moan from those mischievous tongue tines accidentally-on-purpose slipping into particularly sensitive crevices along that area as it climbed his form. Soon he felt his arms stiffening to his sides just in time for the curling tongue to wrap around his hands and lower sides, locking all his limbs where they remained. There would be no chance of struggling away from the tongue now...not that the human ever intended to do so in the first place!

The Pokémon let out a moan of his own as he continued to wrap his dexterous tongue more completely around the lil' morsel in his mouth, vibrating it around the snack as he did so. For such a small creature, the human's flavor was absolutely divine: clean, smooth, and meaty! Charem knew that he had to maximize the potential of that delicious taste--after all, this was one of the smallest yet most concentrated he could remember in a while--and continued to surround the micro more and more within his maw-muscle's embrace, all the while squeezing it firmly against every inch of the man's skin to soak up as much of that flavor as he possibly could!

The human, meanwhile, wriggled and gasped as the tongue 'hugged' him, the action nearly knocking the breath from his little lungs! Alonzo did not mind, however, even as the forked tongue-tip flickered against his face and wrapped all the way around to the top of his head! His breaths felt wetter and danker than ever as he was forced to inhale against the drooling tongue. Practically entombed by the Char-tongue, he felt like he was wrapped up in the warmest, snuggest, slimiest sleeping bag imaginable...and who COULDN'T love that?

Charem simply ADORED the taste of the little man who packed such giant flavor, interrupting his purrls of satisfaction only long enough to wipe his drooling chops with his forearm and shake off the copious amount of saliva onto the ground. It was rare for the Charmeleon, who practically copyrighted the concept of 'grab-and-gulp', to savor a meal for so long...especially one that could be sent down with a mere half-gulp at most. Even so, the lizard did savor this tiny snack, knowing his prey loved the embrace just as much as he loved the taste.

Alas, no Charmeleon can resist their voracious needs forever, and the little human soon noticed, even in the wrapped-up state he was in, that his center of balance was changing again. He could tell the tongue had lifted under him a bit, but that wasn't all... As the tongue also began to slowly unravel from around him, giving back his ability to look about the maw-cavern, he realized that the place had 'capsized', having shifted nearly 90 degrees up! The Pokémon had clearly tilted his head almost all the way back...! Alonzo couldn't help but feel a bit of vertigo as he looked straight down into the seemingly-bottomless throat entrance under him, sighing in relief as the tongue kept its secure hold of him rather than dropping him from such a height.

Acting on instinct and skill, the fire lizard flattened his tongue back against the bottom of his maw, making sure the maw-muscle remained at an incline. Still holding onto the human with the tip of his tongue, the reptile checked to see that the muscle was aligned and smooth, and then...

Alonzo had little time to react as the end of the tongue suddenly dropped him, plopping him down feet-first onto the downwards-slope! The smooth, slickened surface provided very little friction with the man's own smooth, slickened skin; therefore he began to slip quickly on down...down, down, down... The gaping gullet grew closer and closer as the micro went down the 'waterslide', the edges of the throat-port quivering in anticipation of its coming meal!

The Charmeleon had been wrong... Not even a half-gulp was needed for this little snack!

Parting like a gate upon contact with the naked feet, the very-welcoming throat simply let the little human fall right down, the gullet muscles remaining relaxed as Alonzo tumbled deeper and deeper, the elastic flesh safely breaking his fall here and there. As disorienting as it was, the man's face was flush with joyful delight, letting out a whoop and otherwise basking in the increasing though never unbearable heat as he fell down closer and closer to the Char's core.

"SPLOOSH!"

The final leg of Alonzo's fall was at last broken by a particularly viscous pool of slime, which wobbled and burbled around him as he shook his head clear. A quick gaze around confirmed that he had finally arrived at the Charmeleon's stomach pouch. This area was even more expansive than the Pokémon's mouth, the dim light present in this chamber not being quite enough to even see the 'roof' of the belly. Looking around closer to him, the human noticed with relief that the area was clear of any acids; in fact, there wasn't even an arid smell to the air here.

"How ya like it in there, Snack?" Charem's voice seemed to boom out from all around Alonzo, surprising him for a moment.

"It's actually pretty habitable in here!" shouted the human, swimming about until he reached the "shore" and stood up to walk around a bit along the edge of the fleshy chamber, feeling it squish underfoot and swell against him reflexively, "Comfortable too! But, um...you aren't gonna-"

"Digest you? No, no...I'll keep my word, like you kept yours. Besides, I don't do that to my 'happy meals' anyways," the Charmeleon chuckled, patting his belly and giggling at the feeling of the human staggering from the bounce and splashing back in the middle, "So, you ready to go visit your friend? First-Class seating on the Charem Express! I hope you appreciate that!"

Alonzo giggled at the statement, crawling out the pool again and rubbing the very elastic belly wall rapidly right back from the inside, "Sounds good to me! You really are a cute Pokémon."

"Rowrrrrr~" went the lizard, thumping his leg from the interior belly-rubs for a moment. Eyeing the human's discarded clothes still resting on his tummy, Charem daintily folded up the pile in his claws and slipped them against his collar buckle to keep them safe. "Well then, let's be off! All aboard!" chirped the Charmeleon, dropping to all fours and trotting contentedly from the alley, "The Charem Express is leaving the station! Next Stop: Alonzo's Friend's House! Choo-choo!"

"You really are a silly Pokémon too!" added the human with a chuckle after tucking himself snugly within a fold of the great wall for the trip. He'd have to catch this 'train' more often!