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Bulging Stripes.

As the darkness of the small black screen started to shimmer, static noises and fumbling taps on the device could be heard. The person handling the recording device was clearly not used to it, and one of the first clear images that came through was a close-up into the young man's nostrils as he tried to deduce whether it was on or not. Finally satisfied, he brought the camera out to an arm's length away from himself and smiled at it as it re-focused and had the image grow sharper.

"Hello there everyone! Miles here, and... uhm..." As the words failed the young man, he smiled a bit nervously. He wasn't yet used to speaking to an audience. "T-Today I will bring you somewhat of a treat! I've talked to most of you about my personal experiences before, but thanks to all my Vapotreon subscribers and donators, I could afford this new camera! And as promised, I will try to capture myself going down..."

The image blurred some as he quickly spun it around and targeted something yellow in the near distance, but it took a few seconds for the focus to centre on the target.

"This beauty!" Miles proudly proclaimed, even if his late-teen voice threatened to crack from his nervous state. The first time he had done this he had been way more nervous for personal reasons, but this time he was doing it in front of both the live audience of a few hundred and he would later upload the video online for anyone to see. A big deal, at least to him.

As the zoom and focus centred properly, one could see that the yellow-white blur amongst the larger blur of green, was an Ampharos! A large Pokémon the height of a man and a little more, due to the giraffe-like neck upon which the elegant, rounded head was seated. With a very soft and cuddly-looking body, ideal in proportions for a stuffed animal, the flipper-like arms rested on the plump white stomach as it rose and sunk in rhythm to the peaceful breathing.

"I found this Ampharos a few days ago, and I have followed it on distance to study its behaviour and, uhm, patterns, I guess? Not the ones on its neck, mind. I picked this Pokémon over a few other possible alternatives, mostly due to that I don't know if I could have the luck or managing my way down a more slim Pokémon again without waking it up. But this Ampharos, which I've named Amper for short, is both a heavy sleeper and somewhat of a glutton. Let's see if I can show you som-"

The voice was cut off by the heavy, brushing-like sounds of him fibbing with the camera to zoom in further at the sleeping Pokémon.

A few static cusses, two second of darkness, redness and whiteness from him accidentally placing his finger on the lens, and the image once more grew clear. Showing in decent detail for the considerable distance the side of a large breast. It was certainly plump, like the rest of the Pokémon, but also pushed up some by the arms resting on its stomach, giving the audience at home something nice to look at whilst waiting for the main event.

"See that? That'll be me in a couple of days! 'cause I got even better news for you guys... Amper recently laid an egg! I don't think you can see it from here..." The camera shifted slightly towards the partly hidden rump and tail placed in the bushes. "No, I don't think so... but she's resting on it right now, keeping it warm and protected. Those there bushes seems to be its nest, but she's been worried ever since the good berries ran out, so she constantly has to leave the nest to feed herself. Dunno what happened to the father, I've not seen anything but a couple of Mareeps outside of Amper herself... but it should be just her and me. Heh, and you guys, of course." Miles chuckled.

The camera zoomed back out again, showing the distance of maybe fifteen or twenty yards between the explorer and the Pokémon. He was saying something, but it couldn't be heard due to the sounds of the wind and his tapping on the device causing that brushing static once more, something he would bite himself over later, no doubt.

The camera was placed on something just about eye-height with the young man, possibly on a branch or stone. He winked at it, before starting to strip. Not making much of a show out of it as much as simply undressing himself with an awkward smile, and once fumbling with one of the socks due to being nervous. But shortly he stood there in nothing but a pair of odd-looking willies, which almost looked see-through due to being in some kind of thin, white material.

"Edible underwear! I'll place a link in the description once I get access to a computer." Miles smirked as he picked up the camera again and moved it over to show his belongings. "Now, my personal tip is that if you are going through with something like this, secure your items somewhere. Pokémon and people alike will take it for a random treasure if they come across it, so hide it somewhere you know you can find it again. Since different Pokémon take different time to digest, and might just move whilst doing it, I recommend that you map out their regular patterns and learn the nearby area." Miles managed to sound rather professional for the moment, since he had spent quite a lot of thought revolving this matter in the past. His first experience DID have him run through the woods naked for several hours just trying to find the place he had first found the Lopunny...

After having hidden all his items within his bag and stuffed it beneath a bush, he then sprayed the bush with some kind of clear liquid, holding the bottle up to the camera to show it being a Repel. "Keeps them away for a few days. Smells worse than cat-piss to them..." He then dropped the can close to his hiding-place so he could find it again upon returning, and strapped the tiny camera to his forehead and secured it. All whilst talking about safety measurements, something about some kind of medicine and the one-way-device that allowed him to send his camera's feed, but it was again made into an auditable mess from the wind and taps.

But once it was safely secured shortly beneath his blonde hair, the audio stabilized. Even lesser taps were less disturbing due to the new redirection of momentum. Miles had started to make his way through the thin thicket behind which he had hidden and out into the glade between his and Amper's bushes. Either sneaking expertly or the camera could not pick up the faint sounds of his steps through the knee-high, wild grass, silently hoping that he would not step on a Spearow or other smaller but loud Pokémon. Especially in nothing but paper-thin undies!

However he was either lucky, or the Repel gas had left traces on him. Either way, he made it through without any hysterical music and flashing light to startle him. Standing up-close to the Ampharos, he could give the people watching a better look of her up-close. There were few new details to pay attention to, compared to the zoom-in, but being this near to her gave them a much higher quality of the video. Showing off the smooth, thin fur that shifted slightly in the breeze. Roughed-up in a few places and with traces of dirt, no doubt from random encounters or protecting her egg. But other than that, a healthy and happy female soon-to-be pokémom.

"Alright... I am gonna play on my luck and research, 'cause I am fairly certain that she's a heavy sleeper from what I've gathered. Especially this time of day, in the warmth after a meal." Miles mumbled whispers to the camera, repeating his previous statements to both calm himself and inform possible new watchers. From the seat of their chairs or futons at home, watchers could see the young and somewhat skinny arm reach out to softly stroke the rounded muzzle of the Ampharos, gently caressing the bowling-ball-sized roundness. Amper let out a soft sigh of comfort, much to Miles relief.

"Ampharos' are very relation-tight Pokémon. Cuddly and happy to live their lives together to the end. I don't know what happened to her mate, but my experience tells me that ever since their Mareep-stage, they... well... I guess 'kiss' is the best word for it, by gently rubbing their noses. I know a lot of Pokémon do that, but it seems to have a calming effect on this particular breed. I've seen it used to sooth and calm both young Mareep by parents or adults by their cubs." Miles smiled warmly, though none could see it. This is why he loved Pokémon. Their warmth and kindness.

"Now... shall we go for the main attraction?" Feeling less nervous now that he had made his way closer to the Pokémon, his second hand joined the other and fully caressed the large nose in an almost perverted manner. Looking through the video as if he was rubbing a single, massive, yellow boob with both hands. But it seemed to indeed make the victim- or perhaps a better term would be "unknowing winner", very calm and happy. As a faint red glow could be seen on the yellow facial fur. Miles then moved his hands so that one kept stroking the very front of the nose, whilst the other sought its way down south.

He bent his knees so that the camera would show his actions; gently stroking the edge of the hidden lips beneath the large, bulging muzzle. Tickling the faint line that indicated where they would separate with the tip of a single finger, until the blushing Pokémon faintly spread her lips in a nomming motion, trying to grab a hold of whatever she now dreamt of eating. Miles held out his hand with straightened fingers, allowing the female to nibble on them with her lips. He made sure that the camera captured the drips of clear saliva that slowly ran down his wrist and gathered at his elbow before dropping down onto her breasts.

"Easy does it..." He mumbled, almost too lowly for the camera to pick it up, as he began to spread his fingers. Managing to press the sleeping and powerless pokémon's mouth open by maybe an inch, he slid his other hand inside. With a slightly shaky grip with his fingertips on Amper's front row of teeth, Miles began to pry the mouth open once he placed the first hand on her muzzle again, massaging it with his fingers whilst holding her head up. Soon, the camera had a perfect view of the large, moist and fleshy mouth of the Ampharos. Traces of berries and herbs decorating the faint spaces between the flat herbivore teeth, her hot breath leaving faint mist on the camera lens for brief moments as Miles moved it closer to her mouth and sat still and silent.

With him not moving and the camera just in front of the open mouth, the breathing sounds got picked up by the sensitive device. It was slow, steady and warm. A single breath in or out easily carrying on for 10 seconds each to fill the impressive lungs for the strong body. Her tongue shifting uneasily, like a sleeping serpent with a bad dream. Wanting to move, but far too drowsy to know where or when. She no doubt dreamt of something, but the confusion in her dream was obvious as she was not given any flavours.

"Let's not tease her any longer... perverts of the internet, I give you the throat." Miles' words were dripping with sarcasm as he announced his viewers, since he was the biggest 'pervert' of them all. With a soft push, he forced his head into the perfect-fit mouth. The camera showing that due to the very large, round shape of the head, the roof was surprisingly high. No doubt to be able to contain lots of food in a single bite. His head had a snug fit, but he could still move it around. Audibly, the experience had changed completely. The sounds of bird Pokémon chirping or crying had fallen almost fully silent, as had the rustling of the trees and lesser static from the wind.

There was what one would first consider a dense silence, until one's ears would adapt to search for- and analyse the new sounds. Whilst silent, one could still hear the faint and embracing breathing of Amper, since the breath now stroked all over Miles instead of against his face. The muffled grunts for air from Miles himself as he positioned himself and shifted his head to alter the view of the camera. Lesser squirts and squishes from saliva shifting from both the now awoken tongue and young man's movements, popping the tiny bubbles in the clear saliva. And, like a distant but ever-present thunder within dark clouds, one could already make out the deep and drumming claps of the lightning pokémon's heart...

'Gluck' shot through the dense murmur of lesser sounds like a gunshot, causing more than one of the enthralled and silently listening viewers to jump. The camera had been centred elsewhere, missing the action, but Miles was quick to correct it and caught the second swallowing on tape (figuratively speaking). In front of him, the opening to the throat widened briefly before a wave-like movement of the soft flesh nearly closed it again whilst trying to press anything near it down. Also causing the young cameraman to glide in closer.

Then, it all went fast. Miles kicked off outside the Ampharos, timing the next attempt at swallowing the mouthful of human near perfectly. Shoving his head and the camera down the throat and causing a total darkness on the screen for a few seconds, leaving his audience with nothing but a second version of thick silence whilst the device recalibrated. Some static sounds appeared from the darkness before both audio and video stabilized. Night-mode having activated and sound became clear. Before them, they stared down the immensely tight and fleshy tunnel that seemed to only lead to darkness.

The now deeper and guttural echo from the next gulp was heavy. Like someone striking the darkest tone on a piano, and stood in front of the amplifying stereo to take the blast of the sound waves into one's chest. The contrast between silence in the upper throat and the deafeningly dense swallows repeated a few times, sending the young man further through the rippling, wave-like movements of the flesh around him. Suddenly, people would realize just how long the neck, and thus inheritably the throat, truly was. For at the same time that the purple-red flesh tunnel broadened, the ambience changed completely.

This was one of the parts of being eaten alive that Miles had missed the most, and he did his best to remain as silent as he could to share the experience with his followers and friends. The deep, almost murky and lurking squishy sounds of inner organs working. The ever-present warm hissing and wheezing sounds of the nearby lungs. The now neighbouring heart pounding right by his ears and camera in a soothing rhythm. And whilst he could not see the live chat on his page where the live video played for his viewers, it had gone completely silent for the first time during that stream.

Another gulp ripped everyone from that particular mixture of sound, as Miles was forced deeper into the body and finally struck the stomach entrance. The tiniest of holes pulsated in front of him whilst it valued whether to accept the food or not. A brief second of suspense before it naturally opened to allow Miles to slide inside. And true to Milo's theory of Amper the Ampharos sleeping the deepest after a meal, the first thing that came into view upon entering the stomach was a mushy soup of berries, leaves and digestive fluids.

The blue-tinted, partly transparent soup was not plentiful. No doubt from the Pokémon only leaving the safekeeping of her egg for brief moments. The camera was thankfully not effected much by the liquids, even with Milo's head diving straight into it upon arrival at the final destination. Loud and squishy sounds was all to be heard as the rest of his body soon followed, struggling to shift and move into a more comfortable position, though it was clear that neither his feet nor hands got a good grip against the easily stretchable and wet walls.

After a while, however, the young man had settled in what the viewers could only assume to be a sitting position, though it was impossible to tell if he was sitting up or laying down on his back in a sitting pose. Miles worked on the straps holding the tiny device to his forehead for a while, before he managed to remove it with a soft, happy sigh.

"Well guys... final stop on this here journey. I'll keep this short, for I know that I only got a few minutes before my oxygen runs out. Now, I doubt the batteries will hold long enough for the entire process, but I will recharge the camera and send you guys a video update once I get back to normal. But, for my final trick and treat to you..." he put the camera held between his teeth, aimed towards his front. Extending both hands and placing them against the oily, red flesh surrounding him, he pushed hard and far! Demonstrating just how stretchy this larger Pokémon was. And, as to his calculations, a deafening belch of maybe five seconds running time echoed throughout the forest, and even more so within the body itself after he retracted his arms. Only Miles could feel the vibrations, but the camera did pick up some of the sudden shifts of the stomach starting to churn.

"Heh, already getting woozy.. I'll see you guys later, for now I'll just enjoy the sounds." Miles smiled as he strapped the camera to his own foot rather tightly to make sure it would give the people at home a good view of the digestion, as he closed his eyes and relaxed. With the willing prey silent, the uneven, rising and sinking sounds of the working stomach replaced his voice. The beating of the large heart more distant than before, but still present in the background. The lungs no longer auditable at all, but few listening to the feed cared at this point.

The groans and gurgles of the stomach kept going on weakly for a few minutes, making people lose track of time from the hypnotic first-hand experience of them. Almost no-one noticing just when Mile stopped breathing, due to how calm and none-moving he had been ever since shutting his eyes. No, the only thing people truly noticed was when the screen started to split in two colour-filters. One being very dark, whilst the other was a bit clearer through the rising fluids. The stomach filled up slowly, taking a good thirty minutes or so to even reach Miles' hair and cause it to sway slightly.

The screen being vaguely green-tinted due to the digestive fluids, one could at least enjoy a far more detailed view of the young man's body as it rested within. The night-vision had been good, but it had blurred out details somewhat, so the contrast was a welcome sight. Though, it was soon followed by a generally less welcoming sight. As the tiny bubbles became more and more common, as did the pieces of Miles' skin that loosened from his body and rose to the surface of the fizzy bath of doom. Tearing off his body gently, as if it had been magically turned into that piece of receipt you find in your pocket after having washed your pants and then dried, turning into dusty fragments at the most faint of touches or whips of wind.

Leaving behind what looked to be a fully red, nude body. The edible underwear having dissolved somewhere along the skin and rising, aquatic sounds of churns, gurgles, groans and fizzling from the many bubbles. Miles' hair now began to fall off as well, though sinking to the bottom unlike the fragments of his skin, and it was clear that the chemical compound in which his body decomposed was kicking into second gear. The outer layer of protective flesh and fat was quickly dissolved away from his body, to the point of showing off Miles' every muscle without even flexing! The long, elegant lines slightly hidden as the liquids around him grew more and more red.

By the time his exposed, dead eyes started to turn red as well, the feed was nothing but an almost perfectly red screen and murderous gurgles as the young and once healthy body was processed by the lucky, unaware winner of the forest. For about an hour onward, nothing much happened outside of the camera shifting slightly as no doubt the straps around Miles' foot either got dissolved, or simply loosened from the foot getting digested. However, without the feed being able to see through the thick, red meat-soup more than maybe an inch, people could see how the lower half of Miles' jaw ended up shortly before it. And for the next few hours, it would be nothing but that. A set of neat teeth slowly dissolving and falling off one by shrinking one.

Eventually, there was nothing but darkness and strange organic sounds. Many hours after the feed went black, though still alive and transmitting, the few people still listening in could hear muffled sounds. They were female, and too brilliant to be human. It was Amper, no doubt. It sounded like she was stretching and waking up, followed by some confused sounds. Though the camera was too deep within her digestive track to pick up any of the sounds perfectly, and the feed was still pitch black so no movements could be seen either. The Pokémon kept talking to herself, and what little did shine through sounded happily if somewhat confused. But it seemed that she did not feel the need to go search for more food, as no other sounds could be picked up.

And then, after a few more hours, the battery finally died and the feed ended.

It would take a couple of days of dead silence of Miles' page, before an announcement of another livestream was announced by Miles' own account! And an hour after the announcement, a live video began with the young, blonde man sitting on a green bench in a Poké-centre! Offering his followers a large, satisfied grin whilst bouncing his eyebrows up and down, before changing the feed of his camera to that of a picture from his phone. Showing Amper the Ampharos resting next to a newly hatched baby Mareep, with its wee head comfortably placed upon the now rather massive bosom of the tall Pokémon, whose stubby legs and hips also seemed to have grown somewhat.

"I'm a pair of boobs now!" came as comment from the site owner, followed by a grinning smiley. "See you guys next time!"