Meeting A And His Pokemon

PART 8 Arbok

A and Andrew left with a telling me that he will be back later so I sat on the couch with mewtwo a flash of purple wraps around me I jump up in surprise "seviper told me that he swallowed you so I want to swallow YOU" I ran upstairs and downstairs with arbok chasing me "Ryan ..." she chided in a soothing yet crafty, almost seductive voice, "i'm disappointed...you actually tried to run away from me." The loops of her long, serpentine body now drew me closer, flipping me upright as she looked into my frightened eyes. But her disappointment didn't last long, as a smile broke upon that face, a face i thought cared about me, loved me...

"Hmmm, don't worry. I'll make sure you won't run away this time." I tried to be tough, I wriggled I was free I ran straight into serperior who told me to watch were I was going my arms were suddenly pinned tightly at my sides. I realise that the Arbok has forms several strong coils around my body making me virtual immobile. Startled i begin to struggle The Arbok then positions its face at my feet and I managed to escape and run outside bad mistake mewtwo who went outside used her telekinesis to hold me in place
Please," I DID beg in the end, "don't do this! I don't, i don't want to-"

"That's right, struggle," she snidely taunted. And then i felt something so new, so surreal, i didn't dare to think it true. But it was. A slow, seeping dampness in my socks, a warm trickle that started to reach my feet. But the sensation was impossible; no, it wasn't. Spit. Drool. Saliva. Arbok's warm, wet maw which she was pulling me into. "Please, Arbok...no..." I moaned, I freed my hands I grabbed the roof of her mouth she kept swallowing me I was getting tired the dampness I moved feebly Arbok swallows and me and I was pushed forward into the gargantuan throat the lips now hold your arms and hands at your sides preventing any possible means of escape. Arbok realises that I am helpless now. and loosens its coils around my hands. For any observer the obvious out line making its way down the underside of the snakes neck was of human decent. Only my hands can be seen sticking out of the Pokemon's mouth now and the Arbok has completely let go with its coils letting the pulsating gullet do the rest of the work.
I groan in discomfort as I was compressed and squeezed deeper in to the Pokemon, The rings of muscle contract and relax around me, relentlessly cramming me downwards. The Arbok finishes by sucking my hands down "Ryan are you OK" I let out my sound of I'm not happy until Arbok said "tomorrow A is taking you to get a pokemon how does that sound" mood change I'm happy yay