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(Part 3 of 5.)

(Story written by   jokanai-henka!)

“You’re mine!” Theo shouts, latching onto Charem’s slippery paws, dragging him back and opening his mouth wide, drooling heavily and lapping at the soft pads of his prey’s paws.

Charem lets out a quiet yelp as he digs his claws into the grass, trying to pull his way free, only spurring the Floatzel to tug harder. He cringes as he feels the warm, moist tongue licking his soles, his claws tearing up the grass as he gets pulled further into his hunters maw.

His feet hit Theo’s throat and he opens his eyes wide, feeling the tight oesophagus pulling him down, squeezing around his ankles as his legs get soaked in drool. he squirms as best he can as he feels Theo’s fangs pressing against his scales, tugging at his flesh and pulling him deeper, quickly making their way to his soft, warm belly and pressing tight around him.

This was a commission I asked of   theothefox a couple months back, featuring his Floatzel form...being hungry. :B The whole scene was certainly inspired by how crocodiles surprise their prey...and I imagine Buizels and Floatzels could pull this off as well!

Thanks muchly to   jokanai-henka for writing a little tale for this; I wasn't feel well enough to write it myself this time. ^^;