A Charmeleon does have to worry about its fair share of predators, but considering how we Chars and water do not often mix, aquatic predators are naturally very low on our list of worries. Threat of being eaten by a solely-water-dwelling carnivore should be non-existent...right?

Sure, sure. Perhaps it was a bit dangerous for me to stroll down that one pier, but the flock of Wingulls perched on the far end simply looked too delicious to pass up! I was certainly careful not to slip off the side of the docks while I stalked the fowlish prey, but I had to slink along one side of the wooden walkway to better sneak up on the birds...

There was no way for me to know that I was being stalked, while I stalked... Well, not until the sudden splash exploded out from the water next to me! Surprised, I just flopped against the pier; I was still more concerned with avoiding falling into the drink, rather than clumsily running away. That was the NEXT plan, but I hadn't the chance before a big, black and white creature bobbing in the sea had glomped around my legs!

I could only squeak as it opened its pink, expansive maw and simply let most of my body follow my legs down its plush throat! My struggles were weak and indecisive; at this point, even if I escaped from the voracious grip, I'd be hard-pressed not to flop right down into the water...and as one could except, I can't swim!

All I could do was identify my predator: a big, plump orca, female from the looks of it. I'd have quickly marked her off as a feral creature, but her eyes were intelligent, and she seemed equipped with a strange pair of headphones... (Are there water-proof iPods these days?) The killer whale grinned, bobbing skillfully upright in the water as she swallowed me the rest of the way down... I could be thankful, at least, that she was not diving while her maw was still open!

Not that it remained open for long anyways. Those wide and teeth-lined jaws soon shut as my head passed her lips, and the light-headed feeling I got in my head, as well as the sound of surging water, indicated that the orca had dived immediately afterward. Her focus now more on swimming than swallowing, I slid the rest of the way into her loose throat thanks to the sheer wetness and sliminess of the guttural route - not surprising, considering this WAS an aquatic animal, after all!

I curled into the belly of this beast not long after, and felt the orca stop swimming, and seemingly relax, obviously having moved to somewhere nice and safe. Thump-thump! I could hear it quite clearly as her big 'ol flippers patted happily against her mildly-bulgy belly, obviously satisfied with the unusual land-dwelling meal she had been lucky to obtain...

This was a cute drawing   the-emu14 did for me a while back, starring her orca Emu. ^^ Orcas have probably the most beautiful and climbable-into maws as far as aquatic animals go, and I always love to see them perform vore in art. So I was quite honored to participate as a meal for one here! <3