"It sssseemss it'ss time to feasssst!" the pooltoy Seviper hissed as he coiled around the scared Jolteon. It was a pooltoy much like he was, the only hope for the people of the surrounding villages to be saved from Seviper's wrath. Many had tried fighting him already and none had prevailed, thus the hope had been that another pooltoy would be able to even the odds. Yet here he was now, held in the coils of the very beast he had been sent to slay. His metallic collar, focus point for his electrical powers, lay shattered in pieces on the ground around them. Try as he might, any sparks of lightning Jolteon could conjure up would only dissipate harmlessly across his own insulated body, leaving him defenseless. As Jolteon felt the coils tighten he gave a small whine, bristling up the rubbery spikes of his mane and on his rear by shifting air into them, inflating the spikes to give himself a more menacing appearance. It was no good, of course.

"Don't do it..." Jolteon panted, drooping his long ears down as he looked up at the Seviper's head. His pleading only brought more pain as Seviper gave a tight squeeze, air from Jolteon's midsection rushing out to fill his paws, head and ears, giving him a comically distorted appearance. The stretching of his body was quite painful, Jolteon's struggles falling still as he tried to relieve the pain by not moving, to little relief. His body felt as if it was literally on fire. The worst had yet to come of course, Jolteon watching fearfully as Seviper spread his maw open, light glinting off the shiny rubber of his moth.

Jolteon could barely let out a squeak as Seviper plunged his head down, engulfing Jolteon's head in a single gulp. The smaller pooltoy found his head trapped in the Seviper's gullet, squeezed against by the powerful throat walls. The rubber walls squeaked as they rubbed against the fellow pooltoy, but this was not a time for happiness. Jolteon was in a panic, thrashing his puffed legs about as he felt Seviper slowly uncoil from his body, taking small gulps here and there to send the Jolteon down deeper. After the head it was Jolteon's shoulders that slipped into the Seviper, then his upper chest and front pair of legs. Soon his front paws were lost to the ravenous snake, grabbing at Seviper's jaws up until the moment they were swallowed. They did no good, just slipping off the slightly damp rubber with a soft squeak. Then his midsection was engulfed and finally his hips. Jolteon quivered as he realized that all that remained outside the tight, soft gullet now was his spiky butt and rear legs. He gave a few twitches with those legs as Seviper raised his head triumphantly up into the air, slowly taking one final gulp, savoring the feeling as the loser's rear and legs slipped into his gullet forever. Seviper closed his jaws as Jolteon succumbed to the Seviper, prey falling still as his body slipped through its length, lost but still visible to the world through the Seviper's transparent rubber.

Their savior defeated, Seviper paraded around the nearest village, showing off his prey as it slipped deeper into his gut. He enjoyed watching the villagers cry in fear as they saw Jolteon's prone, terrified body deep within the beast, the rubber electrical dog pawing at the stomach walls as he saw the very people he had tried to save give up all hope. Sadly he whined and curled up in the stomach, knowing he had failed. He had lost to the better creature, reduced to mere food. There was nothing he could do now but wait for his end, one that would come quite soon.

Seviper returned home for the night and curled up in his lair, giving a yawn as he imagined all the fun that was to be had now that the surrounding villages were defenseless. Thoughts of the Jolteon drifted from his mind as he forgot all about the would-be savior. At the same time his stomach began to flex and contract, growing smaller and tighter, pressing in on the poor, defeated Jolteon. Feeling this, Jolteon could do nothing but give a soft whine and a few struggles, sobbing as he closed his eyes, keenly aware of what was to come. With a bang his body suddenly burst apart as the pressure grew too great, Jolteon torn apart in an instant by the very air he had relied on to keep him alive. As his body fell into a flat rubbery corpse Jolteon was keenly aware of his final pain-filled moments just before succumbing for good. Shrike Alvaron the pooltoy Jolteon died a loser, leaving nothing between Seviper and his total conquest of the surrounding land. Tomorrow, another feast would be had.