Cinderace bounced her trademark stone from foot to foot with a tomboyish glee, perfecting her dribbling. She couldn't wait to totally own whatever Pokemon who dared to underestimate her fancy footwork. The Striker Pokemon was on a stroll through the bad part of the woods. She knew full well that the denizens had a tendency to actually eat those they defeat either by chewing the meat off their bones or swallowing them alive. The thought put a real grin on her face.

"You wanna make a meal outta me?" Cinderace sassily stated as she sauntered about with a sneer. "Consider my Pyro Ball an appetizer then." The headstrong hare darted her eyes around the trees for whatever hunger Pokemon was spying on her. A expert battler like her wasn't about to let any creeps get the drop on her. Her sharp ears picked up a far sharper hiss from right behind her. The Striker Pokemon quickly charged her stone with Fire-type energy, setting it ablaze.

"Gotcha!" Cinderace declared as she kicked the Pyro Ball into the air and backflipped to send it soaring behind her. She landed on her feet smoothly as her fiery sphere struck a tree behind her and send it crashing down. "Like a boss!" the Striker Pokemon declared to herself, reveling in her assumed victory. "Nice try," she snarked while turning around to really take in her damage. "But you've got no idea who you're dealing with, pal." The reckless rabbit stuck her tongue out.

"Ssssspeak for yourssssself," the hissing voice replied with the utmost malice from behind Cinderace. "Ssssseemsssss I've found a baby bunny way in over her head." It sent shivers down her spine in a second but she overcame the freezing fear to swiftly swing around and face her opponent. "Who are you calling..." the Striker Pokemon began angrily, ready to kick the jerk's ass for such a degrading denouncement. "...baby?" she could only croak in her imminent intimidation.

Cinderace craned her head up at the large Arbok looming over her and staring right back at her with the most hungriest look in his evil eyes. "Who elsssse but a baby would be foolisssh enough to deliberately sssstep into thesssse woodssss?" he replied with his tongue flicking out from his sadistic smirk. "Your mother never taught you of your placcce in thisss cruel world." The Cobra Pokemon inched closer and closer to his prey. "It now fallssssss on me to play professssssor."

Cinderace slowly stepped away as she tried to control her breathing and hide most of her panic. She could feel the Arbok's menace and tell that he had every intention of having "fun" with her as much as he could. However, the Striker Pokemon caught herself in her fear and shook her head furiously. "Oh, I'll be the one teaching you," she defiantly declared back while scowling back at the Cobra Pokemon, trying to drive the fear out of her. "Lesson one: my awesomeness!"

Cinderace stepped her left foot back and bent her right knee while charging the Fire-Type Energy within her body for a Flame Charge. She could see the Arbok staring down with an almost perverse kind of endearment as if he was looking at a baby make her first attack. The condescension of it all was simply burning her up as the Striker Pokemon scowled right back. However, just before she could launch herself, the weird pattern around the Cobra Pokemon's throat glowed.

One stare is all that takes to send a shiver down Cinderace's spine and cause her entire body to freeze up. The energy she built up was flickered like a common candle flame while the fury in her expression gave way to the fearful sense of surprise upon its return. The Striker Pokemon attempted to at least step forward but found that she could only muster enough willpower to stand up straight. Her eyes were all locked squarely upon the glowing marks that kept her paralyzed.

Cinderace's petrified expression was priceless to Arbok as he flickered his tongue and actually taste her immense fear. "How I love cocky tomboysssss like you," he hissed haughtily, maintaining his powerful Glare attack perpetually. "Ssssso eager to prove themssssselvesssss." The way the Striker Pokemon could barely fidget was a true treat for his eyes. "Sssssso adorably ignorant of the world." The small voice cracks emitting from her mouth were was really tied it all together.

"Ssssso very delicious."

Cinderace wanted to look away but the glowing markings held her gaze upon it, not even allowing her to blink. She wanted to cry out for help but she could barely even quiver her lips and croak out any noise period. The Striker Pokemon wanted to run away as far as her long legs could carry her but she was stuck like a statue. It was like a Hypnosis attack except that her mind maintained awareness. She was essentially a prisoner within her own body at her foe's mercy.

At first, Cinderace felt humiliated to be rendered completely helpless and wounded her pride greatly. A winning streak a mile wide, she bemoaned to herself, and this is how it ends? However, this embarrassment gave way to utter dread when she saw Arbok widening his maw slowly but surly in the upper corner of her eyes. No. Drops of drool dripped down and soaked into her furry face as she mentally fought for control. Not like this. However, she didn't even budge. Not like-

Everything went dark when Arbok dove down and engulfed Cinderace with his maw down to her mid-waist already. She found the paralysis lessening slightly even with both her arms still pinned to her sides and saliva soaking her fur. The Striker Pokemon struggled to free herself but found that the scaly scoundrel's gulp was more than enough to counter it. Panic soon set in when the Cobra Pokemon lifted her two feet from off the ground, denying her of any leverage at all.

Cinderace was Arbok's meal.

The unbridled screams for help reverberated within Arbok's throat to his delight as he slowly lifted Cinderace's lower body off the ground. He could feel the damsel in distress abandoning all of her over-confidence and pleading for her life while his maw reached her lower backside. The Cobra Pokemon smirked over having reduced his prey to the frightened baby bunny she truly was. It was second only to her fabulous flavor. Her athleticism would nourish him for six months.

Arbok was especially entertained by Cinderace feebly flailing her legs in the air as though trying to grab onto anything or wave for assistance. All the while, he began to take in her buttocks and found them to the thicker than he had expected. Not that the Cobra Pokemon was complaining. The smooth and squishy texture added to the flavor as he slowly stretched his jaws around both cheeks. The Striker Pokemon's legs waved more erratically in response to his progress.

"Please lemme out!" Cinderace sobbed her lungs out repeatedly. "I'm not food!" She could feel herself slowly slipping into Arbok's throat along with her butt being squeezed inside with every swallow. Her life flashed before her eyes. All those adventures, all those epic victories and this was how she go out. Not with a blaze of glory but snuffed out like weak kindling. "Somebody help me," the Striker Pokemon choked out in despair. "Please." It just wasn't fair. "Not like this..."

Arbok wished his mouth wasn't full so that he could taunt Cinderace's shameless display in her final moments. As it was, he was already up to her thick thighs and gulping strongly to the slowly slurp them up like the world's biggest noodles. Even as they kicked about in defiance, the Cobra Pokemon had no trouble pinning them down together as they were pulled into his gullet inch by inch. He savored the flavor of the Striker Pokemon's luscious legs in reaching her knees.

Arbok craned his head further upwards to swallow Cinderace's lower legs more easily and loved the way her feet wriggled about before his very eyes. He felt her sobbing evolve into full on bawling as he inched closer and closer to the baby bunny's ankles. Sure enough, both of her soles were the only part of the Striker Pokemon exposed to the world before a strong swallow pulled them into the gullet. The Cobra Pokemon closed his mouth and gulped but one final time.

Cinderace could feel herself utterly confined all over by Arbok's sticky innards and a deeper despair than she'd ever experienced. Her body helplessly slide down the esophagus slowly but surely as all sliver of hope for salvation was quelled even as she wriggled about. The Striker Pokemon's bawling settled into shameful sniffles as she could only look ahead at a dimly lit prison of flesh. It'd become her tomb once she reached the stomach acid in but moments. An unmarked grave.

Cinderace still couldn't believe that this was actually happening. She prided herself on her sharp reflexes and leg work yet was facing her final moments as stiff as a statue while becoming snake food. What stung the most was how nobody would know how she went out. It would be as though she simply ceased to be one day and the Earth would keep on turning regardless. Despite the air thinning out, the Striker Pokemon's sobbing resumed upon entering the stomach area.

Arbok sighed in satisfaction of his delicious dinner and almost felt sad for Cinderace. Sad that he couldn't prolong her despair, that is. It did put a smile on his face to feel the Striker Pokemon's feeble wriggling as his throat pulled her through. The Cobra Pokemon looked back at his long stretch of a torso and could make out the bulge the contained his prey sliding slowly towards his stomach. He knew that her well maintained body would have him set for weeks or months.

"Your confidenccccce in ssssuch lofty abilitiessssss blinded you to an important fact," Arbok spoke to the bulge, hoping to rubbing in just a little more salt in the wound. "No matter how good you think you are," he continued before slithering off to digest his meal in peace, "there will alwaysssss be sssssomeone better." The Cobra Pokemon could hear a muffled whimper within his stomach much to his amusement. The Striker Pokemon just had to get in the last word, didn't she?