The Catch


As an adventurer you come to expect danger like second-nature, it comes with the job. You can’t explore uncharted plains, detain outlaws and rescue others without expecting to get your hands a bit dirty. That’s why it’s critical that you always come prepared, you never know when a situation can turn dire. Unfortunately for one, they’d realize time and time again that they weren’t as strong as they thought. They’d let their pride get the best of them and before they know it need a team to rescue them, and those weren’t always in abundance. And because of that today wouldn’t be the best day for them… or more rather the best month.

Tart sighed as he looked at the request board, completely empty leaving them with a sense of disappointment. They came too late again, if they wanted to do any personal requests for anyone they’d have to wait another day. “Ugh… Not again, I thought I woke up early enough! These damn thieves leaving nothing for me, gah what do I now…” Tart would say quite irritated, he knew where he lived these sort of things were first come first serve but he still couldn’t help but find them quite unfair.

He used to be able to do multiple requests daily back in his old hometown since there was more than enough things for everyone but now there was very little to go around with so many adventurers selfishly hogging all the requests to get a quick buck. He knew it would do him no good to harp on things he couldn’t change but it still even now made him quite upset. He pondered for a moment what he could do and merely decided to cut his losses and head on home… that is until he heard something intriguing in the distance.

“Did you hear about that rumor of a new dungeon in Quiet Woods?” “Huh? You mean that low-level dungeon with nothing?”

Just from hearing those words alone was enough to bring back the life in little Tart’s eyes as a new adventure laid in front of them. Without listening further, with a smile they’d begin to make their way to the store nearby for supplies.
Making their way to a little stall made of birch and painted with a beautiful emerald green while being adorned with designs of sunflowers, a lone yet familiar flygon stood selling their wares. An assortment of berries on the table, all fresh and their scent able to make anyone’s mouth water in seconds for their taste. A couple of scarves as well, all delicately hand-made and with beautiful and unique designs. The flygon would happily wave towards Tart as they approached and as would they.

“Oh greetings Tart! What’s an esteemed guest such as yourself doing about this morning?” The flygon would say in a chipper voice. “Well Amber I found a new dungeon to explore, apparently it’s a secret one no one else has come across!” Tart would say excitedly, he didn’t really know if he was the first one but he wanted to impress his friend a bit even if it did require a bit of lying. “Where is it if I may ask? Will you be safe, you’re not exactly one of the high ranking adventurers Tart.” “Oh pssh! I’ll do juuuust fine, that’s also for only me to know! Wouldn’t want you taking credit after all hehe.” The bunny would say with a smug chuckle, the concern for them was real but they didn’t seem to pay any attention to it at all. After all, if it was found in a low-level dungeon that means it must have low-level enemies. From their eyes, great rewards with no risk!

“If you think you can handle it alright, it’s not like I can stop you. Anyway, what would you like to buy?” The flygon would say in a defeated tone, he already knew from Tart’s own nature that he’d be too stubborn to take his concerns to heart. It’s just the type of person he is. “Just a couple of the usual berries for the road is all!” Tart would say before handing over the money and taking one of each berry the merchant had, stuffing them into his bag gently before walking off soon after. “Thanks! I’ll tell you what I find when I get back!” The bun would wave goodbye to their flygon friend as they walked towards the exit of town, a giant cobblestone arch signaling the end of civilization and into the wilderness.

Once they left they’d take out a map and begin to make their way towards Quiet Woods, not too far away from the town already and a mere half-mile walk. Humming to themselves happily and trotting through the peaceful verdant plains as they imagined all the things they could do with the money they’d earn from putting a new place on the map. The possibilities were endless to him! “Maybe I’ll be able to get enough sweets to last me a lifetime! Or… Maybe I can get my own private jacuzzi! Ooooh I like that one!”

They couldn’t contain their excitement the entire walk there and once they got to the entrance of the forest they still couldn’t! Tart wasn’t exactly someone who was very strong but he was strong enough that the pokemon here wouldn’t get in his way, he wouldn’t really be interrupted much at all during the walk. Despite being quite carefree right now though he’d still make sure to check his surroundings carefully for anything that appeared off, not one stone would go unturned as he inspected everywhere. The woods were massive and one could get lost easily so only due to his experience of visiting here before would he not.

Everything appeared the same no matter where he looked, each tree looked the same and there didn’t seem to be any hidden caves for miles, hope was starting to fade until he sensed something in the distance. Not very noticeable but past a small clearing in the woods by a lake Tart could smell something else in the air, although this forest was known for its oran orchards he could faintly smell pecha berries from not too far away. “Hmm what’s this…” He’d begin to follow the trail as the woods became thicker and thicker and now to traverse he’d have to cut down some bushes so he wouldn’t get hurt by any thorns. With it becoming thicker the less light from the sun would illuminate their path, almost feeling like it was nighttime already as they pushed through. It would take a while but after a little he’d finally see an opening to a new forest with crystal clear lakes and ponds that would go on forever, beautiful greenery stretching far higher than it did in the other dungeon and at the top of the trees he’d see the source of the smell being many ripe pecha berries.

He was dazzled by the sights and needed to take a second to take it all in, his eyes full of stars that the rumor was true. Although the sight was quite the marvel the only thing going on in his mind though was what he could do when he told everyone about this place.

“Woah… This is gonna get me a fortune!” He’d say as he began to slowly travel through the area, taking a look at everything around them. The crystal clear pond felt incredibly nice on their fur and with the nice smell of pecha one couldn’t help but relax, they did wonder though while they traveled why there were so few fish in the water though. Traveling through they wondered how long this place would go, what they’d find. Since no one had been here before, maybe there was even treasure to be found. All these thoughts swirled through their head till they could hear someone in the distance call out to them.

“Hey, you. This is my home. Could you go back where you came from and leave me alone? You’re so loud.” Someone would say in a bit of a tired and annoyed voice, Tart would be startled at first before looking for the source of the voice. He’d find not too far away a vaporeon lying on its back in a pool of water not far away, their eyes still closed as they tried to put themselves back to sleep. “Huh? Your home? But this is a dungeon, shouldn’t you be… somewhere safer? Besides, this place isn’t just yours, i found it fair and square.” The bunny would say a bit confused as they continued to approach, as they did the vaporeon would open their own and roll their eyes a bit seeing they didn’t listen.

“Urgh… I just wanna sleep, leave now or you’ll see why no one else is here. Let me be.” The vaporeon would say quite tired of them already, Tart didn’t see any real threat behind their words from how tired they sounded but even then they still wouldn’t stop for them anyway. The rewards of getting a new place on the map far outweigh that of inconveniencing one pokemon… or that’s what they’d think. “I’m not leaving any time soon and I think you’re QUITE rude! I FOUND this place and I'm not leaving till i’ve explored every last part of it!” They would say that quite proudly, clearly stating that they weren’t backing down in the slightest.

He’d continue to approach until right as the vaporeon would begin to rub its eyes and wake up… a massive hydro pump would fly towards their direction hitting them directly and knocking them down on the ground. Grunting weakly they’d see the vaporeon begin to slowly approach, now out of the water they could see that they were massive. Much bigger than the average one they’d usually see and quite a bit chubby too, every single step they could feel shaking their very core but from his own arrogant nature they wouldn’t realize that from that blast alone they were already severely outmatched. “Guh…. You jerk! What you’d do that for?!” Tart would say as he coughed up some water weakly, trying to get back up to face the vaporeon head on about what they did.

The vaporeon once up close would pick up the bun by the tail and hold them in front of him “Says the one trespassing on my property, let me be. God you’re so loud, i feel like my ears are ringing…” Although this was clearly a way to intimidate them Tart wouldn’t buy it at all, if anything his face would go even brighter with anger. “Let me GO! Guh just who do you think you are?! I found this place and now I’m gonna explore so I can get paid!” Tart would say as they thrashed about in their grasp to no avail. They’d continue to rant more to the vaporeon who slowly would begin to lose their patience, being yelled at and being called names constantly wasn’t exactly the most pleasant way to wake up after all.

“You know what? I think you need to learn your lesson, be quiet.” “I think YOU need to- Mmph!” Before Tart could get another complaint out the vaporeon flopped onto the ground with the bun still in their grasp, a WHUMP sounding as they were immediately smushed underneath their giant belly and their bag falling to the side just out of reach. They were silenced in seconds and soon they’d wish they did earlier, regret filling their mind almost immediately as they felt themselves pressed underneath the fish hard. The weight of the vaporeon was massive and more than enough to keep the bunny down without any problems, their vision now blocked completely by a doughy and squishy light blue. Practically flattened, they couldn’t breathe down there, trying to struggle merited only chuckles from their captor. “P-please stop, y-you’re so heavy…!” But they wouldn’t be able to hear as their voice was silenced by the belly, he’d try to push back but to no avail.

“Ah… You’re actually quite comfy to lie on, don’t mind if I stay do you? Great~” The vaporeon would tease as they pressed more of their weight onto the poor bun, unable to do anything as they felt themselves pressed down even further. Their strength was fading and their chances of getting out of this were falling by the minute, his breathe growing faint as all he could do was weakly whine. He’d try to cry out again but before he could he’d be silenced by something much more ominous, the stomach on top of him growling loudly. “Hmm, I wonder what’s in here! Oh? Just some berries? For me? You shouldn’t have~” The vaporeon while still on top of them would go and reach for the little bag Tart carried, seeing the myriad of berries he brought prior to coming here and nothing else made him not be able to help but chuckle a bit, even if he had it he wouldn’t be able to escape this now. He didn’t prepare to be overpowered like this at all.

While still under there they’d take their sweet time devouring each and every one of the berries Tart worked so hard to get, making sure all of their possessions were now theirs. A bit of a fitting punishment for someone who not too long ago felt the vap’s home was theirs to do whatever he wants. Now he gets to have them do whatever they want with his belongings and at this point now he couldn’t even find the room to care. His breath was growing weak and his vision blurry, was this really the end? Was he going to faint here? He couldn’t help but feel utterly humiliated by the prospect, merely being overpowered by weight alone.

Thankfully though before they could faint the vaporeon would get off them with a bit of a disappointed sigh, leaving them in a daze as they tried to grasp their surroundings again in an almost laughable fashion. He’d have to take a moment just to breathe as he exhaled loudly with a cough, he really was at their mercy but even still now he couldn’t accept something like that as it only frustrated him further. “I can’t have you fainting on me from something as small as that, you’re a lot weaker than I thought~” The vaporeon would tease with a little giggle, Tart was clearly not amused though just taking more time to catch his breath, all he could really muster was a few words to express how he felt about that tease and the situation. “Shut up…” “Woooooow, I let you under my glorious belly and that’s the thanks I get? You were part of something much better than you’ll ever be, you should be happy!”

“Anyway though, you know despite being a bit of a jerk you’re quite cute. I wonder if I should keep you~” The vaporeon would continue to tease Tart as they began to contemplate what to do with them, their stomach growling a bit would give them an idea that the bunny would very much dislike. While they still struggled to even get up the vaporeon would yet again pick them up, this time by the scruff holding them over their face to inspect them. “Hmm… Maybe!” They would say as Tart began to look at them confused, squirming weakly in their grasp. “What are you plotting? You already stole from me and now you want more?”

“Oh you want to know what I'm plotting? Oh I'll show you, I'm sure you’ll love it~” The vaporeon would open their maw wide, Tart being able to see an ominous yet familiar fleshy cavern in front of them. Once open a large exhale whiffing in front of their face would be enough to make them feel sick, the smell of raw fish washing all over them as its humidity would be enough to make them sweat. Upon seeing that they’d get a second wind and begin to panic upon knowing what their now predator’s plan was to do with them. “N-no! Not there! Y-you can’t do this to people! I am NOT going there!!!” They’d say as they began to squirm more vigorously, but still it was not enough. Their grasp was strong and the difference in strength was more than apparent, even if they weren’t weakened now they probably still wouldn’t be able to escape.

“Awww I thought you’d like it, seems like somewhere you’d fit in just fine~” Continuing to tease they’d lean in for a big and sloooow lick across the bun’s body, covering them in copious amounts of drool that would drench their fur in seconds and make it all soggy. Tart would try to push back but from it all feel even more of their strength sucked away from them, the lick leaving them smelling just like the awful breath they smelled earlier. “Blegh… Your breath smells awful… P-please, haven’t you had enough fun…” They’d say as they tried to shake off the saliva in their fur but to their misfortune none of it coming out in the slightest, looking at them weakly they’d hope to find a bit of sympathy in the vap’s eyes but they’d find something they’d dread much more. A gaze of someone who just had something reeeeally good, something delicious they couldn’t help but love.

“Mmmmm! Seems my hunch was right! You’re quite tasty, even more than I expected! I can’t let you go now knowing you’re the perfect snack for me~” The vaporeon would say in an excited tone, completely uncaring to the pleads of the poor bunny in their grasp. Leaning in for another lick that would mat their fur further and begin to make it drip from their body like a soaked sponge. “Agh! S-stop that! I mean it! C-can’t we talk about this? I-i’m sorry!” “Hmm, i’ll think about it…” “R-really?”

“Nah~” With those words the vaporeon would chomp down on Tart’s body, their world changing in seconds from the nice and cool outside world to the humid, slimy and unbearable world of their predator. Pink flesh surrounded them from all sides as they were immediately greeted with even more licks, their whole body now becoming soaked in that fishy saliva. He’d try to cry out but right as he did he’d get a mouthful of saliva stuck in their mouth causing them to cough weakly, squirms wouldn’t be of much help either as it was clear they were stuck in place by the lips that would slowly slurp more and more of their body inside. All his protests would do is make him feel even more exhausted but what else could he do? If he lets this predator devour them he doesn’t know how long they’d be staying in there, at that point they’d have complete control and if he doesn’t do something soon he might as well be their property. He didn’t want to stay in there, he couldn’t stay in there. The smell, the humidity, the sliminess, all of it was something he couldn’t bear to stay around. It was disgusting and even just smelling the breath of the place around him made him feel dizzy with sickness.

They’d be slurped up more and more as they weakly whined inside, unable to be heard over the slurps inside. Their predator purred and reveled in their struggles, the more their taste delighted their tastebuds the better. This was something that would change Tart’s life forever if he didn’t do anything but to the vaporeon this was nothing more than another meal. With how weak their squirms were it was hard to even tell sometimes to them that what they were about to eat was a living breathing person. Unfortunately for Tart, their feelings were not the priority in this situation and they weren’t right from the beginning simply due to how weak they were.

Soon most of their body would be inside and just their tail remained outside of the maw, tasted for quite a while as the vaporeon would not get tired of their taste in the slightest no matter how much they had it. Time felt like an illusion inside there and every moment felt like an agonizing eternity, with his strength fading so did his hope of getting out. His struggles growing weaker and weaker till he couldn’t struggle at all, and once the vaporeon realized that they realized they wouldn’t get to have much fun anymore. It disappointed them quite a bit to see someone so lively and rebellious become so exhausted and weak, if anything they loved their squirms for the sole fact he found them cute. “Really? That’s all the fight you have~? I guess all good things do really come to an end at some point… Oh well~” They let out a sad sigh that their fun was over and began to push them to the back of their throat, once there and tucked in they’d give a single strong GLRP~ that would send them on their way. Now nothing more than a small bulge sliding down to its destination.

“N-no… I’m… not food….” Tart would say weakly as the light of the outside world began to fade with his descent, wanting to try and climb back up but his body not cooperating with him in the slightest. The walls around them began to squish him incredibly tightly and uncomfortably, pushing them down in a rhythmic and hypnotic fashion. The unbearable smell of raw fish grew bigger the further they went down, trying to now breathe exclusively out of their mouth just so they wouldn’t have to smell it. Tart couldn’t help but find it all almost akin to torture, he felt mocked and humiliated beyond belief to even be in this situation. To become mere food to someone, he felt he was destined for great things but ended up nothing more than a snack. He couldn’t even relax upon the descent as he was mocked too from the groans and growls of the stomach which now were becoming more apparent to them and louder than when outside. His pride was shattered and all he could do was quietly whine, knowing it wouldn’t do anything.

He’d quickly reach the stomach as he was squeezed through the small sphincter and forcefully plopped inside, a little bounce being made from the outside as they were nothing more than a small bulge on the vaporeon’s form. The only remnant now that they were outside at all. Falling into the sack with a pile of fish and chewed up berries to keep him company, he’d be disgusted to no end. The worst part was he couldn’t even move away from them with how they were all over the vaporeon’s stomach. It was unbearably loud in there too with the groans and growls constantly around him being almost deafening and now inescapable, mocking them constantly about what they were now. Drenched in all sorts of fluids and slime that would mix with them from every slosh and sway of their predator’s belly, he’d hear their predator let out a triumphant belch upon claiming another meal.

“Ouuurrrraaaaapppp~ Ah…. Aaaaand now you’re all mine! You were such a silly bunny for seriously thinking you’d get to waltz into my home like that, thinking you owned the place when now I own you~! Still though… it’s not like I mind~!” The vaporeon would say with a hefty pat to their gut and a little chuckle, the belch causing the space inside to tremendously decrease squishing the bun against the fleshy walls around them inside for a second. Tart would be forcefully mixed further with the contents, groaning weakly when it finally lets up. “Ghh…It’s disgusting in here, I hate it… You’re terrible… You’ll pay for this I swear it…”

“Whatever you sayyyy~! Though I do have to admit, I still am quite hungry. Do you think I should have more, my little pet~?” The words would make Tart sick and feel unbelievably humiliated, to be called such a term made him so upset he’d gain a small burst of energy just to rebel against it. “I’m NOT your pet and you already had enough you fatty.” Weakly squirming inside would make the fish smirk and roll their eyes, even still he had a bit of fight left. He couldn’t help but find it amusing that he clung to his pride so intensely, it simply made them want even more to strip it all away. As his stomach groaned for even more, Tart would be shaken up inside and startled with an “eep!”

“That’s me! A fatty that loves snacking on little cuties like you~ I’ll go get more now~” They’d trot away as their stomach swayed with every step, sloshing and groaning the entire way. Tart having not the best time all the while with how the walls around them constantly shifted every second in a dizzying fashion making him nauseous. He’d try to find a place to stay still and avoid the mess as best as he could but to no avail, He was having a terrible time adapting to his surroundings and soon he’d be even more.
It wouldn’t take long for their predator to find their next meal, walking around the various ponds, they’d easily spot any fish hiding from them a mile away. They’d be grabbed with their dexterous paws and a bunch would be hauled back in no time at all. Soon after, before Tart could even recover from the walk their predator would begin to devour them all. Chewing them for a few seconds before gulping them down with the rest of the food.

Although having more food was quite nice for the vaporeon, it would be a living hell for the poor bunny currently stowed away inside. It was already quite filled with fish so now that more was coming down it would be quite hard for them to stay above the mush and leftovers. With the first fish coming down it’d hit Tart directly in the head as he slinked away incredibly grossed out, knowing he was going to be covered in even more mess was a terrible prospect to him “I don’t want it to be all over me more, this is disgusting… Stop!” They’d try to say to dissuade them but it wasn’t like they were in any positions to be making orders to anyone. It could only make their predator laugh a bit at their resistance as they continued to eat, amused that they still believed he would listen to them. “Nope~ You said i’m a fatty and a fatty loves to eat so I can’t stop now can I~? Besides doesn’t it help you feel like you belongggg~?” They’d slur their last word to tease them further to which the bun would squirm a bit in protest, those words of course getting on their nerves.

The stomach was slowly rising and with the mush now starting to get to the point where it was just above their head, they’d begin to panic. “H-hey, y-you’re done now right? You should be full now r-right?” Tart would say with quite the worry as he began to sweat not only from the intense humidity but now also from another fear. Sinking into the very filth he was covered in. “Oh not in the slightest! Why do you ask~?” They knew already likely what was going on even if they couldn’t see inside, just from that nonchalant attitude they had Tart knew he was doomed. “N-no please… I can’t go out like this… No more…” Tart would say as he begged one last time for them to try and reconsider all they’ve done to him up to this point… it meant nothing. The words that would crush any hope Tart had left of escaping would be uttered right there. “Sorry but you’re my food so I can do whatever I want~”

The mush would now begin to rise to the point Tart would begin to struggle to stay above it, slowly getting worse and worse with each second as their predator still continued to eat. He was already weak and now that he was fighting for what he believed was to stay alive he had to stay afloat no matter what. His struggles got weaker by the second and every second he’d feel himself slowly start to sink, he couldn’t even have the blessing of a second wind because he already expended that when trying to stop himself from getting eaten in the first place. Although their struggles would last for about only ten minutes it would feel like an eternity to them, every moment feeling slowed down as they tried to stop themselves from becoming one with the very slop they’re sinking into. He’d cry out one last time before sinking into the mush, his last desperate attempt to somehow get out of this situation. “B-bastard… I’ll get y-... mmph…”

Once he sunk inside, he’d try to make his way back up but once he was trapped below he couldn’t make it back. He couldn’t breathe down there and soon enough would faint from it all, sinking into the smelly slop he despised so much. The vaporeon wouldn’t even notice they stopped and continue to finish the rest of their meal before even acknowledging if they’re still ok. It rising even further as now there was no way back up. After finally eating they’d feel the lack of their struggles and chuckle a bit, “They weren’t that strong but they sure were tasty. How very cute~” They’d give a few hearty pat to their full sloshing and groaning before beginning to walk back to a little cave for some rest.

Once they got there they’d begin to feel their stomach growl even louder for a second and compress before some air began to come back up their throat, they wouldn’t try to hold it in and would let out a loud raucous, “Uuoooarrrrrppp~!” With that a rainbow scarf would fly out, chucked to the ground and covered in stomach juices from a long journey. He’d pick it up with a bit of a grin knowing who it came from, “Oh? Well don’t mind if I do~ You are mine now after all~” They’d put it on despite it being a bit of a tight fit before kneading into their belly, soft like dough as it gurgled happily with its most recent meal.

“I won’t kill you, don't worry, how else would I mess with you~? I’ll be just keeping you for a loooong time, i’ll make sure no one ever finds you~”



I made this for myself because i got too vorny over art i saw of vaps, couldn't get the scenario out of my head so had to write it. Also the name of the story is literally just something i happen to be conveniently farming in one of my games LOL. Anyway hope it's good i guess, if it's not that's fine too