LoverofReptilianVore

Kennedy gasped as she slipped on the steep edge of the trash zone. Below her was what appeared to be a bottomless pit, above her were articles of trash threatening to push her into the pit. She gasped as a large box hit her head, and she reflexively let go of the edge. Her screams echoed through trash dump as she fell into the abyss, and it all went black. She groaned as she sat up when she came to. Everything reeked of trash and garbage and there was little to no light aside from some glowing mushrooms and moss. She stood up, looking around. She was stuck... She looked up at the entrance to the cavern, which was far out of her reach. "He

((WARNING; Mentions of depression, child abuse, and loss of family members.)) Kennedy cooed as she slithered home, her beloved little snack tucked away in her belly. She arrived in her nesting area, sighing as she saw that Charla was no where to be found. Her daughter was likely waiting for her human that would not return. Kennedy's heart ached for her baby. She knew how it felt to yearn for someone to return when they never would. But she had not had anyone to help her find food or learn how to hunt. She had to teach herself, and now she had made it her mission to keep as many orphaned Pokemon from going through what she did. Lady Luck had

Jake looked around, noting the stares he was receiving from strangers on the street. He smiled. At least he was getting some attention. He didn't mind. He was used to stares of awe and shock at his massive size. Though, he did favor the stares and attention from his human, Adonias. Speaking of which... "Hey, Jake. Sorry, I'm back. And I brought food and drinks for us~!", Adonias chirped, his hair still damp from when he had washed off in the river earlier. He hadn't liked the chilly water, but it was either that, or go out in public covered in saliva. He had sat in the sun and dried off quite a bit, though a bit impatiently. Jake didn't kno

Azzy stretched, yawning as he began to wake up. But he paused. Where was he? He was in a wet, warm sack of some sort. "Mmmm...~", Azzy heard a voice that was somewhat familiar, but his recently awoken brain just wasn't putting the pieces together. He gasped quietly as he realized that the sack around him was moving. It was gently rubbing him all over, leaving no part of him dry or uncovered in the slimy substance that was in the sack with him. He looked around, desperately trying to remember how he got here, but he just couldn't put it together. He panicked for a moment as his world shifted, the sack turning over and making him end up on hi

Adonias wiped the sweat from his forehead as he traveled through the deep jungle. He warily listened for any dangerous Pokemon, constantly on edge. He had only recently caught a Spearow, but as soon as he had told him that they had to travel through this section of the jungle to reach society again, the bird refused to follow him, going as far to break out of his Pokeball several times over. Adonias had given up, releasing the stubborn bird, who immediately flew as far as he could from the jungle. Which was odd. Why would he...? Adonias gulped nervously. Maybe it was because the Pokemon was inexperienced in battling, and the Pokemon in thi

The young, ten-year-old boy sat on the bank of the stream near his home, fishing for a Pokemon. He had only caught a Magikarp so far, but other than that, all he could catch was water weeds. It was aggravating to him, but Azzy was a patient boy for his age. He wanted a Pokemon to be his companion, his "starter." He wanted a Pokemon to willingly become his partner. He didn't want to merely catch them in a Pokeball. He wanted them to want to stay with him. The Magikarp seemed to be busy, as it had hopped into the stream as soon as Azzy set it down. He didn't mind, he was just lonely. Azzy gasped as something pulled on his line. He began to

The Serperior sighed as she slithered through the forest. She stopped by the river for a drink, sticking her vines into the flowing stream to root herself before lowering her head down to the water and taking a hearty drink. She lifted herself back up gracefully, smiling as she took note of the beautiful weather. But she didn't have too much time to dawdle. She had a child to care for. A newly evolved Dragonair named Charla, a little orphaned snakey that the Serperior couldn't help but take into her part of the jungle, under her canopy. She had adopted several children in her long lifespan, time being very kind to her. Thanks to her unique