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Here's my Vore Day project! Every day from 8/8 onwards, I'll be picking one of the 18 Pokemon types and doing a unique vore scenario with them, under the rationale of regional Pokemon from a place that revolves around subjugating humans. Be sure to read the short story below if you need a better grasp on what's going on!

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Things have been going missing a lot in your house lately. Which is odd, because you live alone. And sure, valuables have vanished, but some of the stuff you can't account for doesn't make any sense. Salt shakers? Pillows and cushions? Hell, you've had to restock the toilet paper a few times without using it, too. Would a thief really plunder stuff THAT random...? There was only one way to find out. You're desperate enough at this stage to simply skip sleeping and wait in the next room with the lights off, waiting for something to happen. And lo and behold, you eventually hear gentle clattering in the next room. You DO have a thief!

Quietly peering through the door, you recognize them as... a Delibird? Aren't these things supposed to give, not take? In a way, that just annoys you more, and you're determined to put a stop to this once and for all. Fortunately for you, you still have a baseball bat in the room. You're sure a decent enough beating will get the message across. Bursting out of your room still in your pajamas, you hold your bat overhead, ready to take a swing down on the pesky thief... but Delibird seems to have seen you coming, and swings its sack over you first, engulfing you up to your ankles.

It... can't be serious, right? Surely this is just more annoying than harmful? With an irritated growl, you reach for the sides of the sack to try and lift it back up off of you... only to find the edges completely out of your reach. Which shouldn't have been possible - the sack was smaller than you when you last saw it, and it certainly wasn't any wider. Dig through ill-gotten gains as much as you try to, you can't seem to find the end of it. That's... weird. Maybe you should just crouch down and try to get yourself underneath the rim instead...

Before you can think to do that, though, you feel a lurch as Delibird hauls the sack up with you still inside. To your great surprise, you tumble even deeper in in the process, through a cacophony of clattering junk all around you. Oh god... where did the entrance go!? How was it this BIG inside!? You frantically try to "swim" backwards through all the stolen stuff around you, but no matter how far you go, you can't find an end to it. You're... completely trapped in here. The Delibird managed to steal YOU whole! What the heck do you do now...?

As hours stretch into days and days stretch into weeks, you realize there's nothing you CAN do. This abyss is your whole life now. All you really can do is try to survive off of it, sustaining yourself with stolen food and keeping yourself occupied with whatever electronics still function in here. You've grown so accustomed to the constant bobbing of Delibird's footsteps that you often forget they're there. Delibird on the other hand, despite how haphazardly it hoards junk without rhyme or reason, doesn't seem to have forgotten you're in there at all.

In a way, it seems to consider you its prized possession. Sometimes it pulls you part way back out of the sack, never any further than your shoulders. At first you treated this as a chance to escape, but you can only take so many failures until you realize you don't really have any choice but to let it have its way with you, even if it still clearly didn't see you as anything more than property. Drawing on your face, fitting you with pet collars and checking if they were still there next time, decorating your hair with other stuff it stole like ribbons and flowers. You have to put up with this because every time you try to resist, there's a conspicuous lack of food until the next time you're drawn out - and much as you hate being treated this way, you still need to eat.

Because that's all you'll ever be anymore - just a trophy for a thieving Delibird...

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#0225 DELIBIRD: THE JAILBIRD POKEMON. ITS LOOT SACK SEEMS TO BE TRULY BOTTOMLESS, STEALING EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING REGARDLESS OF WHETHER IT'S BIG OR SMALL, MOVING OR UNMOVING, ALIVE OR INANIMATE.

Description
Here's my Vore Day project! Every day from 8/8 onwards, I'll be picking one of the 18 Pokemon types and doing a unique vore scenario with them, under the rationale of regional Pokemon from a place that revolves around subjugating humans. Be sure to read the short story below if you need a better grasp on what's going on!

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Things have been going missing a lot in your house lately. Which is odd, because you live alone. And sure, valuables have vanished, but some of the stuff you can't account for doesn't make any sense. Salt shakers? Pillows and cushions? Hell, you've had to restock the toilet paper a few times without using it, too. Would a thief really plunder stuff THAT random...? There was only one way to find out. You're desperate enough at this stage to simply skip sleeping and wait in the next room with the lights off, waiting for something to happen. And lo and behold, you eventually hear gentle clattering in the next room. You DO have a thief!

Quietly peering through the door, you recognize them as... a Delibird? Aren't these things supposed to give, not take? In a way, that just annoys you more, and you're determined to put a stop to this once and for all. Fortunately for you, you still have a baseball bat in the room. You're sure a decent enough beating will get the message across. Bursting out of your room still in your pajamas, you hold your bat overhead, ready to take a swing down on the pesky thief... but Delibird seems to have seen you coming, and swings its sack over you first, engulfing you up to your ankles.

It... can't be serious, right? Surely this is just more annoying than harmful? With an irritated growl, you reach for the sides of the sack to try and lift it back up off of you... only to find the edges completely out of your reach. Which shouldn't have been possible - the sack was smaller than you when you last saw it, and it certainly wasn't any wider. Dig through ill-gotten gains as much as you try to, you can't seem to find the end of it. That's... weird. Maybe you should just crouch down and try to get yourself underneath the rim instead...

Before you can think to do that, though, you feel a lurch as Delibird hauls the sack up with you still inside. To your great surprise, you tumble even deeper in in the process, through a cacophony of clattering junk all around you. Oh god... where did the entrance go!? How was it this BIG inside!? You frantically try to "swim" backwards through all the stolen stuff around you, but no matter how far you go, you can't find an end to it. You're... completely trapped in here. The Delibird managed to steal YOU whole! What the heck do you do now...?

As hours stretch into days and days stretch into weeks, you realize there's nothing you CAN do. This abyss is your whole life now. All you really can do is try to survive off of it, sustaining yourself with stolen food and keeping yourself occupied with whatever electronics still function in here. You've grown so accustomed to the constant bobbing of Delibird's footsteps that you often forget they're there. Delibird on the other hand, despite how haphazardly it hoards junk without rhyme or reason, doesn't seem to have forgotten you're in there at all.

In a way, it seems to consider you its prized possession. Sometimes it pulls you part way back out of the sack, never any further than your shoulders. At first you treated this as a chance to escape, but you can only take so many failures until you realize you don't really have any choice but to let it have its way with you, even if it still clearly didn't see you as anything more than property. Drawing on your face, fitting you with pet collars and checking if they were still there next time, decorating your hair with other stuff it stole like ribbons and flowers. You have to put up with this because every time you try to resist, there's a conspicuous lack of food until the next time you're drawn out - and much as you hate being treated this way, you still need to eat.

Because that's all you'll ever be anymore - just a trophy for a thieving Delibird...

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#0225 DELIBIRD: THE JAILBIRD POKEMON. ITS LOOT SACK SEEMS TO BE TRULY BOTTOMLESS, STEALING EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING REGARDLESS OF WHETHER IT'S BIG OR SMALL, MOVING OR UNMOVING, ALIVE OR INANIMATE.