A Pheromone Fueled Encounter

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The Salazzle was ready for a good time. And so, he turned on his pheromones, ready to attract it.
The Pokemon smirked as he moved about, turning heads as he made his way down the street.  But it wasn’t until he reached the hotel, and saw a particular Charizard, that he knew who his target would be.
The Charizard stared at him, entranced by the pheromones.  “Hey there, cutie,” the Salazzle teased, walking up to the draconian Pokemon and tracing a finger down his chest.  “You up for a good time?  Because I know I am~.”
The Charizard, a big and meaty fellow, blushed, then smiled.  “Oh, yes.  I’d love to have a good time with you. . .”
“Then follow me,” the Salazzle purred, walking down the hall.  The Charizard walked with him, and soon, they were inside a hotel room, at the bed, naked aside from their underwear
“Sit on my lap, facing me,” the Salazzle ordered, releasing more pheromones into the air.  They wafted to the Charizard’s nose, and he became even more entranced.  The dragon nodded, then sat on the Salazzle’s legs.  “Good boy,” the Pokemon purred.
He began humping the Charizard, his large, erect cock pressing against the dragon’s sizeable member.  The Charizard moaned—that motion, mixed in with the pheromones in the air, was overwhelmingly good, and he leaned into the humping, loving it.
“Like that, cutie?” the Salazzle purred, leaning into his partner’s ear.  The Charizard nodded, and so the Salazzle continued, rubbing his dick against the dragon’s, precum leaking from both of them.  He smirked, and brought his hand down, touching the Charizard’s beautiful penis, stroking over the underwear.
The Charizard let out a surprised cry upon being touched, and said, “F-Fuck. . .”  The Salazzle really knew how to work a guy up, and the stroking and humping increased his arousal even more—not to mention the pheromones already turning him on!  He couldn’t take it anymore, he was going to—
The draconian Pokemon came then and there, cum squirting on his belly and staining his stomach.  The Salazzle smiled, and his hand retreated from the dick—then grabbed the Charizard by the shoulders.  He did the same with his other hand, and smiled, licking his lips.
“That was good,” the Charizard said, panting.
“Yes, it was,” the Salazzle purred.  “And now, it’s dinner time.”
He opened his maw nice and wide, displaying dripping wet teeth and a drooling tongue.  Transfixed, the Charizard stared inside, unable to move.  The pheromones had seduced him so completely, he was unable to react appropriately and resist. . .
The Salazzle closed his mouth around the Charizard’s head, sucking it and moaning.  The flavor of the dragon was as wonderful as he imagined, intense and firey, and he couldn’t get enough of it.  The Pokemon lapped up his prey, not letting an inch of the meat go untasted.  His stomach growled insistently, wanting the meal, and he smiled.
Inside the mouth, the Charizard felt the tongue invade his space, licking him all over and slurping over his ears, nose, and cheeks—until his entire face had been sampled.  “Mmmm!” sounds rumbled throughout the mouth, making his head vibrate.  Trying to escape didn’t occur to him—he trusted the Salazzle, after all.
/Gulp!/  His head was thrust from the gooey mouth to the tight throat of the predator.  He could barely move in this space, and he realized he was curved downward, heading toward the Salazzle’s stomach.  The Charizard could hear it bubbling down below. . .
The Salazzle licked up his meal’s neck, and then swallowed that down too, reaching the shoulders of his prey.  As much as he loved tasting this meaty, delicious meal, he needed food in his stomach soon, and so he sped himself up, sucking in the shoulders and chest in record time, lapping them up quickly before gulping them down.
The Charizard was shoved deeper and deeper into the throat, headed down further in the predator.  He felt his chest being tasted up above—and then, his midsection was swallowed, pushing him in even more.  His head popped out of the cramped throat, and he entered a spacious area.  Breathing out a sigh of relief, he realized he was inside the Salazzle’s stomach—the smell of acid was palpable.  But that was alright, he reasoned.  He trusted this predator enough to not be food. . .
The Salazzle felt his prey enter his growling belly, and smiled, eager to have the Charizard fill him up.  He sucked in the dragon’s hips (giving the dick a teasing lick along the way), then moved onto the big legs, lapping them up with delighted ease.  Once he gulped them down, only the feet were left, and the Charizard was piled into his stomach, making a visible bulge.
Inside, the prey was forced to curl up inside the growling stomach, and felt the last piece of him still outside.  He wiggled his toes, eager to be inside the gut.  Smirking, the Salazzle decided to accommodate him: his feet were licked, then promptly swallowed down.  A moment later, all of him was inside the belly.
The predator looked at his huge gut, admiring it, loving that all of his prey was inside.  The Charizard was safe and sound inside of him—and that was just lovely.
“That was some good roleplay,” the Salazzle purred, patting his big belly.  “You ok in there, Devin?”
“Oh yeah,” the Charizard replied.  “I’m great, Regus, thank you.  That was a really good way to spice things up—you were right.”
Regus grinned.  “I’m glad.  I had a lot of fun too.”
The Salazzle lay down on the bed, and set a timer on the clock, closing his eyes.  “I’m going to take a nap,” he said, yawning.  “You can rest in there, too. . . How does that sound?”
“Sounds great!” exclaimed Devin, snuggling up in the belly.
Regus smiled, and closed his eyes.  Soon, the two partners were fast asleep.