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My true hatred for my father…

This is my true feelings toward my father in a Pokémon vore story. Prepare for hell.

Age one…

I was a talented young child. My family lived in the middle of a forest. My father was a true bastard. My mother… She was quiet to say the least. I had a rare ability one that hadn't been seen in years. I naturally befriended pokemon. And I understood them like I would another human. My father was unaware of something about me though…

Age three…

I wandered off from my little town into the forest… There I would find my true love in life. Vore… I when I got lost. Befriended every pokemon I had come across so far. I was quite happy at this. I felt them nudge me at times. Then I found an old rundown cabin. I made it my little hideout. Then at the end of my first day of wandering I headed back to the inn we stayed at. My father cruelly beat me for wandering off without telling him. The next day I went back. The pokemon noticed the marks and I understood them perfectly. I was very surprised at this but I enjoyed my new found friends love and care. Eventually I found a waterfall near the cabin. It was quite close to the cabin and a lovely milotic lived there. She liked me immediately and snuggled me with her long slender body. I enjoyed myself with her. Then came when she vored me. She grabbed me with her mouth gently and allowed me to gently slide down her throat. I enjoyed this even more. I never wanted to leave the forest to go back to my hell of a home…

Age five…

Not much happened at this age. I had made friends with so many pokemon. And I also gained the sympathy of the townsfolk. So onto to age 8.

Age 8

I was cruelly beaten at this age much more often. Mother doing nothing to stop it. I felt weak and afraid even with my pokemon friends at my side. I needed more time…

Age ten...

The most important age of this story. This is where the rest of the story takes place. I walked into the forest again as usual. The townsfolk feeling sympathy for me. I went to my cabin which had become my main home now. Sometimes I would stay there for days on end. Pissing my father off to no end. When I came home he beat me with the flat end of a freaking SWORD! Ugh… I felt weak but my friends kept me going with constant voring sessions. I felt happy with them. One particular day I would be free of them forever. My parents would be gone and I'd live in peace with my friends.

The day mentioned before. Still at age ten…

I had run off with my father chasing me angrily. I had told the authorities everything he had done to me and everyone else. He was out for my blood now. If he caught up with me, I'd be killed. I felt my legs tire and then I came to my cabin. I ran right into my lucario friend there. She grabbed me and knew instinctively it seemed to devour me right then and there. She then ran to milotic who devoured her and then she let me out next to her. We held a quick conversation inside milotic's stomach. Lucario understood perfectly what was happening. Milotic then passed us along to a ninetails I had befriended who also devoured us happily. She then despite her over full stomach ran off with us inside her. I felt safer by the moment. The ninetails then passed us along to an absol. Who then took us to a flygon. The flygon took us to a nearby glade and deposited us there. Then after it had left… Father showed up.

"You stupid little fuck!" He yelled angry as hell. "I'll kill you for this!"

I was scared shitless. My lucario friend prepared to defend me with her life.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" A voice yelled. Then the police showed up. Father took up a machine gun and fired at them. He killed two of them before he was taken down. They then took him to a copter where he was thrown in and taken off to a maximum security prison to await sentencing. When the police left I went to my cabin. And found all my friends there including my milotic. I was then brought down under thier combined pounces. I felt so much love then. It was the happiest moment of my life. Milotic then grabbed me gently withg her mouth and genbtly devoured me. She went slowly and let me enjoy myself. I felt free and happy. There we're few words after except from this one chorused phrase...

"Good night Henry! Sleep tight!"

And that's the end of this! Hope you enjoyed!
My true hatred for my father in a pokemon vore story,
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I really liked this. When I read this, I was no longer sitting in my bed looking at another story on dA. Instead I was you. I feel you added a lot of detail, and took time in writing this. I especially liked how you wrote the story out in a timeline fashion, making it very easy to follow. Most of the stoies that I have been seeing on dA have had poor grammar and puntuation. This has been a nice change from that. I look forward to seeing more stories from you. I would give this a 10/10. :D
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hydralover239 Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014  New member Hobbyist Artist
Wow his dad's a bitch.
TaranJHook Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I have to favourite this just because it's so fucking ridiculous!
Absolheart7 Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
Jimworld70 Featured By Owner May 20, 2014
Good Job! ^^ Wow your father must be the biggest prick. XD Also how a Fox... Wolf... Thing ate a most likely 4.5ft Human the spit it out literally 10 seconds later.. XDDDDD
TheCrimsonCrafter Featured By Owner Apr 22, 2014  Student Writer
if it wasn't a machine gun and you didn't use the word vore in the story, it would be better nic job though.
dreadlockmetaleater Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2014  Student Writer
Your father is the son of jason vorhees and jeff the killer
TheCrimsonCrafter Featured By Owner Apr 22, 2014  Student Writer
and then the kid had a kid with slender.
TheCrimsonCrafter Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014  Student Writer
if I sent you a picture of me, would you do a vore pic with me in it?
TheCrimsonCrafter Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014  Student Writer
that would be heaven for me.
surrounded by pokemon, getting vored left and right.
doomrider023 Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2014
The news report five years later: An escaped convict is running around with a sword yelling "I'm coming B****!"
2 months later on the news: the rogue swordsman was knocked out and apprehended by a little boy holding a wooden training katana. The irony. 

If this where the town I live in, this would PROBABLY happen :P
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