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!Your mind feels numb. You don't know how long you've been stuck here, immobile and formless inside the belly of a Spinda. It was scary at first, to be eaten alive, then slowly eroded over the course of months until you more closely resembled dust than a living thing. In a way, you almost long for those days, to be able feel at all - the Spinda had gone into hibernation shortly after eating you, so not only could you not move, nothing was moving you for the most part. Who were you before all this? What ambitions were cut short? Did you ever even truly exist outside of Spinda's body, or was it a delirious fantasy that your idle thoughts had cooked up...?

Even those thoughts, however, had slowly grown irrelevant and insignificant compared to the simple desire to be moved, to be stimulated in literally any way. Crazy though it may have once sounded, you begin to truly treasure every little movement Spinda makes in their lengthy slumber. An idle lurch from one side to another. A paw rai to rest atop the belly that contains you, gently slithering back to the panda's side at a glacial pace that could take anywhere between hours or days. You've actually grown to LIKE their snoring whenever it picks up, just for the simple reason that you can feel the reverberations from it throughout your powdery, dusty form.

But these moments are rare and fleeting. So much of your time is complete motionless nothingness, stuck with nothing but your thoughts. That was, until today. Your brain tickles with activity as Spinda slowly begins to stir. You feel a lurch as gravity seems to shift, your sandy remains tumbling to a different side of the stomach with a prolonged 'shhhhhhhh' noise. Did Spinda just... sit upright? You hear a loud yawn. You feel the subtle tremors of their awakening stretch, then a subtle bounce as they slowly get up to their feet. Woah. That feels so good! You haven't felt this much movement in such a long time! You want more!

'Shhhh... shhhich!'

You feel Spinda's paws lift up under you and then release, letting all your weight plummet at once to the bottom with a vigorous bounce! Far from just being stimulating, all this movement feels exciting, almost arousing... and the panda seems to realize you're still aware enough to have those feelings, firmly pressing down on you with its paws and swirling all over you, mixing you around and giggling in response. You're sure it's meant to be at your expense, but truth be told you love being treated this way now.

'Shhhch... shchi shchi shchi!'

Spinda begins to stumble out of its little cave, with a certain spring and a sway that seems to jostle you around on purpose. In fact, the noise you make quickly turns out to BE the purpose of it, as well as your purpose as a part of them. You like the jostling, Spinda likes the noise, both of you are happy! The noise attracts others of its peers, and the shaking quickly turns into an an event somewhere between a party and a symphony - lots of being played like an instrument and being smushed against the bellies of other Spinda, who you can only assume were just as starved for attention as you were until not too long ago.

You don't think you'll ever get tired of this. The months begin to drag on again, but you've already accepted your place as Spinda stuffing, and you're content to stay that way forever...~#0327 SPINDA: THE MARACA POKEMON. THEIR SAND FILLED STOMACHS MAKE A DISTINCT SOUND WHEN SHAKEN. NO TWO SPINDA EVER SHARE THE SAME PATTERN ON THEIR BELLIES.