Buizel In The Box (Vore story)

The thunder clouds above you roared with anger. The random flashes of light startled you every time. You ran through the rain in hopes of finding some shelter. You look up at the sky to see that night had fallen long ago and that your parents were probably worried sick. The clothes you wear were soaked and the wind didn't help. The rain and the wind slowing you down and was eating away at your energy. As you continued to run you try to examen your surroundings. You were within a very thick forest and every tree created a shadow that made it harder to see. A small dirt path was all that you could follow, but because of  all the shadows, it was hard to see.

You eventually stumble upon a bigger path...a path you have never seen before. Without thinking you quickly follow it, in hopes that it will lead you somewhere safe. After a bit more running, you were out of breath and slowly running out of energy. You stop for a moment and sit by a tree, taking a moment to think of your situation. "I was out to by milk when the rain started and I lost the path..." after catching your breath you noticed that it was really quiet. Despite the rain, you heard no sounds of Pokemon. After getting up, you continue to walk down the path. 

Without your phone or any way of checking the time, you were completely cut off from the world. Then as if you had schizophrenia, you heard a voice calling your name. You quickly turn around and see no one standing around you. Then you heard a song being played, you were unsure on what the song actually was, but it sounds as if it was being played on a music box. Following the sound, it gets louder and louder, as if was trying to lead you somewhere. After a bit more walking you realize that the song was "Pop Goes The Buizel" a song your mother had taught you when you were younger. After a while you couldn't help but sing along....

"all around the cobbler's bench..."

"the Mankey chased the Buizel..."

"the Mankey thought that it was all fun..."

"pop, goes the Buizel..."

You sang this a good 40 times before you reached you destination. The path had opened up into a clearing, but within the center was an old house, probably the size of a mansion. Shelter was the first thing that came to your head, as you quickly ran towards the front door. You kindly knock, but when you did the door opened itself. 

As you peeked inside and see that it's very dark. You slowly walk inside and place your hand on the wall, which was actually placed on top of a light switch. You flicked the switch, and to your surprise the lights in the house turned on. The house had blue wallpaper and a lot of furniture from the 60's. After a bit of walking around, the house, seen pretty reserved. It had to have been a hundred years old, everything worked fine. As you continued to explore the house you stumble upon a room with many old inventions and random gadgets and gizmos. It appeared to be a lab, but what for? As you explored the house a bit more you also noticed that there was many pictures of a little boy with a Buizel in his arms. After more looking you discovered that the boy and the Buizel grew up together for about 13 years. 

Suddenly...

You heard the song again, except this time it was much louder. Eager to find out where the music was comig from, you followed the noise to a closet. Once you opened the door, the music stop and behind the door was a ladder. Above the ladder was a smaller door that appeared to go into the attic. As you climbed the ladder and opened the door, the music started to play once again, but this time it sounded as if it was coming from the walls. Once inside the attic there was a light switch. Once you turned on the lights you saw, within the room, purple wallpaper and a few lamps of the wall. A giant window that had a great view of the back yard and in the very center of the room was a box.

The box had many designs on it. With a beautiful red and green boarder and water drop like patterns, this is where the music was coming from. Thou, this confused you. The box was a two by two foot block of wood, or so you thought, with a small crank. Curious, you turned the crank, once you did the music started to play. You continued to turn it as the music got louder and louder. Eventually the box started to glow a blue color while the music still played loud. You couldn't help but sing along. 

"all around the cobbler's bench!"

"the Mankey chased the Buizel!"

"the Mankey thought that it was all fun!"

"POP! Goes the Buizel!"

And with that last POP! The box opened and a within the box appeared to be a glowing blue portal. As you lean closer the music slowly stopped play and the room became silent. Then a orange paw came out of the portal and grab the edge of the box. Then another orange paw came out. You backed away worried that a you had just released a beast into this world. Soon enought a little orange head popped out of the portal. Then you realized it was a Buizel. You quickly grabbed the paws of the poor thing and pulled the rest of it body out. Once the tails were free the box closed and stopped glowing. The Buizel immediately attacked you with a hug. "oh, Connor! You finally came home!" said the Buizel, who's voice was a little deep and sound some what like a 13 year old. "you can talk! And who's Connor?" the Buizel looked up at you and backed away, "your not Connor, Who are you and what are you doing in my master's home!" he screamed. You were slightly bothered by this, "I got lost on the way home and I found this house and helped you out of that box thing, and you yell at me?" the Buizel looked down and started to cry, "I'm sorry...I've-I've just been waiting for so long..." you felt bad for what had happen but you quickly picked up the Buizel and cradled him. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to get mad" you say, but it was no use, the Buizel covered his face with his paws and the tears were quickly rolling down the sides of his cheeks. "I want my Connor!" he cried. Then it hit you, Connor must have been the boy in the pictures. You quickly  went down stairs and walked to the pictures. "is that Connor?" the Buizel looked up and nodded, "yeah, but that's when he was 5..." you looked for another one and asked again, "he was 13..." finally you found the oldest picture of him, "is with what he looked like when you last saw him?" the Buizel looked at the picture and nodded, "he was 17 in that one..." then the Buizel had started to cry again, "I wanna see Connor!" you quickly calmed him down by softly stoking his back. "look how about we get to know each other first and then we can look for Connor." the Buizel stopped crying and smiled.

After introducing yourself and explaining what you were doing at his house the Buizel started to talk. "well when I was born, I was alone out in the forest and I had no one to talk to...then this little boy came out of nowhere and hugged me...he asked if I was lost and I nodded. His name was Connor...he took me in and we became the best of friends...and I never wanted to leave his side...and he taught me sooo many things! Like how to speak human and how to fix my bed and use a phone and how to write...Connor was very smart...he loved to make things and I was his little helper...but then one night...they went out to buy milk...and It was raining and thunder could be heard...and" the Buizel started to cry again, "and I waited and waited and waited...but Connor, his mom and dad never came back..." the Buizel was crying very harder now, "I thought they left because they didn't want me..." you quickly picked him up and started to stoke his back. "it's okay, they didn't wanted you maybe...they weren't able to come back...um, how long were you in the box?" the Buizel wiped his tears and said, "um...52 years..." you were in complete shock. "52 years? Why?" the Buizel squrimed out of your grip and jumped to the floor. "Connor said if anything bad were to happen, to go in the box..." now things started to make sense. The box must have stopped Buizel from aging and it also helped him survive with out food and water. Suddenly a loud growl was heard from Buizel's stomach, "gosh...I'm starved" as he put his paws on his stomach, he looked up at you in hopes that maybe you had something to eat. You walked into the kitchen to find that there was no food and that any food that was left was way over spoiled. "um...there's nothing to eat..." and that when you noticed that Buizel was no longer next to you. "Buizel?" then you felt something be poured all over your head. You turn around to see Buizel had poured a bottle of a red liquid on your head. "what is this?" he just smiled and hugged you. Then you slowly felt the room grow, as if you were shrinking. After a minute or so, you were half the size of Buizel. He just stared down at you with his hungry eyes and his mouth drooling. "wait! Maybe we can find some food!" he just smiled, "don't worry, Connor taught me this too..." and with that he lifted your body out and shoved your head into his mouth.

Once inside his mouth, the hot breath warmed your face and his wet tongue would continue to lick you face, which would cool it. You immediately started to squirm trying to get out of his mouth, but he just purred. You felt his paws grab your shoulders and push them into his hungry maw. He swallowed a little bit which cause your head to slowly slide into his throat.  "Buizel! What are you doing!" you yelled but it was no use, he continued to push your body deeper and deeper into his. Once he got your torso into his mouth he lifted his head and swallowed a few times. You body slowly worked itself down towards his stomach. You tried kicking your legs, in hopes he pulls you out, but it was useless. He grabbed you legs and shoved them into his mouth. After several more gulps, you were pushed into his stomach. You heard him purr as the rest of your body followed. You sat there, in complete darkness, only to hear his breathing and heart beat. "hey are you okay?" you heard him say, "okay! OKAY! You just ate me!" you heard him giggle, "it's not so bad...Connor liked it..." you just sighed and waited, "you know...you were pretty darn delicious..." you stayed quiet, not really sure on how to answer that, "so when are you going to digest me?" you ask, "what! Oh, no...maybe I should have told you first...I won't digest you. You were just a snack. I'll let you out later." Buizel calmly rubbed his belly to show that you will be safe. "um...are you going to leave me?" Buizel ask. You took a moment to think, "why?" was the only thing you could say. Buizel was quiet for a moment then said, "I don't want to lose another friend...and I would like it if I wasn't lonely any more..." you smiled and said, "I can take you home with me...you don't have to stay here anymore" Buizel seemed to have like this idea because you felt him jump for joy. 

...

After Buizel let you out he returned you to normal size with another potion. You helped him packed his bags and his box. By the time everything was done it was morning and the sun had came out. "I'm glad you came to his house...and thanks for letting me out..." said Buizel as he licked your cheek. You smiled and started your long walk home.

With your new friend...

A Buizel out of the box...






52 years earlier...

*breaking new*

*off the side of the road was a horrible car crash. A drunk driver crashed into several other cars, one sadly...drove off the road and hit a tree, moments later it burst into flames...the only who was able to live it was Connor Smith...a high school student, and the only child of Barbra Smith  and Peter Smith*

*Hello, I'm Linda Luna, here coming live now at the hospital about to talk to Mr. Connor.........I'm sorry...but I just got word that...it appears that Mr. Connor had just past away...with some final words...he wanted to tell us...if anyone can find a good home for his Buizel...please do so...*