You somehow got shrunked down to only two feet, then got attacked by a Vulpix and became its meal.
You felt the entire process of getting eaten and digested by a fire fox, a part of it you enjoyed, a part you don't remember. Either way, you somehow didn't lost consciousness even tho you became fox fat and fox shit, and it definitely didn't feel like you were anywhere wet or tight or smelly.
Then you suddenly saw the light but not the heaven light, it was the sun. Somehow you were alive even tho you died. You were still on the forest and still only two feet high. Confused but happy, you looked around and to your surprise, the Vulpix.
The same Vulpix that ate you and digested you was a few meters away from you, sleeping on its size. The belly that you were stored in, was reduced to normal as the rum of the fox was completely big, you envied that a little.
Looking around even further, a Ninetales seemed to be meditating on a stone way further in the forest.
For some reason you were curious. Why were you back to life if your fat become fox fat for the Vulpix? What happens if you get eaten again? Why do you even wonder about that? Those questions could be answered only by reliving that moment. But who to get the honour?
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