The Legendary Latias' Scrumptious Sparky Snack
By Lutro
“Chaaaaaa. ♥” A quaint lush forest brimmed with the pleasant sounds of a pleased pokémon. A sated pikachu rested on his back up against a tree with mostly-eaten berries strewn about him. Berry juice dribbled down his chin and stained his yellow fur, with the juice slowly trailing down over the tuft on his chest and flowing around his distended belly. The plump pikachu’s lunch was particularly exquisite and left Sparky gently swaying his thunderbolt-shaped tail back and forth in serenity. He licked his lips to snag any dribbling juice from his lips before stretching out his stubby legs in all directions, wiggling his digits and uttering out another content sigh. “This is living,” he said to himself, using his yellow fluffy mane of hair as an impromptu pillow and slipping his paws behind his head.

The full, content pikachu was all set to doze off for the afternoon, to join in with the rest of the forest’s peace and quiet. Sparky’s eyes only started to droop when his long ears flicked instinctively. The next instant there was a booming thunderous roar from the sky, blowing trees back and bringing the whole forest alive with rustling. Sparky was blown away several feet, tumbling to a stop in a bunch of grass near a small pond. He was dazed by the sudden force, his paws played all directions, his eyes wincing from the sudden flood of sunlight that the tree’s shade was shielding him from. Sparky blinked several times to clear his vision, just in time for something to blot out said light from above. At first, he mistook the figure for a low-hanging cloud floating above. When his vision cleared up, however, he gasped and fitfully tried to push himself up with his forepaws. The figure above him had a pleased smile on her lips, hovering several feet above Sparky, and staring right at him. Sparky knew who she was.

Everyone knew who she was.

“You’re… Y-you’re...” he stuttered shyly. His eyes sparkled in admiration, the pikachu hardly believing his eyes.

“That’s right,” a soothing feminine voice flowed. “The one and only Latias.” Sparky stood, full belly grumbling and swaying in the process, and rubbed his eyes. He stared, having no doubt the pokémon was who she said she was. From the long neck, the symbol on her chest, to the claws and wings. Latias swooped down lower, head leaning down right up against Sparky. He uttered a pitiful, abashed whimper when she pecked his cheek with a simple kiss. His cheeks flushed crimson and he rubbed the back of his neck, Latias giggling. “Aren’t you just the cutest lil’ pikachu?” Sparky turned away shyly, Latias allowing herself a lick of her lips, the tingling electric type taste still lingering on them.

Sparky squeaked, finally managing to turn up and face her again. What do I say? How should I respond to such a legendary pokémon? Right here in my own home! “...Hi,” he managed after a few moments’ silence, cheeks still glowing. “I-I’m Sparky.”

Latias giggled again, looming over the abashed pikachu. “I know,” she said plainly, looking about the forest. “It was a shame to disturb the tranquil of the environment, but you see, I had a very good reason for doing so.” She fluttered her eyes down at Sparky, smug smile never leaving her lips. Sparky blushed more brightly.

“Wh-what? Wh-what reason is that, L-Latias?” Sparky couldn’t help himself. A legendary pokémon flew fast enough to break the sound barrier, all to get to him? Maybe he was needed! Perhaps he was an important pikachu, destined to help save the world alongside some of the mightiest legendary pokémon known! Could it be that–

“I’m hungry.”

The flights of fancy floating about Sparky’s mind vanished. “...Huh?” Sparky looked about the area he called home. He wasn’t sure why Latias would come all the way to the quaint forest where he lived just to find something to– 

Slrrrrrrrrp!

Sparky sputtered as a thick, drooling Latias tongue slowly dragged up over his chubby belly, chest tuft, and face. Whatever berry juice that was lingering on the electric type was licked away, enhancing his flavor. Sparky moved to wipe away the sticky slobber with his paws, only getting more of it stuck to him. “No, I’m not here for the forest’s bounty. I’m here for you, you delectable little rodent.” Latias leaned her head down and flicked her head, sending a squeaking Sparky tumbling on to his back. The pikachu, just beginning to comprehend, let out a fearful whine, eyes bulging in shock. “You understand, of course, why I would travel here just for you. That plump succulent flavor of yours was worth the trip!” And before Sparky could so much as whimper out a protest, Latias’ jaws opened with a squelch and slammed down over him! Sparky wailed as three quarters of his body slipped into the legendary pokémon’s mouth, drool caking over him from all sides. The ground left him when Latias lifted her head, holding the flailing, sobbing Sparky in her jaws. Latias murmured delightfully, running her tongue all over Sparky’s body, ignoring his half-audible cries, soaking him in her saliva.

Latias tasted Sparky a little more, then, much to Sparky’s surprise, she spat him out like any half-chewed piece of food. He yelped, bouncing against the ground and landing on his belly, rump in the air, cooling saliva oozing down all over his body. “L-Latias?” he squeaked, mostly to himself, praying it was all just a prank. But when he rolled over onto his back once more to stare up, he saw her licking and smacking her lips, clearly having enjoyed his flavor. “W-w-why…?” he whined.

“Don’t you see, you pathetic little pokémon?” she sneered. “I am now in complete control of your life! What little remains of it, anyway… If I wanted to, I could have swallowed you whole on the spot, without even thinking about it. You would be nothing but a bulge on my body, squirming into this.” Latias lowered down, suddenly pressing her red stomach hard against Sparky. The pikachu, already covered in slimy drool and barely recovered, let out a sputtering whimper. He couldn’t even get his paws in front of him, whole face full of down feathers and pressed into the malleable legendary pokémon stomach. With his large ears right up against Latias, he could hear the subtle groans and growls from the belly. The exact same noises his was making just an hour ago. Now, his own full belly was squished flat against her own, squeezing Sparky tightly between it and the ground.

“Mmff…. Mfff!” he protested weakly, finding it hard to breathe. Only when he was about to pass out did Latias lift off with a smirk. Sparky stuck against her belly for a few moments, before gravity managed to peel him away, landing on the ground head-first and making his world spin.

“Awe...” Latias cooed. It sounded sympathetic to the dizzy Sparky, until she continued, hovering inches from him. “You just look so adorable with all of that slobber of mine draining off your body. Let’s add a little more, shall we?” Sparky raised a paw, shaky and week, with his face in the ground. Trying to stop Latias from tasting him again and failing utterly, feeling that thick tongue push against his form hard. She licked and slurped at Sparky for several minutes, over his head and between the ears; against his shoulders and down his back; up and down either of his sides, making the folds of his belly squelch in drool; and finally up and around his rear, Sparky blushing hotly into the ground feeling the tongue glide over his furry sack and tailhole. “Lovely,” Latias moaned after the last lick, admiring the saliva-soaked pikachu from above.

Sparky forced himself to roll onto his back, cringing at the feeling of slimy drool being trapped between him and the ground. No sooner did he do that than Latias came down for another set of slurps, the pikachu babbling out protests as she went to town on his now-exposed belly and chest… And down between his legs. “P-please… Please Latias! Y-you don’t want to really eat me do you? Wh-what did I do to deserve this?!”

“Nothing,” she stated simply, licking over Sparky’s belly again. “You’re a pathetic nothing of a pokémon. You don’t need nor deserve an explanation. I have decided that you will be my sustenance, and there isn’t a thing you can do about it.”

Sparky was crushed at the realization as the looming Latias laughed over his soaked body. The cruel legendary wasn’t going to answer. He was her food, and she would never answer why. Tears flowed from his eyes as he laid there, forced to stare at the threatening pokémon above him. “P-please… Please don’t eat me...” he begged.

Latias rolled her eyes. “Oh, like that’s really going to stop me now.” She licked her lips once more and slowly circled over Sparky, much like a mandibuzz. Then she dove, Sparky shrieking in terror, seeing those jaws part again. But they simply locked over his long, black-tipped ears, lips pressed up against his hair. He cringed and cried, wriggling uselessly, hearing every suckle and slurped with his ears in those jaws. He heard and felt every slop of drool filter all around them, including the last elongated slurp as Latias pulled free from her pika-prey. Sparky shivered uncontrollably, ears flicking in a feeble effort to cleanse themselves. “I’m going to enjoy swallowing you down, Sparky,” Latias gloated, her words slightly muffled with all the drool drizzling off his ears. What wasn’t coming in muffled, however, was the sudden loud growl from her dangling belly. “And I may get to it sooner rather than later. ♥”

“No… N-n-no!” Sparky tried, voice cracking with his eyes locked on that swaying stomach. Latias noted where he was looking, and rocked back and forth to make her empty growling stomach sway in his vision.

“That’s right, Sparky. This is where your journey ends.” She giggled, then blinked, a tooth-filled grin filling the pikachu’s vision as she pressed her snout against his. “Actually, that’s not quite true...” Latias kept that smile as a confused Sparky watched her raise her head and slowly spun around in the air. That confusion was quickly replaced with horror when the legendary pokémon leaned her backside down to give Sparky a good look. Under her lump of a red tail, a thick set of pussy lips sat. And just above was a twitching puckered tailhole, twitching about right in front of Sparky’s face. “This,” Latias crowed, “is where your journey ends. Squeezed out and left as a miserable pile of remains somewhere… and quickly forgotten about.” Latias craned her head around to peer down at Sparky with one eye. “A fitting end for such a lowly pokémon such as yourself.”

Sparky had horrible visions race across his mind eye. The fully-digested pikachu being forced deeper into Latias, what was left of him leaving her body as… “N-no, I won’t let you!” he squealed, cheeks starting to alight in electricity. “I-I’m not pathetic! I’m not your food! I-I… won’t ever be coming out of… o-of that!” His squeaking voice did little to intimidate Latias. And the little sparks gave her another wicked idea. As Sparky tried to posture, shakily bringing himself to stand, she hovered herself a bit backwards, with her rear still inches above Sparky.

“I guess you just don’t understand how useless it is to resist. Your life is forfeited, Sparky. To me.” With a lustful look in her eyes, she suddenly sank down over top Sparky. The pikachu let out a surprised squeak when the plump folds of Latias’ snatch crashed down over him, his sparking body squeezed harshly into the dry tunnel. Latias bit her lip and let a moan escape, allowing that electricity to stimulate her nethers. Sparky’s world was one of utter darkness and odors of Latias’ feminine scent, losing all concentration and ending up hanging limply from her folds. The stimulation he proffered slickened up Latias’ vagina, making the pudgy pikachu easy to drive deeper. Latias’ rear budged up against the ground and lifted, Sparky in up to his thighs and whining pathetically.

“Remember this for the remainder of your miserable life, Sparky: You. Can’t. Escape.” At each punctuated word, Sparky felt the vaginal walls tighten and squelch all over him. He was buffeted with more of her fluid at each compression, Latias openly moaning as she used Sparky for her own personal pleasure. The sudden onslaught of her juices and musky feminine scent buffeting him made Sparky’s mind swirl. He whined weakly and twitched unable even to protest while under the hypnotic presence of a horny Latias.

She only held things off for a few minutes. Every second was torture for Sparky, trapped deep inside her with everything pulsating against his body all at once. He was only freed when Latias hovered back up and let herself go. The ensuing orgasm squeezed Sparky right out into the nearby pond, the electric type struggling to stay afloat, dizzy and weak. When his head broke the surface he was greeted with an onslaught of femcum splashing over his body, the murring Latias’ tongue hanging out. Once she was done, she licked her lips and spun back around, giggling at the sorry state Sparky was in. 

“Good idea, Sparky!” she said mockingly, nosing down to dunk the flailing rodent underwater several times. “Can’t have you be covered in such wonderful things when it’s time to eat you. You have to be all nice and prepared!”

The sarcastic tones drilled deep into Sparky. By the time he was yanked out of the water and callously tossed to the ground, he was a soggy whimpering mess of a pokémon, trying to curl against himself in a meager defense. “Please...” He begged, staring up with wide, quivering eyes. “Please Latias. I don’t wanna d-die! I don’t wanna get eaten… Don’t wanna be digested or anything. P-please...” He was staring up not at Latias’ face, but her growling stomach, the legendary hovering inches above him and keeping her looming presence all about him.

“What you want is of no concern to me,” she said, after a particularly lengthy growl from her stomach finished up. Her head came into view, only for Sparky to be greeted once more with that tongue of hers. Water was replaced with slimy drool in a matter of moments, Sparky’s taste dancing all about her lips and muzzle when she was done with him. “You’re food. You’re my food.” She was so close her stale breath wafted over Sparky, the pikachu shivering nonstop by this point. She took her time licking her lips right in front of his face, Latias imagining just how good a meal she was about to enjoy. Strands of saliva freely leaked down on Sparky, who twitched at every new splat against his fur. He only yelped when he heard the grumbling stomach again, a slight gurgled added to the mix: The stomach was ready to accept someone for lunch. And the eyes of the predatory legendary were focused solely on him!

“Don’t eat me...” he mumbled, wide eyes bulging as Latias’ maw slowly squelched open an inch from his face. Long, viscous lines of drool ladled over his shivering body, Sparky seeing deep into the pink maw; watching that tongue slither out and hang lazily; seeing the eager gullet twitch and hearing it squelch. “D-d-don’t eat me…!” he said louder, putting a shaky black paw up in front of his face as if to deflect the looming, drooling mouth. The corners of Latias’ mouth curved into a grin, her slick teeth and cheeks within glistening in the afternoon sun as she slowly lowered it down over Sparky. “Don’t eat meeeeee– hllmphf!!!” Sparky’s last squeal of protest not to be devoured ended in a muffled mess, as Latias’ jaws squeezed closed over his head and chest and paws.

Sparky devolved into a blubbering mess when all light vanished and his face mushed into the ever-shifting tongue. His own paunch of a belly and beyond was pressed against the ground under Latias’ lower jaw, Sparky aching as his body was bent upward. He felt relief when Latias raised her head, his body springing back into a normal angle, with his sagging belly and dangling rear hanging in mid-air. But otherwise the pikachu was miserable, hot drool his whole world along with the smacking and slurping and tasting Latias was doing to his whole body. He felt the jaws squeeze uncomfortably against his middle over and over, his hinds stiffening and splayed wide, tail stiff in the air each time. He pawed futilely against the tongue, until those paws got stuck, leaving the pikachu to only be able to scream and holler not to be eaten alive.

Those complaints, inaudible as they were, fell on deaf ears. Sparky heard Latias’ groaning and murring at his own delightful flavor. She shook his body roughly, swinging her head from side to side, leaving him a dizzy mess in the process. The only things that were clear in Sparky’s mind were the telepathic thoughts that Latias was constantly intruding with. Mmm… A succulent, scrumptious pikachu was just what I needed for lunch. Nothing is better than showing a lowlife pokémon his place in the world. Especially when that place is my stomach. Followed by wherever I decide to relieve myself afterwards. Sparky squealed in horror, knowing it was inevitable that those intrusive thoughts would be reality for him far too soon.

Latias rose higher into the air with Sparky secured in her dripping jaws. Sparky felt sick at the sudden ascension, just barely holding it together. His thoughts were quickly intruded upon once more, and that combined with his body half-jammed into a predator’s mouth was at the forefront of his mind. He heard Latias in his head while she continued to audibly purr and groan at his immense flavor, feeling her tongue snake out to slather over his sagging belly. Haven’t even gotten to the best part yet… I wonder if I can get you to season yourself? Your pitiful seed will never be used to bear offspring. At best it’ll be nothing more than enhancing your already-delectable flavor, Sparky. The pikachu whined and kicked his hinds at all those cruel thoughts that he couldn’t escape from. Though a louder squeal was heard when that Latias tongue snaked up between his legs and pressed harshly up against his butt. Sparky’s kicking hinds couldn’t stop his body from sliding inward, leaving loose fur behind as he slid stickily across Latias tongue towards her gullet. “No, no stop please!” he uttered with his head so close to the slimy tight throat. He felt the jaws latch around his squishy rear, locking him in place, almost as if Latias listened.

But of course, she did anything but. She was just enjoying the immense fatty flavors from the pudgy pikachu’s stomach and rump, slathering every inch of fur up in saliva, leaving the crying pikachu dangling inches from the gullet that would send him down to that grumbling stomach. Mmm… I think it’s time we add that seasoning. Sparky, paws pulled free from the tongue, latched around it in a vain effort not to be swallowed. He felt his rear slurped inward with half a tail ending up protruding past pursed Latias lips. Her tongue squished up between Sparky’s legs and decorated his furry butt in drool. Sparky was subjected to every delighted moan Latias was making, with the continued intrusions into his mind.

Latias was far above the forest now, freely dribbling drool down Sparky’s tail and to the world below. She had Sparky all to herself, and there was no-one coming to save him. Sparky shivered in the hot, sticky, humid maw, wondering what could be worse. He found that out an instant later, feeling the tongue slither around his furry ballsack, teasing out the ill-fated pikachu’s shaft a bit at a time. Images flooded his head from the telepathic pokémon. Reminding him of his recent experience up her snatch. Every emotion and sense flooded him at that moment, further coaxing his erection out. Even some of the fantasies the pikachu had had played in his mind’s eye. Though they were pulled and re-applied at Latias’ whim. She greedily coiled her tongue-tip around Sparky’s shaft, and slid it up and down, with his erection pressed between his belly and the base of her tongue. That’s right, Sparky, her voice loomed in his mind, instantly reminding him of his fate. You’re going to loose your seed all over yourself. Just like the pathetic lowlife you are, you will be doused in your own filth. All to make you taste just a little bit better.

Sparky growled and panted, wanting to fight against it. But the now-horny pikachu couldn’t help himself. His hips bucked, moaned and sobbing at the same time as he began to hump against the tongue, dragging his twitching erection back and forth. Slimy pre already began coating his fur and tongue alike, and the agreeable moans from Latias confirmed she tasted every drop. Won’t be long now. Look at your pathetic self. Instead of fighting for your LIFE you are pleasuring yourself. The world will be better-off once it’s rid of the likes of you. Sparky whimpered and moaned, conflicting emotions and insulting intrusions all mixing in his mind. His cock throbbed when the tongue gave his sack a lick and shaft a squeeze, Sparky now motoring an inch back and forth in the slimy maw. Rubbing his taste into Latias’ tongue without realizing it, sobbing uncontrollably hearing those words from the pokémon that was eating him alive.

A few more thrusts was all it took. Latias pressed her tongue up under Sparky, pressing his back up against the roof of her mouth and orgasming penis against his body. His cum spewed forth, spreading up against his fur and her tongue. Latias actively licked up and around Sparky, covering him in his own semen, the pikachu supplying a few more splurts of jizz to work with. When he finished, Sparky panted and moaned, the high of the orgasm fading, and his reality fully settling. In addition to gobs of slimy slobber, Sparky was now decorated with his own off-white cream, which Latias was all-too-happy to rub deeper into his fur. She felt and heard her moaning in pleasure. This definitely hits the spot. Sparky had to endure several more minutes of his cum-flavored form being slurped and tasted deeply.

Suddenly, Sparky felt his tail slurped up in one swift motion, the thing now pressed against his rear. The entirety of the electric type was completely sealed within the maw, and Sparky knew what was coming next. His squeals and protests picked up in frequency, Latias happily grinding her tongue against his body, and pressing up against his rear to usher him back. Goodbye, Sparky. At least your pathetic life will have a modicum of purpose, feeding someone like me. Sparky’s eyes widened in the pitch black darkness, large ears picking up the lewd squllllch of the gullet contracting open right by his snout.

“No… no don’t eat me. Don’t swallow me! Please!” The maw seemed to go silent at that point, Latias’ intrusive thoughts also ceasing. Sparky only heard the thumping of his own heart ringing in his ears, and for one instant he thought that she listened. His last hope was crushed when the tongue suddenly squeezed Sparky into the widened throat, a gibbering squeal cut off when his body squelched downward. Latias threw her head back and pressed at the same time, a thick, wet GLURRK! swallowing Sparky whole and alive. The pikachu wailed and whined as the gullet pulsated all about him, feeding him deeper, his world filled with nothing but the sounds of thick gulps pulling him down. His bulge, thin as it was, pressed out against Latias’ down feathers, visibly sinking down her long neck and disappearing past her chest. She licked her lips and let out a guttural sigh of pleasure, hanging in the air with a plump meal slithering down her body.

Sparky whimpered, bracing for the inevitable, but still being caught by surprised. He was pressed harshly against the sphincter of the stomach, before it parted just enough to allow him to squeeze in. He could hardly breathe in the process, his first renewed breath taken in when he fell from the sphincter and slorsh’d noisily into Latias’ stomach, immediately coated with viscous stomach fluids. He splashed and yelled in the belly, barely big enough for him to move in more than a few inches. Latias felt her belly fill and sag with the weight of Sparky, the sudden entrance forcing out a slimy, drool-and-fur-filled belch to escape. “Hahhh, ♥” she sighed, smacking her lips while Sparky fought for his life in the bowels of the legendary pokémon’s stomach.

“See?” Latias spoke, Sparky just barely able to hear past all the churning grumbles of the belly. “I told you, Sparky. There was no escape. A cutie like you ended up quite filling… urp.” The belch and words were the last thing he heard Latias, or anyone, utter. He was too exhausted to reply or even make a sound, all his remaining efforts focused on not being digested. Futile as they were. The chubby pikachu was sloshed and swayed all about the now-full Latias stomach, the pokémon’s flight sending her belly every which way. Latias casually licked her lips and forgot about Sparky not 10 minutes after her feast, as food often was.

Sparky flailed his paws, splashing into the messy gunky stomach fluids, trying all he could to stay afloat. He could already start to feel the tingle and sizzle of the acidic stomach contents, his lower body itching and losing fur. Sparky whined as the stomach filled more with those deadly acids, the pikachu pressing up against the roof and side of the slimy stomach walls to try and save himself. He couldn’t see a thing, but his eyes were wide. His silence was easily eclipsed by the churns and gurgles, the pikachu forced to hear himself get digested. The belly had less and less room for him to maneuver, until he had only enough space to keep his muzzle above the level of fluid.

A couple hours passed, and the acids burbled away, leaving Sparky gasping for air. When a third went by, the suffering Sparky had to spend all his efforts just to take a breath above the surface of the stomach acids. His face burned, having submerged several times, and his lower body ached horribly. Just as the fourth hour ticked away, Sparky couldn’t stay afloat any longer. The digesting pikachu sank below the acids, bubbles filtering out from his mouth and nose. The stomach filled completely with stomach fluids at that time, the last air forced out. The last thing Sparky heard was a muffled watery ooorrrrrruuup from Latias, before he passed out completely.

Latias had made the journey home in short order while pikachu digested. Her loudly glorping and churning stomach swayed along with her flight, the pokémon completely contented with her meal. She finally landed in her nest, belly burbling away freely, and settled with a yawn. She rested her head down right next to her stomach hearing pikachu get digested down as she slumbered. In the middle of the night, the sleeping Latias’ stomach uttered out its strongest groan yet and contracted harshly. What was left inside wasn’t recognizable, Sparky having been digested completely.

Latias slept all through the night, waking up with the sun. She let out a massive yawn, mouth stretching wide open and tongue twitching. Stale saliva drizzled out, carrying a few of Sparky’s loosened yellow hairs with it. She smacked her lips and looked down at herself. Yesterday’s meal added no more than a thin layer of pudge to the legendary. Her belly was mostly back to normal, though still sagging. The area below her tail, however, had a bulge. She felt pressure amassing, and knew what she had to do next. Latias flew far from her nest, about 10 minutes or so, and perched at the edge of a cliff. Only then was she reminded of exactly who she had eaten the day before.

“And now,” Latias smirked and grunted, “the last place you’ll ever pass through, Sparky.” Latias hunched up her rear, dangling it over the edge of the cliff. Her puckered tailhole twitched, then with another push, expanded, a shit-stained clavicle bone squeezed out. The dam was released, Latias panting happily as she shat away yesterday’s remains. Long logs of dung filtered out, tailhole contracting over and over. Her shit was mingled with tufts of yellow and black fur, and various remaining bones: A claw here, a rib there. A spine, in pieces, plopped out along with smaller pieces of shit. Then came a stoppage.

Latias bit her teeth, grunted, and pushed hard, A mound of shit sticking to a cracked pikachu skull was squeezed out in several attempts, hanging from Latias’ butt a moment before falling free. Her contracted tailhole took a second to close, but not before a last tuft of fur and dung was shat out. Her tailhole squeezed shut and Latias sighed contently, all the pressure released. Her shit tumbled down into the wooded area below, scattering all over, bones cracking, fur fluttering down. She didn’t care where it ended up or who it disturbed. She did her business where she pleased. Latias licked her lips and took flight, hovering down to see where things landed.

Sparky ended up all over the place down in the woods. Various bones, fur, and Latias manure splattered all over the area. Latias had had his way with the plump pikachu, and as promised, he wasn’t escaping from his fate as food for a hungry legendary. Spotting her business landing mostly within the same area, she grinned. “What a cute pile you ended up making, Sparky,” she jeered. “I was right to gobble you up. ♥”

Satisfied, Latias hovered into the sky, and jetted for home, Sparky left an unconsidered set of feces, never to be thought about again.