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	Char the kobold sat at her desk, typing away at a keyboard. She was working at a hotel in New York City, but it was a strangely slow day - usually, there would be a ton of guests coming in and out, and yet, it had been hours since she saw a single one.

	There wasn’t really a uniform for the hotel staff, so she just dressed nicely, in one of her favorite outfits - a fairly fancy white sweater with a matching white undershirt, and a short black skirt. She also had on a little jewelry, two silver rings on her fingers (not that she was married, just for aesthetics and to fit the hotel’s “regal” image), a silver bracelet, and a pair of earrings with little blue jewels in them, along with a pair of glasses, which she needed to see the small text on the computer. It wasn’t really her style, all the jewelry, but it was for the job, and honestly, she was really starting to get into it, figuring out her style and getting comfortable with it. The jewelry was super expensive, too, so she kind of needed to like it to feel like she had got the money’s worth - same with the glasses, of course, which were circular, having white rims all around, the cutest part of her outfit, in her eyes. 

Her tail swayed silently behind her as she finished up her last task on the computer - normally, she’d be busy checking people in and out, so she didn’t have much else to do. She casually opened up scorpion solitaire and began sorting out the cards…

…only to be interrupted by a trio of suited men bursting through the doors. Two walked in step with each other, large, bulky crocodiles with big muscles, six feet each, wearing matching black suits and sunglasses, along with earpieces. Their expressions were neutral, nonexistent even. Leading them was an even taller, lanky lizard, with black scales, crimson eyes, and a deep-blue pinstripe suit. She had a much more lean build in comparison, but still, she strode with confidence, those deep eyes carrying a hint of mischievous, sadistic glee behind their gaze. She smiled, wearing a small bit of lipstick matching her eyes, a smooth smile that could either completely disarm someone or make them cower in fear. She wore an earpiece too, and a quite loud one at that - she was too far away for Char to make out the words, but she could swear she heard her name. That didn’t bode well.

The one-foot lizard secretary stood on her chair, going into guest-greeting mode, her eyes looking nervous. “U-um, welcome to Regal Hotel! How can I h-help you today?” Her tail shivered behind her as she smiled, the customer service expression not holding. 

“Hmm.” Her smile grew wider as she towered over Char, forcing the kobold to look straight up to meet her gaze. “Are you a kobold by the name of… let’s see… Charmyte?” Her accent was that of a New Yorker, thick and strong.

“Um, yes, that’s correct,” she said, concerned.

“Good. Looks like I have the right person. Does the name ‘Lania Triavella’ ring a bell?”

Char’s eyes widened in recognition - it did ring a bell, but only because a person by this name had stayed at the hotel recently. She didn’t know much past that; however, the hotel had a strict confidentiality code. She could lose her job even by just saying Lania had stayed there once. “I’m afraid not, ma’am, I’m sorry.”

The lady squinted a bit. She pressed a button on her earpiece. “She’s lying,” she said, not talking to Char, but gazing right at her, like a predator who’s just caught their prey.

The kobold froze up, suddenly worried and scared. She heard a thick, gravelly male voice over the other end of the earpiece say a sentence she would not soon forget. “Take her to the pipes.” It was a thick New York accent, no surprise there, the speaker sounding like they smoked a pack a day. 

The woman spoke. “Alright, boys. You heard him. Get to your stations - I’ll handle the little liar.” Char watched in concern and confusion, not sure how to react, sweating a little… when suddenly, the lady reached a hand out and grabbed her right by the neck, lifting her into the air like it was nothing! 

“Yip!” She cried, as the woman took the kobold by the tail and walked out of the hotel, holding Char at her side, her grip extremely tough. The little secretary still had no idea what was going on; what did they want to know? What did they think she knew?? She shivered in fear as the lady walked down a nearby dark alleyway, suited guys following close behind, and entered through an unmarked door into a public bathroom. It was incredibly run-down, moss growing on the walls, tiled cracked, a slight smell to the whole place that wasn’t too strong, but was definitely noticeable. She walked past the sinks with shattered mirrors, to a stall at the very end. The suits stayed outside, guarding the doors, to stop any chance of little Char escaping, even though that lady could probably hold her quite easily no matter what she tried.

She brought her into the stall, tiny and thin, with about enough space for exactly one person and the toilet. It was a raised-tank, cistern toilet, with a chain hanging down to flush, and a toilet bowl full of water, the water itself surprisingly clean, though the same couldn’t be said for the porcelain. 

	“Alright, darling, here’s how it’s going to go.” She locked the stall door behind her and held the kobold over the toilet bowl. It was a fairly large toilet, with a fairly large drain… enough to make Char more than a bit worried, considering how easily her body could slip down such a thing. “I’m going to ask you some questions. You’re going to tell me the correct answer to every single one. If you don’t tell me the truth, this is what’s going to happen.” She lowered Char in, fast, suddenly dunking her head into the very cold toilet water, letting it hit the porcelain! With her other hand, she flushed, making water quickly rush and swirl around her head, with a powerful suction, even managing to pull her snout into the drain despite the lady’s strong grip. 

	The suited woman pulled Char back out as the flush ended. The shoulders of her sweater were soaked, as was her whole head, water dripping back into the toilet as she panted, her eyes practically swirling just as the water did, feeling as though she just saw her life flash before her. Her glasses were now gone; it seemed the toilet wasn’t satisfied without taking something. “Looks like you lost your glasses - wasn’t my intention, but maybe that’ll teach you your lesson about messing with the mafia.” The mafia!? Char had absolutely no involvement with them, that’s for sure; she’d never mess with something like that.

	She finally got the courage to speak up. “I-I-I don’t know a-anything about the m-mafia, o-o-or this Lania person, I-I swear!” She stuttered, trying to appear confident; however, her voice and breathing were both shaky. “I promise, I have nothing to do with glurrrgle!” The lizard cut her off with another dunk back in the toilet and another flush, swishing toilet water right into her mouth, this time dipping her even deeper, her vision even being obscured by the pipes.

	She lifted her back out. “Don’t lie to me. I could see it in your eyes, you clearly know something, and I’ll stand here all day to figure it out if I have to.” Char recovered again, trying to catch her breath, but struggling. A blush ran across her cheeks - something about this whole situation was just making her feel weak to the lady holding her by the tail; it definitely wasn’t the time for that kind of thought though! The lady dropped her onto the dirty bathroom floor and sat down on the toilet… and pulled her pants down!? She revealed her large, girthy cock, hard and throbbing, making Char gasp in surprise - it was immaculate. She reached back and grabbed the kobold by the back of her head. “You like the sight you’re seeing, pervert? Well, get used to it, ‘cause if you keep answering these questions wrong, you’re going to learn where I like to stick this thing. Now tell me, and don’t lie. What’s your relation to this Lania?”

	Char shuddered, almost wanting to find out how she used that thing… b-but no, she needed to focus on getting out of there alive! It was best to just tell the truth! “I- She was just a guest at the hotel! That’s all I know, I promise, I said I couldn’t tell you 'cause we have a policy with the hotel about confidentiality and I didn’t want to GLBRLRLG!”

	The lizard dunked her in, pushing her down by the back of the head now, between her legs, and flushed. She then let go, making Char’s eyes go wide as the swirl grabbed her and took her with it! She spun around and around, yipping and thrashing, terrified, getting ever closer to a head-first draining… until the mafia girl finally grabbed her by the tail and pulled her wet body back out. “You get three more chances before I switch to drastic measures. Not to say you’ll like what happens next…” She pulled Char’s head up, put her neck on the toilet’s rim, and pressed on the top of the skull, pushing her chin into the porcelain. She had to stand on her tippy-toes to get that high - it wasn’t comfortable. She put her other hand on her cock, and aimed the tip right at the kobold’s face, menacingly, making her open her mouth in surprise and awe, body still shaking in fear. “What do you know about Lania? The truth this time, unless you want a face full of piss.” 

	“I-I swear I really don’t know a thing! She was just a guest! I don’t really even remember what she looked like, we have so many people every day!” Her voice was clearly quite panicked, even though her own little shaft was getting a bit more firm under her dress. 

	“Still making this difficult? Fine, have it your way.” A stream of golden urine hit Char’s face, making her squint in surprise. It was warm, streaming down her head, falling into the toilet and turning it that same shade of yellow. She only let out a little bit, before grabbing Char by the tail, lifting her, and dropping her between her legs. Her expression now had changed from one of annoyance… to one of amusement, like she was enjoying this, quite a lot. She wrapped a hand around the chain again. “Two more tries… that is, if you survive the punishment for this one. Tell. Me. What. You. Know.”

	The kobold thrashed in the warm urine, entire outfit now soaked in piss! It was definitely ruined; her white sweater was now very, very yellow, and her white panties were also thoroughly soaked, though with more than just piss and toilet water. She grabbed the toilet’s rim and lifted her head. “Nothing! I promise I know nothing! I’m really telling the truth!”

	“What a little liar~” Her voice was strangely seductive as she yanked the chain down and watched as Char swirled around, enjoying the sight immensely. She waited much longer to grab her this time, just letting her get closer and closer to going down, until the current grabbed her head and shoved it into the drain! The kobold let out a fearful “YIP!” muffled by the pipes, feeling her whole body being shoved down to the sewers… until the mafia lady grabbed her just by her tail’s tip and pulled her right back out. The flush finished, but she left Char in the toilet, not feeling any need to pull her out.

	“W-why are you doing this? I promise I don’t know a thing!” The kobold complained, a blush on her face. This was far from her first time being forced into such a flushy situation, but never had it felt so dire before!

	“Uh-huh. Sure you don’t, nobody ever knows a thing, not until you give ‘em a good, final flush.” She grabbed Char and placed the kobold on her lap, her butt resting on the big cock, making her blush flare up quite immensely. She reached to Char’s hands, the kobold just sitting there, too shocked and confused to resist her actions, and slipped off the two silver rings, letting them plip and plop into the toilet, along with her bracelet.

	“H-hey, what are you doing!?” The earrings followed, the mafia gal easily holding Char by the head to stop her from resisting. “W-wait, be careful, those were expensive!”

	She wrapped her hand around the chain. “One more try till I bring out the really drastic measures. Tell me what I want to know~” She whispered it in Char’s ear, her breath hot.

	“I swear, I don’t know anything,” she said, voice a little quieter as her blush grew bigger, starting to become very sexually confused by the whole thing. 

	“Then I hope they weren’t too expensive.” She pulled the chain, and the jewelry began to clink, clink, clack, all around the toilet bowl, before each piece was sucked into the drain, never to be seen again. The lady held Char to her stomach to stop the kobold from reaching in and grabbing any, just making her watch as it all went down. It was a rough but weirdly warm embrace; Char felt like putty in her fingers, being fully dominated by this random woman who abducted her from her job. “Now, one last time. What do you know? I promise you, you’re not going to like those drastic measures~”

	She gulped; should she make something up at this point? No, no, that wouldn’t help; maybe she’d finally believe her, now that she’d said it so many times? “I promise you, I really don’t know a thing! Please just let me go!”

	The lady sighed. “Alright, then.” She touched her earpiece. “What do you think, boss?”

	The same raspy voice responded. “You know what to do. Show her we mean business.”

	“Will do.” She took her hand off the earpiece and reached into her pants pocket, pulling out… a small black raven plushie, with two blue eyes, big wings, and a curved beak. She looked well-loved, but still very fuzzy and soft. It was certainly small enough to go down this toilet, let alone any other toilet out there.

	Char’s eyes flashed in recognition. “P-p-pepper?! O-oh my god, how do you have her? P-p-please, not anything with her, anything but P-pepper!” 

	The mafia lady smiled, letting out a chuckle as she held the bird over the bowl by the tail. “Awe, what’s wrong, little liar? Worried about your precious little plushie?” She let go, watching as she plopped into the toilet water. She floated, slowly drifting nearer to the drain. She then wrapped that hand around the chain once again, holding Char tight as she thrashed, attempting to escape to save her precious Pepper. “Last chance. Tell me what you know, or she goes bye-bye~”

	“Please! Please, I swear I don’t know a thing! I really don’t! Don’t flush Pepper, please, please!” She begged and pleaded, voice, breath, lips, and body all shaking, her tail weirdly enough wagging like a dog, the scales on her face completely red, her cock hard as could be. 

	“Hmm…” The lady puts a finger to the earpiece. “I’m starting to believe her, boss. What do you think?”

	“According to our informant, if she isn’t folding under this pressure, she couldn’t possibly know a single thing. But… well, you know how we do things around her. Finish up; I’m disconnecting from the line.”

	The lady nodded. “Yes sir.” She took her hand off the earpiece. A small blue light that had been on the whole time clicked off, and she removed it from her ear, placing the earpiece in her pocket. “Alright, kobold - looks like you’re clear. Seems like my boss doesn’t think you’d actually lie to me with your little Pepper on the line.”

	“S-so am I free to go? And, and Pepper is safe?” She looked up at the lizard’s eyes, mouth open in happiness and relief, still a bit too scared to hop right off her cock.

	“Hmm… not quite.” 

	CLUNK! FLRSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

	She casually pulled the chain down. Char gasped in shock and horror, scrambling and squirming in the lady’s iron grip as Pepper swirled! Round, and around, and around, no no no, she was too precious, she couldn’t go down! Char struggled and struggled, desperate for any chance to save her precious Pepper, but that lady was just too strong, and, suddenly, the current hit Pepper right in the butt, pushing the little plush birdie into the drain, sweeping her away, the flush lasting even a bit longer just to ensure that she was truly, truly gone. 

	“P-p-pepper…” she murmured, panting, as the toilet refilled, a few little glugs and gurgles. Pepper was definitely gone; no way she survived that. “I-I thought you said you believed me!”

	She laughed, grabbing Char by the back of her neck, standing, and holding her over the toilet. “I do, I do. But, well, now you know too much - can’t just have a random citizen walking around with mafia business info in their skull, now, can we?” She dropped the kobold in and grabbed the chain.

	“W-wait! I promise I won’t tell!” She thrashed around, now quite scared, trying to get out of the toilet before… CLUNK!

	“YIP! YIIIIIIP!” The lady just smirked as the toilet swished the kobold around, just like Pepper, throwing her every which way as she thrashed, trying to grab the rim of the toilet with her paws, but slipping off every time she got anywhere close! The toilet turned and spun her in all directions, eventually putting her on her back and sucking her in, head-first! She let out one last high-pitched “YIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!” muffled by the pipes, as her head went in, then her body, then her tail, smooth and clean, before she could do a single thing to resist.

	The toilet water refilled, clean and empty, having taken two wonderful victims with it that day. “Another day, another flush~” The lady said, smirking to herself. She pulled out her phone and gave someone a call, vaguely murmuring something…

	…and somewhere far off, a certain Lopunny laughed and laughed as her mafia friend told her the story of a little kobold that she flushed, despite just being a random secretary working at some hotel. And, after that call ended, she sighed, relaxing in her bed, quite happy to know that the anonymous tip she put in to the don was truly anonymous. 

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