New trainers were always so fun to toy around with. When Callum saw the yellow dragon wandering through the brush near his territory, the Mewtwo knew immediately that he had fresh meat to pounce on and enjoy as he saw fit! The dragon didn't even seem to have any Pokemon on him; he was just sort of walking around, Pokeball in hand, hoping to find an easy catch. But instead, he found the opposite, perhaps the worst encounter for a new trainer to come upon as one of their very first Pokemon. Legendaries didn't tend to play around, and Callum was no exception~


The Mewtwo had so many ways to deal with this intruder, though. He almost didn't want to just go for the easy knockout, or some kind of incapacitation. No, maybe he could try some suggestion or hypnosis instead...just sort of invading the trainer’s mind, gently tugging him closer to the Mewtwo. It was just sort of a strange compulsion to Pilar, an impulse that made him want to go towards this one random bush on the side of this trail! He didn't know why, but it just felt like there was going to be something good in there, like a rare item or something like that. And as he walked closer, he only started to feel more and more sure about that hunch! 


Once the dragon got close enough, Callum started to slowly walk forward out of the bush towards his easy catch, continuing to usher the trainer forward with one of his balled fingers. “Mmm, that's right. Just come right here, get nice and close...” the Mewtwo commanded, those words starting to get foggier and more echoey as Pilar continued to approach, compelled by some otherworldly force...that finger eventually tracing a path towards Callum’s mouth, the Mewtwo slowly opening up wide and letting a billowing wave of steamy, warm breath just sort of waft out and envelop the dragon's face! Shiny drool strands connecting the two halves of Callum's mouth snapped as the Mewtwo continued to open up, Pilar continuing to walk forward as if nothing was happening until his snout was nearly pressed up right against the base of the Mewtwo's tongue! That throat, so pulsating and inviting, it just looked so natural, like he belonged there; not even the slightest question in the dragon's mind about what was taking place at this point, honestly. There's no qualm about what was causing him to reach up and place a hand against that fat, squishy tongue, press and push on it to feel the warmth and the wetness between his fingers...to feel it gently starting to tug and pull him deeper. Or maybe that was the Mewtwo's psychic embrace. Either way, it felt good. It felt natural. He wanted it...


In just a few seconds, Pilar's chin had been firmly placed on the belly of Callum's tongue, drool dribbling down the top of his snout as he rested there for a few moments, just enjoying the environment that he was placing himself into. Callum's tongue starting to lick and slurp and work its way over Pilar’s face and muzzle, sampling and delighting in more of the dragon’s scrumptious, unique, complex flavor. He was a whole person, after all, molded by his experiences and background, and that was bound to have its effects on how he tasted! Callum always did like that about anthro food, honestly; they were so much more rich and delicious then the other options around most of the time. Even when they ended up being as easy as Pilar was right now, the dragon practically walking right down Callum's throat as the Mewtwo opened as wide as he could to let Pilar’s snout start to slide deeper. The dragon closing his eyes and letting the warm, droning hum of the hypnosis that was gripping his brain start to massage it as he rested inside Callum’s maw. His snout perched right on the back of the Mewtwo’s tongue, nearly dangling over the back of the chasm that was his throat. One errant twitch of that gullet, and Pilar would be well and sucked down deep into gurgly, hungry Mewtwo guts!


Callum wanted to toy around with this delicious, meaty trainer snack for a bit longer, though. He had Pilar firmly under his psychic grasp already, so there really was no reason to rush anything! He steadily began to focus his energy on something between the trainer’s legs, something that had already begun to spring to life as soon as the dragon had entered the humid, muggy environment of the Mewtwo's maw, but was now growing and twitching even more due to the sensual psychic stimulation that Callum was starting to give it. The barrier of the clothing that Pilar was wearing was simply not an issue that Callum had to deal with as he started to fondle and play around with the dragon's hardening shaft, delighting in how aroused he already was before the Mewtwo had done anything...! “Mmm...truly enjoying yourself already, hmm?~” Callum asked, beaming his question directly into Pilar's mind via telepathy instead of using his words, considering his mouth was more than a bit full right now! He enjoyed the little nod he could feel coming from Pilar in response, the dragon getting a little squirmy as he felt that strange stimulation deep in his pants. It didn't quite feel like a hand down there, but there was certainly a presence, a deft and practiced one That could touch and stroke him in all the right places...mmmmggfff, okay. He really needed to go deeper...


Before Callum could even take his own swallow, Pilar had pushed further inward and inside of the Mewtwo's mouth at the same time, spreading those lips about as wide as they could go as he practically dove right into the Pokemon’s gullet! Callum made a surprised *g-GLUNgk* in response, almost feeling as if he was going to choke for a moment, before his throat grabbed a hold of Pilar and started to kick the whole process into gear properly. The Mewtwo stopping his stroking shenanigans for a brief moment to envelop all of Pilar's body in that telekinetic aura, so that he could lift the dragon into the air; get a little bit of an assist from gravity to start working him down a little bit more. Massaging the bulge the yellow dragon’s head made in his throat as he took a few more gulps, throwing his own head back as he attempted to take in those broad, scaled shoulders and folded-up wings. Even as compacted as he was, the trainer was still quite the meal - though Callum was never one to back down from a challenge like this! It would all be more than worth it once he had the nice, willing, filling meal wriggling and moaning away deep in his stomach; and that moment wasn't too far away for Callum, honestly. After a few more hungry, voracious tosses and gulps that would make some of those with weak stomachs shiver, the Mewtwo had managed to make his way all the way down to Pilar’s waist; and from there, even with the spines that ran all the way down the dragon’s back and tail, it was like slurping up a fat, squirmy, meaty noodle, honestly! Pilar’s head was already starting to breach through into Callum's stomach, and though he was farther away from Callum, had no eye contact with the Mewtwo, he was still completely enthralled with Callum. This was fine. This was more than fine, even; as he was ejected into the Mewtwo's gut, instantly covered in thick, slimy stomach fluids, he simply moaned in pleasure...though that could have also been from the wandering tongue that had found its way between his legs! Telekinetically stroking the dragon off was one thing, but the humid, wet environment of a hungry maw was still the gold standard when it came to teasing a throbbing, leaking shaft; and it was certainly putting in the work right now to keep Pilar nice and squirmy deep inside of Callum’s gut! Just another gulp or two, and he would be all sealed away, all of those struggles doing nothing but massaging Callum's stomach walls~


*g-GullRRrrgnk~*


Callum reached up and just stuffed those legs that were dangling out of his mouth all the way inside with one more final, quite powerful swallow; stuffing his cheeks just full of the delicious dragon before sucking almost all the rest of pile art down with that powerful gulp! His gut BWOMPHed out pleasantly as Pilar found his way deeper inside, Callum pursing his lips to just slurp up the dragon’s thick tail and send it sliding down his gullet along with the rest of the dragon! Letting out a long, satisfied sigh as his throat was finally clear, the Mewtwo frosting his hips out a little bit and rubbing over his engorged gut as the last of Pilar arrived inside a few seconds later. “HAaahhh...theeeeere we go. Doesn't it feel so much better in there? Doesn't it feel like you belong in there?~” the Mewtwo continued to tease, swaying his hips back and forth in a sort of belly dance as he continued to rub and stroke over his fat, squirming belly...he knew Pilar would be enamored with his words already, but the psychic stroking he was doing to the dragon's cock was only making his words even more powerful!


“Yes...oh my god, yes it does...” Pilar said to himself, finally breaking the sort of stupor he had been put in, though with the way he sort of droned those words out, it was equally as likely that he had just been placed into a different kind of trance! Those words, they just felt so good to say for the dragon, they taste sweet as honey coming out of his lips as he sank fully into Callum's stomach walls, all of his preyish emotions being egged on and encouraged by that constant stroking and ripping of his rock hard shaft. Even if he wanted to, there was just nowhere he could escape to from Callum's influence, especially not while he was this deep inside of the Mewtwo...he was just whimpering endlessly, heart thumping and throbbing as he started to thrust his shaft into those warm, slimy stomach walls that surrounded it from nearly every angle. Callum’s booming, teasing words being beamed directly into his brain only making the dragon squirm even harder as he felt that grip starting to tighten on his cock! “Thaaat’s right. Your food, and you're right where food belongs, in a belly. My belly. And you're going to cum all over yourself thinking about what you have become...”


In a perfect world, just that one sentence would be enough to send Pilar over the edge, to produce him to a huffing, satisfied, drained mess deep inside of Callum's stomach, but even the Mewtwo wasn't that powerful, unfortunately. It did help quite a bit, though, and together with everything else Callum and his body was doing to Pilar, it all sort of just compounded in on itself to absolutely wreck the dragon - both mentally, and of course, physically. Make no mistake, this stomach was going to noisily and hungrily digest the meal that it was being given, but Callum was at least going to give his food one hell of a show before glorping them down into a thick, shiny layer of Mewtwo pudge, at the very least! “...and what you're going to become, of course. Fuel for my godly form, mmnf~ Just a huuuge load of calories for my incomprehensibly-powerful mind to drink up and use however it needs to. Some real strong brain food, you’re going to be once you empty your balls and give yourself to me...” Callum continued to pile on the teasing, reaching down with his hand and rubbing along the underside of his belly, right in the spot where he knew Pilar was humping away, just to give the dragon that tiny extra bit of stimulation. And, boy, could he feel the strength of those brain waves coming off of Pilar as all of these factors came together to absolutely wreck the dragon...his mind was frying in pleasure right now, focused on nothing but the pursuit of an orgasm as he thrusted into the psychic orifice that Callum had created deep inside his stomach. With layers of slimy gut flesh to boot, it was like he was getting an actual handjob deep inside of the Mewtwo’s gut...a thought so hot that it hadn't even occurred to Pilar as something he could get worked up about until now, but here he was!


As Callum felt his meal getting closer to that explosive finish, he started to squeeze over the thick of that shaft, really working the dragon’s meat almost as if he was physically trying to milk the cum right out of Pilar! He could hear those huffs and groans getting louder, warblier, more and more wanting as the dragon just hilted unabashedly into Callum's stomach walls, thrusting to the point that each powerful hip movement made the Pokemon's gut ripple and slosh back and forth, forcing out thick, loud *HUUuuuAAaauurrrp*s that Callum let rip loud and proud. Feeling how that escaping gas just contracted his stomach around the dragon even more, immersed him in the stomach juices that were quickly being pumped into the chamber by those active, churning walls. Time was quickly running out for Pilar to actually achieve that explosive, powerful orgasm that he was craving so much...or, at the very least, achieve it in a state where he would actually be able to feel how good it would be! Callum was really pumping that shaft now, getting quite into it himself as he felt his got slush and churn wetly with every thrust and hump that the dragon made inside of him...feeling how things started to gradually get soupier and sludgier in there, even before Pilar was to reach orgasm. Oh, he was going to be nice and claimed for sure once this was all over...


All at once, that movement came to it sudden, extremely dramatic stop as the dragon inside cried out in a powerful orgasm, Callum physically able to feel the ropes being spilled into his gut with how powerful they were and how much force what's being put behind them! He pushed and shoved down on the dragon as he completely expended himself, Pilar gasping and panting and seeing stars as he blasted out every last little drop of cum he could possibly muster into the thick, slimy stomach walls that completely surrounded him, his own spunk soon mixing into the spicy concoction of enzymes and acids that he was bathing in! Perhaps it would serve to dilute it a tiny bit, even though the dragon was already well on his way to being Mewtwo pudge. Eventually, Callum did feel everything start to settle down in there, every last ounce of Pilar’s energy being used to deliver that earth-shattering cum before he pretty much just collapsed backwards into the Mewtwo’s gut walls, letting the simmering, bubbling sauna he was in start to take him. “Mmmhhhhhhhh. *That*’s a good little snack~” Callum complimented his meal as he continued to squeeze Pilar's shaft, making sure that he got every single drop out of his dragon before Pilar went all soft and sloshy on him - a fate that was rapidly approaching, especially now that the dragon had completely sunk into the Mewtwo's fat gut! The stomach walls really started to seize inward on Pilar now that he wasn't moving around so much, taking up every inch of available space inside of the slimy, caustic chamber and getting quite intense with the all-over massaging to work all those tingly acids into those tough, draconic scales. It would be an involved process, but this wasn't the first time that the Mewtwo had gurgled down a dragon, and it most certainly wouldn't be the last...!


“*UUUuuuaaaRRRRrrrphhhh...* Mmmh, tasted a bit of your load on that one~” Callum teased as he started to walk away from the scene of the crime, so to speak, slurping his fingers as he cradled his churning stomach with a psychic band to make sure that it didn't sag too much - he'd made that mistake before, and it cost him quite a bit of back pain...! The Mewtwo could have just flown back to the cave that he was calling home for the time being, but he kind of liked the feeling of walking around with a huge, sloshy, weighty belly. Hearing it burble and groan with every step he took, watching as it swayed side to side rhythmically with his pace...it was all rather lovely, to be honest! Plus, the extra movement did help to churn up Pilar a bit more inside as well...though it wasn't exactly like the Psychic-type would need the help working down the dragon like that! In the ten or so minutes it took Callum to make his way back home, he could already feel how Pilar had become significantly softer and sludgier, His stomach breaking through those defenses as the tired, complacent dragon gave in to both his afterglow and the hunger of his master’s stomach.


A few more struggles pushed out from inside of Callum's stomach, but soon afterwards, all went still; replaced by the loud bubbling of a hungry gut at work. The Mewtwo retired to his cave soon after, pressing and kneading into his belly as it boiled and melted the dragon away. Another trainer-to-be, mercilessly mulched into an extra layer of Mewtwo thighs...not like that's what Pilar didn't want at the end of the day, or at least, what Callum convinced him he wanted.~