Venti sighed as he inserted a long, bronzed key into the back door of his workplace, a local Pokemon nursery. He usually worked late nights at this establishment, which meant he typically didn't have much control over what he would end up taking care of during the night. At least it was relatively easy, because they were usually pretty low energy or just outright sleeping, but as the stubby, white lizard stepped inside, he got the feeling that that wouldn't be the case tonight. At first, things honestly seemed rather quiet, but as Venti made his way from the lobby towards the fenced-in enclosure where the Pokemon were actually kept, he almost winced at what he saw. A truly huge, long, heavy-looking Scolipede, who was very much awake and almost impatiently waiting for him to arrive! 


“Oh-oh geez. Hi there, buddy...” Venti said as he tried to hide his flinch the best he could, very hesitantly reaching out to pet the big bug horse right on its scaled, armored beak. At first, he was more than a bit hesitant in response, almost a bit grumpy, but eventually the Scolipede acquiesced and allowed Venti to give him a few cursory scritches as the lizard opened the gate and made his way inside. “I know, I know, I'm late. Don't have to be a fuddy-duddy about it...” the caretaker admonished, somewhat jokingly, as he reached for the provided sheet to learn a bit more about the Pokemon he would be taking care of and what he would need to be doing throughout the night. That was how he learned that this big guy was named Milo, and that...ugh, he needed to give him a bath? With how big the bug was, especially compared to Venti’s rather diminutive stature, that would basically be the equivalent of washing a whole car! Ugh. The lizard didn't get paid enough for this job sometimes...


Venti went about the easier parts on the list before getting to the big item. Feeding Milo, getting him some water, taking off the saddle on his back. Then, he let out a long sigh as he disappeared from the Scolipede’s field of view for a few minutes, before eventually returning with a big garden hose, a sponge, and a bucket. “All right, Milo. It's time for a bath...” Venti said as he stepped back inside the pen, saying those last few words under his breath in case they had a chance of setting the bug off or anything! And, whoo boy, did this bug need a bath; there was a spicy musk that had filled the pen in just the few minutes Venti had been away, one that made his nostrils tingle just a little bit. Milo didn't seem skittish or scared by those words, though; more bored, and perhaps very slightly annoyed as Venti finished setting everything up for the bath. “Alright, Milo. Get ready, it'll be a bit cold...” the lizard warned as he turned the hose on, sending a jet of cold water right into the side of the horsebug’s armor plates! Evidently, Milo either couldn't understand or wasn't listening to his keeper's advice, though, because it seemed that the instant that icy water connected, the Scolipede threw itself into a hissing, chirping frenzy; one that Venti unfortunately had no hope of controlling. “WOAH! Hey, HEY, calm down-” the lizard attempted to say as he immediately cut the flow of water from the hose, though of course, a spooked creature of this size was going to be quite the problem no matter what Venti ended up doing! And indeed, after just a few seconds of the two of them engaging in the most awkward dance as Milo flailed around, and the lizard desperately tried to dodge the giant bug inside of the very cramped confines, an impact was made. Of course, it had to be Milo's giant, unwieldy rear end that landed the blow, knocking Venti against a wall and sending him to the floor just a few seconds later. It didn't really hurt that much, but it did definitely daze the lizard for a few moments, which turned out to be more than enough time for Milo to back his rear up and take a firm seat right on top of his lizard caretaker!


Venti was treated to a huge, thick blast of that same spicy bug musk that had pervaded the holding pen as Milo sat down upon him, though now it was even stronger with its source practically grinding it into the lizard! Venti’s head almost immediately getting SQUELCHed right between those fat cheeks with the help of the water he had sprayed onto them, the lizard’s snout soon pressing up against a thick, plush Scolipede donut before he even really had time to catch his breath from the fall. A fall that had still only happened a few moments ago, mind you! This was all going so fast for the lizard; one moment he was turning on that hose, and the next, he was down on the floor, his face wedged between fat, sweaty bug cheeks, forced to take a deep breath of an intoxicating ass musk that made his throat tingle and his head swim...guhhhhh, fuck. So much weight was pressing down on him as well, there was no way he was getting out from underneath Milo unless the bug decided to let him go. And judging from the side-to-side grinding that was happening, it didn't seem like that was going to be happening anytime soon...!


“M-Milo! Knock..knock it off...” Venti started to yell from underneath Milo, though his words pretty quickly trickled off as inhaling the oxygen for those sounds got him a giant blast of bug musk straight into his lungs instead! Enough toxic, powerful pheromones were sent directly to his brain that it sort of shut off the lizard for a few seconds. And those few seconds were all that it took for Milo to start pushing and pressing inward on Venti's face, spreading those cheeks until his fat, plush donut of an asshole was pressing right up against Venti's cute little snout! The thing was like an inner tube to the lizard, so plush and squishy and even a little bit squeaky as Milo continued to grind and rub into the caretaker’s face. Mmffhhh...Venti was so overwhelmed by the onslaught of musk and pheromones that he didn't even realize how much of a tent he was pitching, his shaft just poking and pushing right up into the Scolipede’s underbelly as it continued to shove and smother Venti underneath all that ass...certainly, feeling that length poking at his underside only made the bug want to tease and taunt the lizard even more! After all, it wasn't like there was any chance of Venti getting away from underneath all of this heavy bug poundage...


This was...certainly a more interesting night of work then what Venti was used to, that was for sure, and the lizard didn't feel too bad about being stuck down here for a while considering that...well, he was still taking care of Milo, just in a much different way! That clenching, flexing donut just a centimeter or so away from his face now was quickly proving too tempting to ignore, and Venti found himself puckering up and planting his lips against it just a second or so later, having his first encounter with how spicy Milo's musk actually tasted...it was such an overwhelming flavor that instantly spread across and dominated his palate, but at the same time, it made the lizard want more. Much more. The tongue that had been absent from that first kiss was soon slurping and licking along the outside of that plush donut, loosening up the whole a tiny bit before finding the center and plunging right on in! Venti's eyes rolled into the back of his head and a moan rumbled out of his throat, vibrating the deeper parts of Milo's colon as he felt his tongue get enveloped and clenched by the bug’s rectum, Milo immediately chittering and pushing back to get even more of that slick appendage up inside of him...! A teasing little rimming session that progressed into full on ass-eating in a matter of seconds, Venti quickly becoming unable to control himself as he started to thrust and grind his cock up against the underside of Milo's gut while his snow started to dig deeper and deeper into Milo's hole...


And, honestly, as Venti spent more time down here, he found himself starting to enjoy the thought of being under here for hours, potentially even days on end. Kissing and making out with this clenching, flexing pucker until the sun came up, for the rest of his shift and then some, burrowing that tongue as deep into this fat donut as it could possibly go. It sounded absolutely divine, and it was only seeming better and better with every slurp and kiss. But the Scolipede’s thick, muscular ring had something else in mind for the little lizard caretaker. It wanted -all- of Venti, and as Milo continued to press and push and grind his rear down onto his trapped toy, it was quickly enveloping a lot more than just that slick, slimy tongue of the lizard’s! Venti could feel that tight flesh starting to spread and ooze its way over his muzzle, though in the moment, he honestly just appreciated the ability to access the deeper reaches of the bug's bowels, finding the musk further in Milo's rectum to be even richer and spicier than the donut was somehow...not realizing or caring about the very present and obvious danger of just getting sucked and slurped right up into those deep bowels with no chance of escape - ending up as fat and waste for the next caretaker to have to shovel up. That was certainly how things looked in the moment, Milo continuing to back Venti up against the wall and just press and push his ass against the tiny lizard to wedge him deeper into those musky intestines. Though, that wasn't to say that thick, chugging pucker wasn't putting in quite a bit of work itself~


The pace of this all started to pick up as more of Venti's body started to be accessible to those hungry, clenching bowel walls; the momentum of the massive bug just simply could not be stopped in this moment, especially not by someone as small and musk-drenched as Venti was! The lizard had his whole head inside of Milo's ass now, the Scolipede pushing his way all the way down Venti's shoulders and chest with one powerful slam of the hips that aimed to turn him into more of a dildo than a person! Those lizards were always so sleek, after all; it was like they were made to fit into tight places, and Venti was certainly no different in that regard. He was just slurping away so happily against these slimy, musky walls, not caring at all about the feeling of a good half of his body being embraced by the slick warmth of bug innards...that ravenous donut still chugging away, giving Milo a decent sized bulge to start humping and rutting his shaft against two generate even more musk for Venti to lap up in there. Which, of course, only made everything else start to accelerate; the clenching of that pucker, making that bulge bigger, making those humps faster and deeper, sending the lizard’s lower half deep between the bug's fat punches with no chance of returning. At least, not in the same way they went in!


The lizard gasped and inhaled a huge breath of thick, swampy bug musk as he felt that hungry hole clench firmly over his shoes, slamming shut for good and entirely trapping him inside of Milo's sweltering, undulating bowels. The tightness and warmth all around him making it impossible for the lizard to not start grinding his own length up against the bowel walls, that motion just coaxing those innards to gulp and pull him deeper even quicker...Milo's ass once again fully finding purchase on the floor of the daycare, the bug chittering as he watched the small lump in his belly start to make its way deeper up and into his body. It seemed like with every clench, the potent scent of Milo's innards only became stronger, to the point where Venti’s nose was almost starting to become numb from the constant tingling he was feeling...so dizzy in here, he was, with nothing to breathe but the stale, spicy air of the bug’s bowels. Being surrounded by constantly-shifting darkness, it felt like being on a plane, honestly; turbulence swaying everything around him back and forth, making it harder to focus as he traveled even deeper into Milo’s guts...


With that grievance properly rectified, and Venti now firmly stored deep inside of Milo's guts, the bug could get on with the rest of his evening - which mostly involved curling up and lounging around, feeling Venti wriggle and squirm around deep inside as he made his way through that labyrinth of bowels! It was something that the bug was probably going to do already, but with the extra weight inside of him, moving just sounded like more of a chore...at some point during the night, though, Venti would get shoved through into the bug’s stomach proper, fading in and out of consciousness from the musk and the constant, rhythmic churning of his surroundings. A sloshing hammock of a gut, one that would sway and slosh around even more if Milo were to get up and about; though that was even less of a possibility now with his belly all full! Venti was greeted by a slightly-roomier, but much more noxious chamber full of fermenting and digesting berry slop, thick gooey stomach sludge that felt like porridge to move around in - not like he had much room to maneuver around in here. But even though there was more room, the stomach was almost immediately seized in and started to press and push against Venti, making sure that he was going to get quite intimate with the contents that were already here...!


Venti was already pretty thoroughly tenderized by the trip through Milo's bowels, so he really didn't have the energy to do much besides weakly squirm and push out against the encroaching stomach walls that massaged him from every angle...already feeling those powerful, enzyme-filled stomach fluids starting to do their work, making his extremities tingle and his scales start to slowly slide off of his body! For his part, Milo had settled down for the night, the bug's pounding heartbeat providing a consistent backdrop to the loud, squelching glooOOOorgles of his own digestion...allowing his body to direct everything towards mulching the lizard inside down~ Already, Venti could feel the world closing around him as the stomach walls seized in on his vulnerable form...though, even with all the extra power the bug's body now had to put towards digestion, it would still take a while to truly melt the reptile down. Venti was in for quite a trip, as he felt himself starting to fade in and out of consciousness...


The lizard would be jostled awake a few times throughout the night, as Milo rolled over in his sleep; but mostly he just stayed unconscious, his body trying its best to conserve its energy against the onslaught of the bug's stomach. And doing an admirable job of it, honestly - Venti was woken up in the morning by the opening caretaker, a person that Venti had never met or even seen before. At first, the lizard didn't even realize the situation he was now in, until he heard what he thought was a voice over the loud, droning gurgling that surrounded him...only getting stronger and more pervasive as more of his body got goopier and sloshier. The lizard tried to call out, say anything, push against those stomach walls just that little bit to try and catch his co-workers attention...but he was simply not strong enough at this point. He wasn't big enough to make a noticeable lump in the bug's belly - it really just looked like he had been scarfing down one too many poffins!


“Okay Milo, let's get you all checked out...goodness, the night crew is really spoiling you, aren't they?” the morning worker commented as he gave Milo the tiniest spritz down, something that the bug was more agreeable to with a full belly for some strange reason...! Normally, he would get fed in the morning as well, but judging by how round and bloated he was looking already, the caretaker figured he could skip that part of his job for the time being. It was perfect timing as well, considering that Milo's owner was right at the door, walking through the very moment that Milo had made his way out of the pen! Each wobbly step that the bug took as he was led back around to his owner swaying his fat, and gorged stomach side to side, mixing and mulching up the lizard trapped inside even further in the process. “You must be Neil.” the worker said to the customer approaching the counter, a gray deer wearing a striped blue scarf. 


“Yessir. Anything I need to do or can I just take him?” Neil replied a second or so later, already reaching into his pocket to grab his wallet in case he needed to provide his ID or something...though he got sidetracked a little bit by a loud, damp *gloooOOOorg* That came from his bug's stomach! “Goodness, you really treated him today, huh?”


“Apparently. I came in and he was like that, so it must have been the night shifters stuffing him with poffins...but yes, I will just need your ID quick.”


Another minute or so of administration later, and Neil was walking back out of the nursery with his bug in tow. He was well aware of Milo's habits, so chances were he probably knew that it was more than just poffins in there, honestly...but it wasn't like there was much he could do about Venti at this point anyway, besides let the lizard gradually melt and churn deep inside of his bug. Just meant he wouldn't have to feed him for a day or two~