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Pikachu is cute, but is tired of everybody petting and cuddling her as they don't know their own strength. Goodra loves being cuddled, but everyone avoids her because her body is covered in slime. Can they work something out so they're both happy?
It all started with an ice-cream truck. Goodra was one of very few Pokémon in her town, so while most people and Pokémon shied away from her, not wanting to get her slime all over their hands and clothes, she did occasionally get petted by someone. That is, until the ice cream truck arrived. She could still remember that day...
"Mummy, mummy!" a child exclaimed excitedly. "Look, a Pokémon! Can I pet it? Can I?"
"But honey, you're gonna get slime all over your..."
The lady cut her response short when she saw Goodra's large, friendly, pleading eyes.
"Alright, honey," the lady said, resigned. "Just this once..."
Just then, as she was finally about to be petted after a week of no contact with anybody, a truck drove by, playing a sweet, melodious tune. There was a crowd of kids running after the truck, which slowed to a halt. Out of the truck, dragging a large freezer filled with ice cream, came a mouse-like, yellow-furred Pokémon - a Pikachu.
The child, whose hand was still hovering over Goodra, gasped.
"Look, mummy! A Pikachu! It's a Pikachu!"
Already having forgotten Goodra, the child ran towards the crowd of kids, who were all already petting the yellow Pokémon's luscious fur.
The child's mother smiled at Goodra apologetically and followed her son.
Goodra wasn't a Pokémon that held grudges - if this happened only once, she would have forgotten the incident. But it happened every single time! Each time someone was about to pet her, that accursed Pikachu showed up and ruined everything!
And now...now that Goodra finally decided to leave her hometown - her friendly, sociable self unable to take any more loneliness - THE PIKACHU FOLLOWED HER!!!
Goodra was standing on an emptying beach under the setting sun. A few feet in front of her, the Pikachu lay with her eyes closed on a beach chair, a colorful hat on her head and a drink in her paw.
She couldn't believe it! The nerve of her! That's it - she would no longer pretend she wasn't bothered. This time, she would confront the Pikachu.
And if she refused to leave her alone? Well, then she could always gobble her up! She wouldn't harm her, of course - this would be just to keep her out of her way. Oh, also to absorb some of her attributes - it would sure get her a lot more hugs if she were cuddly and not covered in slime!
As the Goodra's shadow loomed over the Pikachu, someone leaving the beach passed by. He rubbed the Pikachu's belly, a little roughly. The Pikachu gritted her teeth. The human did not see that, but Goodra did.
"Cute fella."
The human reached his hand towards the Goodra too, but then saw her slime-covered body, grinned apologetically, and scuttled off.
Once the human was gone, the Pikachu breathed a sigh of relief and clutched her belly.
"Ouch..."
Up close, Goodra saw that the Pikachu was quite bruised. Her anger drained immediately, her kind nature taking over.
"Are you alright?" Goodra asked.
"What does it look like?"
Pikachu looked up at Goodra.
"Hey, I know you," she said. "You're the one who keeps stalking me! And now you followed me all the way here. Great..."
"What?" Goodra exclaimed. "I-I didn't follow you, you followed me!"
"Why would I do that?" Pikachu asked. "You're the one always standing in the shadows, watching me all creepy-like."
"I..." Goodra blushed with embarrassment. "Because you steal all my hugs!"
"I do what now?"
"You steal all my hugs! Whenever someone is about to pet me - and trust me, this doesn't happen often - you show up, and then they run after you!"
"I don't care much for hugs," Pikachu admitted. "I keep getting bruises, coz people don't know their own strength. Maybe I'd enjoy them more if it weren't for that..."
"Oh...is that why you're so bruised?"
"Not exactly..."
"What happened, then?"
Pikachu sighed.
"I quit selling ice cream - I got tired of being swarmed by kids all the time. They're monsters! So I took up a job as a security guard. I thought people would show me a little more respect, but no - I was still getting petted, despite being dressed in a uniform and zapping troublemakers' asses. Then, one day, this Charizard shows up and beats my ass when I asked him to leave. I got fired. I came here to rest - I heard people here are not big fans of Pokémon, so I thought I'd be left alone. But it slipped my mind that there may be tourists about..."
"You poor thing! Let me take you home - I'll look after you until you're better!"
"I'm good," Pikachu replied. "I just need to be left alone."
Goodra crossed her arms.
"No, you're not good! You're coming with me!"
She grabbed the yellow Pokémon gently but decisively, and carried her home.
Pikachu sighed.
"Well, this is embarrassing. You're holding me like a baby. I'm not a baby."
As they made their way through the emptying beach, people gave them puzzled looks. However, to Pikachu's amazement, nobody tried to pet her or give her a hug.
"Everyone's avoiding us!" she marveled.
"Humans don't like my slime," Goodra replied.
Pikachu looked at her belly. It was covered in Goodra's slime now, which...yeah it was a bit yucky. For a moment, she thought she found the perfect solution to her problem, but she really couldn't imagine herself walking around like that every single day.
"I should hire you as my personal taxi," Pikachu joked, and Goodra laughed in response.
"I could always eat you up and carry you around 24/7!"
"No thanks. I like having control over my life. Imagine being absorbed by another Pokémon - you can do absolutely nothing apart from modifying some of their attributes to help them out with stuff. You can't call that a life - you're literally becoming a part of their life! I'd die of boredom..."
"Hmm. Yes..."
Goodra could see Pikachu's point of view - Pikachu was an adventurous Pokémon and was definitely not meant to be in one place all the time (like another Pokémon's body). But...Goodra wouldn't mind. She liked familiarity, which was why she had stayed at her home town ever since birth - well, at least until now. But she only moved here because of loneliness, and, if she were absorbed by another Pokémon, she would never be lonely again; she would be forever inside them in what she could only describe as a permanent, neverending hug.
Plus, if the Pokémon was cuddly and fluffy, like Pikachu, she would enjoy all the hugs in the world! After all, once you're absorbed by another Pokémon, you can see, smell, hear, taste, and, most importantly, feel everything they can!
And if she got eaten by this very Pikachu she was holding, the poor Pokémon would receive her attributes - she could be squishier if required, and wouldn't be bruised by hugs anymore! Not to mention that absorbing another Pokémon would make Pikachu's bruises heal faster. Was this the best idea ever or what?!
"You're creeping me out," Pikachu remarked.
Goodra realized she had been staring at her for way too long.
"Oh! Sorry. I got lost in thought."
"I can see that. What I'm worried about is the contents of these thoughts..."
"Oh! Um...it was nothing..."
She blushed, embarrassed. As great as her idea seemed, you can't just come up to another Pokémon and ask them to eat you, right? That would be...strange. Normally, when one Pokémon absorbed another, it was through a battle of some sort, where the loser would get absorbed. She had never heard of any Pokémon who would willingly be eaten by another...
Once they got home, Goodra made Pikachu a comfy bed and looked after her until she fell asleep. Then she pondered...
"Morning! How are you feeling?" Goodra asked as Pikachu woke up the next day.
"Like an apple that fell from a tree. Then rolled down a hill. Then fell off a cliff. Then got chewed up by a shark and spat out. Then..."
"I know a way we can make you feel better!" Goodra interrupted.
"Hmm?"
"What if...say...you..."
She pointed at Pikachu's stomach. Pikachu gave her a confused look.
"Just eat me, Pikachu!"
"What? Are you crazy?"
"Hear me out, alright? You are tired of people hugging you because they aren't gentle enough, right? If you eat me, you'll gain my ability to be soft and squishy. Problem solved! You want for your bruises to heal quickly, right? If you eat me, you'll absorb my energy and they'll heal in an instant. Problem solved! You..."
"And what about you?"
"I'll be fine! I'll get all the hugs that you get, not to mention that I'll be inside you forever, which is like a permanent, neverending hug!"
Pikachu blushed.
"But...don't you want to be free? Not stuck inside someone else and have to do only what they want to do?"
Goodra shrugged.
"I don't mind. I'm not like you - I don't really seek freedom and adventure. I just like being close to others."
Pikachu sighed.
"I don't know. This seems kind of rushed..."
"Perhaps to you," Goodra replied, "but I thought this through, and I just don't see a reason not to do it. It's a win-win!"
"Hmmmm...."
"Please, Pikachu," Goodra pleaded. "If not for yourself, do it for me!"
"If you insist," Pikachu replied in defeat.
"Oh, thank you!" Goodra chirped, giving Pikachu a tight hug.
"Owww!!!"
"Sorry. I forgot."
"Do you have your Pokéball?"
"I sure do!"
Goodra brought out her Pokéball and gave it to Pikachu.
"Alright, here we go!"
The slimy Pokémon returned to her Pokéball and it snapped shut. Pikachu stared at the white-and-red object on her chest. It looked far from something she wanted in her stomach - and so did Goodra, to be honest - but what could she do? That Pokémon wouldn't leave her alone. And what she said did make sense...
She opened her mouth and popped the Pokéball inside. As soon as it landed on her tongue, Goodra could feel Pikachu's warmth seeping inside.
GULP!
The ball slid effortlessly into Pikachu's stomach.
"You can come out now," Pikachu's voice boomed at Goodra from all sides, who then left her Pokéball and immediately filled up all the empty space in Pikachu's stomach.
"Ugh..." Pikachu groaned. "I feel so full..."
"Ooh! I love this!" Goodra chirped. "So warm and...intimate."
"You enjoy yourself, Goodra. I feel really sleepy all of a sudden..."
Pikachu fell asleep. When she woke up again, she felt...different. Her bruises were gone, and...was she bigger? She felt so much stronger as well.
"Good morning," she heard Goodra's voice say in her thoughts. This was weird...
"Good morning," she replied in her mind. "How are you feeling?"
"Wonderful! I see you're a lot better yourself!"
"I feel so much power!"
"Of course you do! I wasn't a weakling..."
"So...what can you do? You can change how squishy I am, right?"
"Let me try..."
Pikachu yelped as, in an instant, she turned from a solid Pokémon into a furry puddle on the floor.
"Great. I can be a carpet..."
"Don't be like that! This can come in handy when sneaking into places!"
"I suppose..."
"Plus, this is how far I can go. I can make you just a little bit squishy..."
Goodra focused again and turned Pikachu from a furry rug back into a proper Pokémon. Not all the way, though.
"Oooooh," Pikachu mused, pinching her belly. "I'm like a gummy bear..."
"I know, right? Perfect for hugging!"
"Let's try it out..."
She went outside and headed for the beach, which was already swarming with tourists as well as locals.
Immediately, she was spotted by some girl who was waiting in line for ice cream with her friend.
"Look, Sandra!" she exclaimed. "A Pikachu! I've never seen one before in real life! Oh my God, it's so cute!"
She picked up the yellow Pokémon and hugged it tightly. There was an initial look of surprise on the girl's face.
"Oh my God, it's so squishy! This is literally the most huggable Pokémon I ever met!"
"It works..." Pikachu remarked.
"It's glorious!" Goodra chirped. "I can't remember the last time I got such an affectionate hug!"
"You know, I don't feel like taking a holiday anymore. How do you feel about going back?"
"Sure! Let's go!"
"I've got some unfinished business waiting for me..."
"What are we doing?" Goodra asked as they peeked around the corner of a building. It was late in the night, and it was completely dark but for the blindingly-bright neon signs above the door they were looking at.
"I can't believe they hired a Squirtle in place of me. A Squirtle, Goodra! A SQUIRTLE!"
"Calm down, Pikachu."
Just then, a Charizard came.
"Here he comes," Pikachu said.
The Charizard walked up to the Squirtle with a confident stride and looked down at him with contempt.
"So...are you gonna let me in, little guy?"
"I'm s-sorry, s-sir," the Squirtle stammered. "No Pokémon are allowed inside..."
"Hmm. Tough luck. For you, that is..."
BAM! THWACK! THUD!
"Ouch! Oof, that must've hurt. Is he the one who kicked your butt, Pikachu?"
"Mmm."
"For your sake, I hope I won't have to teach you this lesson again," Charizard said, taking the key off the Squirtle and heading inside. Once he was out of sight, Pikachu came up to the Squirtle.
"H-how could h-he!" Squirtle exclaimed. "M-my boss won't be h-happy..."
"Goodra, give me...uh...50% gooeyness, will you?" Pikachu said.
"Alright," came the reply. "What are you gonna..."
"Sorry, little guy. I'm gonna have to borrow you for a while..."
She squeezed the confused Squirtle against her body. As if she was made of jelly, he popped right in and floated inside her.
"Hello there," Goodra said. Squirtle could feel her presence, though he couldn't see her.
"Uhh...what's going on?" Squirtle asked.
"I think I know. Better settle down - this should be interesting!"
For the next half-hour or so, Pikachu took over the guard duties, waiting for the Charizard to come out. He did not notice her when he finally came out.
"Excuse me, sir," she said, her arms crossed. "I believe Pokémon aren't allowed inside this establishment."
"Hmm? Oh, look who it is - the big-mouthed one. Ready for another lesson, are we?"
"Come at me."
"This one," the Charizard said, his shadow looming over the tiny Pokémon, "this one won't be as gentle..."
He punched her belly. His fist sunk into it, then bounced back, tipping him over and sending him onto his butt.
"What the..."
"I believe you have an appointment, sir. With the Pokémon Police."
"Ha! You think a little..."
At that moment, Pikachu flicked her tail. Using her own abilities as well as Squirtle's water abilities, she sent a torrent of electricity-infused water at the brute - a deadly combination, especially if you're weak to both of them, which Charizard was. Once she was done with him, Charizard was covered in black soot from head to toe.
"I *cough* I think I've had enough fun for today," the Charizard said and retreated back into his Pokéball. Pikachu picked it up, then released Squirtle.
"Awww," moaned the Squirtle, "I kinda liked it in there..."
Pikachu opened her mouth.
"W-what are you doing?!" Charizard exclaimed from within the Pokéball as Pikachu dropped it in her mouth.
GULP!
Charizard was screaming furiously, but no one could make out what he was saying, what with him being in his Pokéball and Pikachu's belly at the same time. Pikachu was certain she heard several obscenities, though.
"Umm...weren't you gonna give him to the Police, Pikachu?" Goodra asked.
"Yeah...but they're useless. We don't want him coming back and causing trouble for little Squirtle here."
"T-thank you, Pikachu!" Squirtle said, giving her a hug. "T-that was badass!"
"Don't mention it."
"You should be a security guard! I'm useless."
Pikachu smiled.
"No, you're not. You're perfect for the job. Now that this Charizard is gone, you shouldn't have any problems. After all, there's hardly any Pokémon in this town, and humans are...pathetic."
"I guess you're right..."
"I'm tired of this job anyway. And of this town. I think I'll go explore some new places. What do you say, Goodra?"
"As long as there's plenty of hugs along the way, I'm in!" Goodra replied.
"Great! We'll go tomorrow, then. I forgot how sleepy I get when absorbing Pokémon..."
Pikachu made her way back home, collapsed onto her bed and fell asleep immediately with Charizard, now out of the Pokéball, still shouting obscenities.
When she woke up the next day, once again she was...bigger. She felt like she was in a room belonging to a Pichu rather than her own home.
"I feel so full of energy," Pikachu mused as she looked at herself in the mirror.
"You'll pay for this, you [CENSORED] [REDACTED]! I will [REMOVED] your [DELETED] [EXPUNGED] until your [CUT OUT] is..."
"Should I shut him up?" Goodra asked.
"Yes please..."
In an instant, Charizard's voice stopped haunting her mind.
"So much better."
"So...where are you thinking of going?" Goodra asked.
"Well, there's some places up North that I always wanted to explore. There's also some very interesting Pokémon up there, I hear. I never went there before because I can't stand the cold, but with Charizard as a portable body warmer," Pikachu said, patting her belly, "it might be worth a try."
"I don't think he'll cooperate, though..."
"That's okay," Pikachu replied. She snapped her fingers and caused a little flame to appear above her paw. "It would seem his abilities are very easy to control even without his cooperation."
And just like that, Pikachu and Goodra - now inseparable - left their hometown to go adventuring in the North, with Charizard and his abilities to warm and aid them.
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Pikachu is cute, but is tired of everybody petting and cuddling her as they don't know their own strength. Goodra loves being cuddled, but everyone avoids her because her body is covered in slime. Can they work something out so they're both happy?
STORY
It all started with an ice-cream truck. Goodra was one of very few Pokémon in her town, so while most people and Pokémon shied away from her, not wanting to get her slime all over their hands and clothes, she did occasionally get petted by someone. That is, until the ice cream truck arrived. She could still remember that day...
"Mummy, mummy!" a child exclaimed excitedly. "Look, a Pokémon! Can I pet it? Can I?"
"But honey, you're gonna get slime all over your..."
The lady cut her response short when she saw Goodra's large, friendly, pleading eyes.
"Alright, honey," the lady said, resigned. "Just this once..."
Just then, as she was finally about to be petted after a week of no contact with anybody, a truck drove by, playing a sweet, melodious tune. There was a crowd of kids running after the truck, which slowed to a halt. Out of the truck, dragging a large freezer filled with ice cream, came a mouse-like, yellow-furred Pokémon - a Pikachu.
The child, whose hand was still hovering over Goodra, gasped.
"Look, mummy! A Pikachu! It's a Pikachu!"
Already having forgotten Goodra, the child ran towards the crowd of kids, who were all already petting the yellow Pokémon's luscious fur.
The child's mother smiled at Goodra apologetically and followed her son.
Goodra wasn't a Pokémon that held grudges - if this happened only once, she would have forgotten the incident. But it happened every single time! Each time someone was about to pet her, that accursed Pikachu showed up and ruined everything!
And now...now that Goodra finally decided to leave her hometown - her friendly, sociable self unable to take any more loneliness - THE PIKACHU FOLLOWED HER!!!
Goodra was standing on an emptying beach under the setting sun. A few feet in front of her, the Pikachu lay with her eyes closed on a beach chair, a colorful hat on her head and a drink in her paw.
She couldn't believe it! The nerve of her! That's it - she would no longer pretend she wasn't bothered. This time, she would confront the Pikachu.
And if she refused to leave her alone? Well, then she could always gobble her up! She wouldn't harm her, of course - this would be just to keep her out of her way. Oh, also to absorb some of her attributes - it would sure get her a lot more hugs if she were cuddly and not covered in slime!
As the Goodra's shadow loomed over the Pikachu, someone leaving the beach passed by. He rubbed the Pikachu's belly, a little roughly. The Pikachu gritted her teeth. The human did not see that, but Goodra did.
"Cute fella."
The human reached his hand towards the Goodra too, but then saw her slime-covered body, grinned apologetically, and scuttled off.
Once the human was gone, the Pikachu breathed a sigh of relief and clutched her belly.
"Ouch..."
Up close, Goodra saw that the Pikachu was quite bruised. Her anger drained immediately, her kind nature taking over.
"Are you alright?" Goodra asked.
"What does it look like?"
Pikachu looked up at Goodra.
"Hey, I know you," she said. "You're the one who keeps stalking me! And now you followed me all the way here. Great..."
"What?" Goodra exclaimed. "I-I didn't follow you, you followed me!"
"Why would I do that?" Pikachu asked. "You're the one always standing in the shadows, watching me all creepy-like."
"I..." Goodra blushed with embarrassment. "Because you steal all my hugs!"
"I do what now?"
"You steal all my hugs! Whenever someone is about to pet me - and trust me, this doesn't happen often - you show up, and then they run after you!"
"I don't care much for hugs," Pikachu admitted. "I keep getting bruises, coz people don't know their own strength. Maybe I'd enjoy them more if it weren't for that..."
"Oh...is that why you're so bruised?"
"Not exactly..."
"What happened, then?"
Pikachu sighed.
"I quit selling ice cream - I got tired of being swarmed by kids all the time. They're monsters! So I took up a job as a security guard. I thought people would show me a little more respect, but no - I was still getting petted, despite being dressed in a uniform and zapping troublemakers' asses. Then, one day, this Charizard shows up and beats my ass when I asked him to leave. I got fired. I came here to rest - I heard people here are not big fans of Pokémon, so I thought I'd be left alone. But it slipped my mind that there may be tourists about..."
"You poor thing! Let me take you home - I'll look after you until you're better!"
"I'm good," Pikachu replied. "I just need to be left alone."
Goodra crossed her arms.
"No, you're not good! You're coming with me!"
She grabbed the yellow Pokémon gently but decisively, and carried her home.
Pikachu sighed.
"Well, this is embarrassing. You're holding me like a baby. I'm not a baby."
As they made their way through the emptying beach, people gave them puzzled looks. However, to Pikachu's amazement, nobody tried to pet her or give her a hug.
"Everyone's avoiding us!" she marveled.
"Humans don't like my slime," Goodra replied.
Pikachu looked at her belly. It was covered in Goodra's slime now, which...yeah it was a bit yucky. For a moment, she thought she found the perfect solution to her problem, but she really couldn't imagine herself walking around like that every single day.
"I should hire you as my personal taxi," Pikachu joked, and Goodra laughed in response.
"I could always eat you up and carry you around 24/7!"
"No thanks. I like having control over my life. Imagine being absorbed by another Pokémon - you can do absolutely nothing apart from modifying some of their attributes to help them out with stuff. You can't call that a life - you're literally becoming a part of their life! I'd die of boredom..."
"Hmm. Yes..."
Goodra could see Pikachu's point of view - Pikachu was an adventurous Pokémon and was definitely not meant to be in one place all the time (like another Pokémon's body). But...Goodra wouldn't mind. She liked familiarity, which was why she had stayed at her home town ever since birth - well, at least until now. But she only moved here because of loneliness, and, if she were absorbed by another Pokémon, she would never be lonely again; she would be forever inside them in what she could only describe as a permanent, neverending hug.
Plus, if the Pokémon was cuddly and fluffy, like Pikachu, she would enjoy all the hugs in the world! After all, once you're absorbed by another Pokémon, you can see, smell, hear, taste, and, most importantly, feel everything they can!
And if she got eaten by this very Pikachu she was holding, the poor Pokémon would receive her attributes - she could be squishier if required, and wouldn't be bruised by hugs anymore! Not to mention that absorbing another Pokémon would make Pikachu's bruises heal faster. Was this the best idea ever or what?!
"You're creeping me out," Pikachu remarked.
Goodra realized she had been staring at her for way too long.
"Oh! Sorry. I got lost in thought."
"I can see that. What I'm worried about is the contents of these thoughts..."
"Oh! Um...it was nothing..."
She blushed, embarrassed. As great as her idea seemed, you can't just come up to another Pokémon and ask them to eat you, right? That would be...strange. Normally, when one Pokémon absorbed another, it was through a battle of some sort, where the loser would get absorbed. She had never heard of any Pokémon who would willingly be eaten by another...
Once they got home, Goodra made Pikachu a comfy bed and looked after her until she fell asleep. Then she pondered...
* * * * *
"Morning! How are you feeling?" Goodra asked as Pikachu woke up the next day.
"Like an apple that fell from a tree. Then rolled down a hill. Then fell off a cliff. Then got chewed up by a shark and spat out. Then..."
"I know a way we can make you feel better!" Goodra interrupted.
"Hmm?"
"What if...say...you..."
She pointed at Pikachu's stomach. Pikachu gave her a confused look.
"Just eat me, Pikachu!"
"What? Are you crazy?"
"Hear me out, alright? You are tired of people hugging you because they aren't gentle enough, right? If you eat me, you'll gain my ability to be soft and squishy. Problem solved! You want for your bruises to heal quickly, right? If you eat me, you'll absorb my energy and they'll heal in an instant. Problem solved! You..."
"And what about you?"
"I'll be fine! I'll get all the hugs that you get, not to mention that I'll be inside you forever, which is like a permanent, neverending hug!"
Pikachu blushed.
"But...don't you want to be free? Not stuck inside someone else and have to do only what they want to do?"
Goodra shrugged.
"I don't mind. I'm not like you - I don't really seek freedom and adventure. I just like being close to others."
Pikachu sighed.
"I don't know. This seems kind of rushed..."
"Perhaps to you," Goodra replied, "but I thought this through, and I just don't see a reason not to do it. It's a win-win!"
"Hmmmm...."
"Please, Pikachu," Goodra pleaded. "If not for yourself, do it for me!"
"If you insist," Pikachu replied in defeat.
"Oh, thank you!" Goodra chirped, giving Pikachu a tight hug.
"Owww!!!"
"Sorry. I forgot."
"Do you have your Pokéball?"
"I sure do!"
Goodra brought out her Pokéball and gave it to Pikachu.
"Alright, here we go!"
The slimy Pokémon returned to her Pokéball and it snapped shut. Pikachu stared at the white-and-red object on her chest. It looked far from something she wanted in her stomach - and so did Goodra, to be honest - but what could she do? That Pokémon wouldn't leave her alone. And what she said did make sense...
She opened her mouth and popped the Pokéball inside. As soon as it landed on her tongue, Goodra could feel Pikachu's warmth seeping inside.
GULP!
The ball slid effortlessly into Pikachu's stomach.
"You can come out now," Pikachu's voice boomed at Goodra from all sides, who then left her Pokéball and immediately filled up all the empty space in Pikachu's stomach.
"Ugh..." Pikachu groaned. "I feel so full..."
"Ooh! I love this!" Goodra chirped. "So warm and...intimate."
"You enjoy yourself, Goodra. I feel really sleepy all of a sudden..."
Pikachu fell asleep. When she woke up again, she felt...different. Her bruises were gone, and...was she bigger? She felt so much stronger as well.
"Good morning," she heard Goodra's voice say in her thoughts. This was weird...
"Good morning," she replied in her mind. "How are you feeling?"
"Wonderful! I see you're a lot better yourself!"
"I feel so much power!"
"Of course you do! I wasn't a weakling..."
"So...what can you do? You can change how squishy I am, right?"
"Let me try..."
Pikachu yelped as, in an instant, she turned from a solid Pokémon into a furry puddle on the floor.
"Great. I can be a carpet..."
"Don't be like that! This can come in handy when sneaking into places!"
"I suppose..."
"Plus, this is how far I can go. I can make you just a little bit squishy..."
Goodra focused again and turned Pikachu from a furry rug back into a proper Pokémon. Not all the way, though.
"Oooooh," Pikachu mused, pinching her belly. "I'm like a gummy bear..."
"I know, right? Perfect for hugging!"
"Let's try it out..."
She went outside and headed for the beach, which was already swarming with tourists as well as locals.
Immediately, she was spotted by some girl who was waiting in line for ice cream with her friend.
"Look, Sandra!" she exclaimed. "A Pikachu! I've never seen one before in real life! Oh my God, it's so cute!"
She picked up the yellow Pokémon and hugged it tightly. There was an initial look of surprise on the girl's face.
"Oh my God, it's so squishy! This is literally the most huggable Pokémon I ever met!"
"It works..." Pikachu remarked.
"It's glorious!" Goodra chirped. "I can't remember the last time I got such an affectionate hug!"
"You know, I don't feel like taking a holiday anymore. How do you feel about going back?"
"Sure! Let's go!"
"I've got some unfinished business waiting for me..."
* * * * *
"What are we doing?" Goodra asked as they peeked around the corner of a building. It was late in the night, and it was completely dark but for the blindingly-bright neon signs above the door they were looking at.
"I can't believe they hired a Squirtle in place of me. A Squirtle, Goodra! A SQUIRTLE!"
"Calm down, Pikachu."
Just then, a Charizard came.
"Here he comes," Pikachu said.
The Charizard walked up to the Squirtle with a confident stride and looked down at him with contempt.
"So...are you gonna let me in, little guy?"
"I'm s-sorry, s-sir," the Squirtle stammered. "No Pokémon are allowed inside..."
"Hmm. Tough luck. For you, that is..."
BAM! THWACK! THUD!
"Ouch! Oof, that must've hurt. Is he the one who kicked your butt, Pikachu?"
"Mmm."
"For your sake, I hope I won't have to teach you this lesson again," Charizard said, taking the key off the Squirtle and heading inside. Once he was out of sight, Pikachu came up to the Squirtle.
"H-how could h-he!" Squirtle exclaimed. "M-my boss won't be h-happy..."
"Goodra, give me...uh...50% gooeyness, will you?" Pikachu said.
"Alright," came the reply. "What are you gonna..."
"Sorry, little guy. I'm gonna have to borrow you for a while..."
She squeezed the confused Squirtle against her body. As if she was made of jelly, he popped right in and floated inside her.
"Hello there," Goodra said. Squirtle could feel her presence, though he couldn't see her.
"Uhh...what's going on?" Squirtle asked.
"I think I know. Better settle down - this should be interesting!"
For the next half-hour or so, Pikachu took over the guard duties, waiting for the Charizard to come out. He did not notice her when he finally came out.
"Excuse me, sir," she said, her arms crossed. "I believe Pokémon aren't allowed inside this establishment."
"Hmm? Oh, look who it is - the big-mouthed one. Ready for another lesson, are we?"
"Come at me."
"This one," the Charizard said, his shadow looming over the tiny Pokémon, "this one won't be as gentle..."
He punched her belly. His fist sunk into it, then bounced back, tipping him over and sending him onto his butt.
"What the..."
"I believe you have an appointment, sir. With the Pokémon Police."
"Ha! You think a little..."
At that moment, Pikachu flicked her tail. Using her own abilities as well as Squirtle's water abilities, she sent a torrent of electricity-infused water at the brute - a deadly combination, especially if you're weak to both of them, which Charizard was. Once she was done with him, Charizard was covered in black soot from head to toe.
"I *cough* I think I've had enough fun for today," the Charizard said and retreated back into his Pokéball. Pikachu picked it up, then released Squirtle.
"Awww," moaned the Squirtle, "I kinda liked it in there..."
Pikachu opened her mouth.
"W-what are you doing?!" Charizard exclaimed from within the Pokéball as Pikachu dropped it in her mouth.
GULP!
Charizard was screaming furiously, but no one could make out what he was saying, what with him being in his Pokéball and Pikachu's belly at the same time. Pikachu was certain she heard several obscenities, though.
"Umm...weren't you gonna give him to the Police, Pikachu?" Goodra asked.
"Yeah...but they're useless. We don't want him coming back and causing trouble for little Squirtle here."
"T-thank you, Pikachu!" Squirtle said, giving her a hug. "T-that was badass!"
"Don't mention it."
"You should be a security guard! I'm useless."
Pikachu smiled.
"No, you're not. You're perfect for the job. Now that this Charizard is gone, you shouldn't have any problems. After all, there's hardly any Pokémon in this town, and humans are...pathetic."
"I guess you're right..."
"I'm tired of this job anyway. And of this town. I think I'll go explore some new places. What do you say, Goodra?"
"As long as there's plenty of hugs along the way, I'm in!" Goodra replied.
"Great! We'll go tomorrow, then. I forgot how sleepy I get when absorbing Pokémon..."
Pikachu made her way back home, collapsed onto her bed and fell asleep immediately with Charizard, now out of the Pokéball, still shouting obscenities.
When she woke up the next day, once again she was...bigger. She felt like she was in a room belonging to a Pichu rather than her own home.
"I feel so full of energy," Pikachu mused as she looked at herself in the mirror.
"You'll pay for this, you [CENSORED] [REDACTED]! I will [REMOVED] your [DELETED] [EXPUNGED] until your [CUT OUT] is..."
"Should I shut him up?" Goodra asked.
"Yes please..."
In an instant, Charizard's voice stopped haunting her mind.
"So much better."
"So...where are you thinking of going?" Goodra asked.
"Well, there's some places up North that I always wanted to explore. There's also some very interesting Pokémon up there, I hear. I never went there before because I can't stand the cold, but with Charizard as a portable body warmer," Pikachu said, patting her belly, "it might be worth a try."
"I don't think he'll cooperate, though..."
"That's okay," Pikachu replied. She snapped her fingers and caused a little flame to appear above her paw. "It would seem his abilities are very easy to control even without his cooperation."
And just like that, Pikachu and Goodra - now inseparable - left their hometown to go adventuring in the North, with Charizard and his abilities to warm and aid them.
THE END
Category Story / Vore
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Any
Size 1280 x 900px
"You'll pay for this, you [CENSORED] [REDACTED]! I will [REMOVED] your [DELETED] [EXPUNGED] until your [CUT OUT] is..."
Ok that part was actually really funny
Ok that part was actually really funny
I'm glad you think so! I thought it was funny, good to know someone else did too ;3
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