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Friendly competition
heh well this is the first time I've written something for a false holiday but happy Charizard day everyone xD This story is for that, as well as a gift for my bud 
Kiya Drakon and a small piece looking forward into season 3 of my digimon/pokemon crossover series. I hope that you'll enjoy!
Max belongs to me myself and I
Gage and Kenta belong to myself and Kiya Drakon
And of course Kiya/Venom belongs to Kiya Drakon
Friendly competition
Venom [Kiya] A green scaled Dragon with a yellow belly and slightly curved horns was traveling through the woods alongside with a Charizard that had quite a gut on him even for his species! It'd been awhile since Kiya earned himself the title of Pokemon trainer, and even had a few badges under his belt already. His Charizard, Kenta, was the source of his winning streak. Even as a Charmander, Kenta was a force to be reckoned with but he had the odd habit of devouring his opponents and their Pokemon so much so that it had become a rule for the pair.
Kenta paced ahead of his trainer, kneading his soft, doughy belly as it growled audibly for food. “Ugh...If we don't find any food soon, my stomach's gonna eat itself!”
“Relax bud.” Kiya replied with a hint of amusement. Kenta tended to grow impatient when his stomach was empty. Still, they were in the park of Goldenrod city, it shouldn't be too hard to find something for him to snack on. They originally stepped into the park to enter the bug catching contest, and ideally, For the one Pokemon he selected to come along with him was of course...Kenta.
They were just about to step through a set of tall grass, when Max came jumping out, holding a bug net while chasing what looked to be a Venonet, face planting into the ground in failure a moment later. Rushing out of the tall grass was a chubby looking Garchomp, who stepped to Max's side, helping him up carefully. Max was a young human trainer, wearing his red jacket with a digital hazard mark stitched into the back and a smaller variation on the front left chest of the jacket. Beneath it was an orange T-shirt and blue jeans that ran along the length of his legs, with several scrapes and tears in different places. He started rubbing his nose a bit, which was now caked in dirt. “Ugh that smarts...We were so close to catching that one too!!”
“You were about a mile away from catching that one.” The Garchomp, who's name was Gage remarked, using it's claw's dull end to smack Max's cheeks a few times, getting the dirt off.
Kenta and Kiya stared, dumbfounded as the pair bickered and argued with each other. “You know Max...it's a lot easier to communicate with Kenta now that I've got this translator. Where did you say you got it from?”
For a moment, Gage and Max stopped fighting to look at the silver bracelet that decorated the dragon's right wrist. It had a blue stone at it's center but had strange, metallic veins that glowed along it's body. “My brother invented that using my own ability to speak to Pokemon! It's still a prototype but since you decided to become a trainer yourself, I thought what better way to test out his new invention.”
Rubbing his claws along the bracelet, Kiya simply smiled. “Well either way I'm happy that you're around to show me the ropes. But wouldn't it be easier to catch a pokemon with Gage than using that bug net of yours?”
The question seemed to offend Max, who simply puffed his chest out and stomped towards the tall grass. “Well yeah it'd be easier but we're in a bug catching competition!”
“Yes but the rules allow one Pokemon to help you in the capture. Didn't you know the rules?” Kiya inquired, watching the young trainer slowly approaching the grass, and casting his net into it's depths.
A moment later, there was a wave of silk that began to wrap around Max's form. By the time the spray had subsided, Max was cocooned and fell back, with Gage cutting him out with a snicker. “Ok...maybe a bug net is a little TOO difficult.” Staring up at the Garchomp, most of his vision was obscured by that rounding red stomach. “Uuuuh...You know what...I think you're losing weight.” when one arm was free, he reached a finger out and poked that gut, watching it sink inward.
“H-hey Max!” Gage started blushing, feeling his stomach caving in a bit to the touch, when a growling sound could be heart from their location. It wouldn't take long to realize, the sound had originated inside of the Garchomp's belly. “I...I just need more to eat that's all. We haven't found any decent sized prey in the last couple weeks.”
After Gage's statement, Kenta's own stomach released a roar of it's own, as if in agreement with the dragon's statement. “I'm hungry too!”
Both Max, and Kiya started rubbing their respective pokemon's snouts. The look on either's face was humorous. It was then that Max suddenly had an idea form in his head. “Oh! How about this...We're supposed to capture a bug type pokemon here but why don't we try and up the ante? We'll catch a pokemon each with these guys...Fill their stomachs with our catches. Whoever has the larger stomach by the end of the bug catching contests time limit will be the winner. And whoever wins...will be treated to a free trip to the Goldenrod game corner. ALL on the losers dime.”
“But then what about the BUG catching contest?” Kiya asked politely. He did like Max's idea, it gave Kenta an excuse to finally grab a bite amid this competition, one that hopefully WOULDN'T get them kicked out of the park.
Max held out a park ball and smiled. “The rules say we can only keep one bug type that we capture. But there's no rule against having our pokemon catch non bugs during this game. So we can feed them and still see who catches the biggest bug.”
“Genius!” Kenta laughed, drumming on his stomach. “I say let's go for it! If it gets my gut to stop complaining I'll eat every non bug type that we can find!”
Kiya smirked, patting Kenta's belly a few times before shaking Max's hand with his claws. “You have yourself a deal! And let's be clear...everything that's a non bug type is fair game?”
Giving a firm shake, Max simply nodded as he waved to the area around them. “So long as he can fit it in his mouth...and it's kicking!”
“If that's the case. I'll see you in a bit.” Kiya gave one pat on Max's shoulder then climbed onto Kenta's back. The two promptly took off a moment later, but they'd stay within the boundaries of the park. They did want to win the top prize after all.
Despite Kenta's girth, his wings were able to gather enough air beneath them to keep them above the park while they scanned the general area. Hopefully they could find a decent sized catch to start them off.
They were well rewarded, as they quickly caught sight of a pair of Shinx just bouncing around one another, playing leap frog near the borders of the park. With a smack of his lips, Kenta already began his descent toward the playful pair. Flying just over head to catch them in a powerful gale that sent them spiraling closer to the park's grasslands.
When both Shinx finally came to a stop, they shook their heads to get over their dizziness, before staring at the massive Charizard that landed before them, it's foot steps making a dull thud as Kenta approached their shivering bodies. One Shinx charged forward into Kenta's massive gut and used Spark. The resulting clash caused a surge of electricity to run between the two, and left the large Charizard shaking his head some as sparks flew from his body. Aside from a little numbness the attack had little effect on him but it certainly made the poor electric type more skittish, as it stumbled to remain upright. Though Kenta gave it little time to recover as he turned to the side and let his thick tail smack the poor guy right into a nearby tree, knocking it out. “Ugh...That's one down. OK little guy it's just you and me now!” Kenta remarked, a big toothy grin on his face which looked rather menacing to the petite Shinx. What happened next, amused the large Charizard more than anything, as the Shinx leapt at his arm and bit down. Of course his tough scales prevented those fangs from penetrating his flesh and only served to make him an easier target. “Oh I can eat you while you're still awake! But...”
Kenta yanked the small feline off his arm and unceremoniously slammed it into the ground before him. There was a puff of smoke before the Shinx was revealed to be out cold, swirls in it's eyes from the impact. He didn't like it. Battling opponents so much weaker than himself always left a nasty taste in his mouth, but food was food. Since the Shinx at his feet was closer, he simply plucked it up by the tail and tossed it into his mouth, sucking on it as if it were a sweet candy while he casually walked over to his previous challenger who was only now starting to come to. This time, Kenta used his tail once again, wrapped the electric type in it's coils before tossing it in his mouth alongside his fallen comrade. For a couple seconds, he simply savored their taste, it was like sweet, sour candy to him but with a tilt of his head, their roundish bulges started descending down the dragon's long gullet, only to disappear behind a thick wall of flesh. “URRRP!”
Kiya watched quietly, those two round bulges sliding down that long throat, before splashing audibly into his friends stomach, he couldn't help but give that crying belly a pat. The pair wide awake at this point and thrashing within the acidic chamber within. “That's two down. But this is a contest of size, not number, so lets find something bigger.”
There was a short nod of affirmation from Kenta, who made a small belch before taking flight once again.
Max stalked the tall grass, crawling on his belly alongside Gage, as they figured this would be the best course of action to catch their prey unawares. They had two objectives! To capture a strong Pokemon for the bug catching contest, and to stuff the Garchomp's belly till he couldn't hold no more.
Overhead, he could see Kenta flying in circles around the park. So they're searching by the air...Well that won't help in this thick grass was what went through Max's mind. With a sigh, he turned his attention to Gage. “Alright, Let's see what we can find alright? Win or lose I'm making sure you at least get fed.”
Not two seconds later, Max bumped into something hard, and scratched his head to clear up his disorientation when he realized he'd bumped into an exeggcute. “well...guess you're gonna have eggs as the first dish Gage!”
Just as Max finished his statement, the Exeggcute launched a bullet seed in his direction, forcing him to lift his hands over his head for protection. “Gah! Gage, sand tomb!!”
At the urging of Max's injuries, and the call of his command, Gage growled and started shaking a bit as a sandstorm started forming around their location. He quickly climbed over Max to protect him from debris while opening his jaws to snatch up the set of exeggcute, swallowing each one individually and savoring their wiggling forms until each dropped into his stomach. What Max hadn't thought about, was the fact that Gage's sandstorm was pretty wide spread, and once it dissapated he caught the sight of several pokemon, pidgey, hoppip and even a Plusle, had all been knocked around by the rocks that were tossed about during the sandstorm.
“Well...Looks like we hit the jackpot!” Before the handful of pokemon could recover from the attack, Max climbed out from under the dragon type and pointed at each downed pokemon. “Dragon claw!”
Gage simply grinned at Max's command, both of it's claws glowing brightly as he dashed forward. Closing the distance between the Pidgey first, giving a quick slash then moving to the Hoppip. And with the plusle, he chose not to finish it off in an attack but simply scooped it up in his maw so quickly, Max missed the initial strike. But there was no doubt of the bulge kicking and bulging out the dragon's cheeks.
Max caught sight of Gage's body trembling a bit, but then he realized it was the Plusle, who was loosing a thundershock within Gage's hungry jaws, and irritably, The Garchomp took a great swallow and sighed as the numbness started taking effect. “I...I ant pheel mah thung...”
Laughing, Max walked over to the pidgey and Hoppip, carefully picking them up and carrying them to Gage who'se tongue was hanging outside of his jaw, likely a side effect of the numbing effect. “Just relax bud...Heh I think that Plusle did a number on you.” There was an audible growl from Gage, but it was cut short as Max pried open those jaws and started shoving the pidgey and hoppip inside. Promptly shutting Gage's mouth after, and grabbing a paralyze heal from his back and applying it to the affected area. “There...now...SWALLOW.”
There was a moment of pause. Gage simply stared into Max's eyes, until the paralysis wore off from the treatment and swallowed just as Max commanded. His throat bulged out around his prey before they entered his hungry stomach, already starting to fill it out. URRRP! Gage belched, licking his lips. “Max...this won't do. We need something BIGGER or we'll lose.”
“I was thinking about that bud...” Max remarked, giving Gage a gentle pat on his belly and laughed as he watched the glow of another thunder shock go off inside of the dragon. “How about...a Heracross?” Max asked, looking at one such bug type that was climbing out of a tall tree, having finished sucking the sap out of it. “Big bodied...hard shell...I think it'd take a good while to digest it. And your stomach will be so distended that Kiya and Kenta will have to admit defeat!”
“I think I like the sound of that.” Gage replied with a big grin. Dusting off the dirt from Max's jacket while looking to the Heracross who eyed them warily.
Using his pokedex, Max took an account of all the moves that the Heracross could have known given their location and started estimating it's leveling judging from location and appearance. When the Heracross came at them with an Arm thrust, Max was shoved out of the way by Gage, who started lifting his claws to counter each strike as they slammed into him. Scattering dust in the air, Max climbed out of the tall grass and was relieved to watch Gage dragging the Heracross out as well. “Alright Gage! Fire fang!!”
Gage's jaws began glowing red hot as he opened them, and clamped down on the Heracross's hard shell. Or would have, but the bug type pokemon started glowing, and the next moment, Gage was knocked away and on his back. “Ugh...Max what just happened?” He asked, slowly pulling himself up, only to roll to the side to avoid a brick break which created a small hole where his head was resting just a moment ago.
“It used counter! This guy's not going to be easy.” Max put his pokedex away and bit the nail of his thumb while he watched Gage going on the defensive, ducking and rolling away from the Heracross's storming assault. The problem with this was that almost all of Gage's attacks were physical. So any attack they performed would be thrown right back at them That was the issue. “We need a special attack...but we only have ONE. OK Gage this time use Dragon Rage!”
Gage propped himself up, took a few steps back to avoid another set of arm thrusts and let loose a defiant roar. The resulting shock wave knocked the Heracross back a couple passes. “Well well...” Gage remarked, looking more than a little smug as he noted the aggrevated look on the Heracross's face. “Come on at me!”
And indeed it did. The Heracross flew towards Gage, slashing an arm forward with a brick break but Gage was quick on his feet and true to his name as he doubled back around the bug type and let loose another roar, knocking the poor guy on his stomach. “Alright Gage! Now that he's down finish it with a Dragon claw.”
Gage didn't waste time, he didn't want the Heracross to gain any ground and before it could use it's counter attack, used it's claws to shred into it's hard armored shell. A moment later there was only silence, as the heracross remained still, knocked out. “Max...I think you should CAPTURE this one. Simply eating it would be a waste.” Gage panted each word. Steam blowing from his nostrils. “He's tough for an insect.”
The remark caught Max by surprise, he walked over to the two pokemon and looked over Gage's body, checking for injuries and found that he was mostly unharmed. “Are you sure? You worked so hard to get this meal.”
“Winning that contest between Kenta and I isn't MY top priority. Mine is making sure our team is as tough as we can make it, and winning the bug catching contest. It's why we originally came here right?” Gage asked, a big grin on his face as he looked down at his belly. “We have about 10 more minutes before the contest is over so I can eat PLENTY before the time limit is up!”
Gage's argument did make sense. They had two contests to worry about. And this Heracross was indeed pretty tough. Max took out one of the park balls that were provided to him during his sign up and tossed it at the bug type. The ball opened on contact and the Heracross was converted into pure red energy and pulled into the sphere where it shook several times. An internal struggle was going on, but once he heard that final click, and the sparks fly from the ball he knew that the capture had been successful. “Excellent. Now we have a Heracross for the contest, and for the Johto league.”
Gage nodded, looking around and noted how the only pokemon in their part of the area were relatively small. Well...with a decent sand storm he'd be able to nap all of them, and that's just what he planned to do as he grabbed Max who set himself over the dragon type's back. “Cover your eyes alright Max? This is bound to get rough.”
There was only ten minutes left on the clock, Kiya knew this because his pokegear had been set on a timer by the contest committee. But in the last twenty minutes, Kenta's stomach had bulged out with the many pokemon they had chosen to prey upon. And judging from the Charizard's former girth, he judged that the stomach was distended a good three feet. “Heh...I think Max will surely be surprised by our catches.”
Kenta picked his teeth, nodding as he drummed over his wiggling stomach. Today had been a good day, and regardless of if they won or lost, he was satisfied with the results. Though both dragons turned their attention to one of the large steel fences that were erected to keep tresspassers out, and caught the sight of two men in black coats sneaking in. “Well I think we just found our swinging vote.” Kenta remarked, dragging his tongue wetly over his lips. “And Max DID say anything that moves is allowed right?”
“That's exactly right.” Kiya agreed, watching the two men in black sneaking around the park. They were obviously up to no good, and why bother the park rangers when they could simply take care of the problem themselves. “They picked the wrong day to come and break into the national park.”
“Psst hey...Louis come on! All of these trainers carrying only one pokemon? This is the perfect opportunity for us to do a bit of poke napping.” The lead man, he was a 6'4 black anthro fox of lean build. Lining the inside of his trench coat were several poke balls. If they're conversation was any indication, likely stolen.
Louis, who was a pretty chubby otter, was walking behind him. He had blue fur and the coat he was wearing barely stretched around his expansive middle. The whiskers on his muzzle twitched a bit, and he smelled heavily of fish. “I know. But don't you think we have enough pokemon already Cane? We've not even sold the last batch yet”
Cane rolled his eyes, stalking towards a set of tall grass and keeping behind a thick tree trunk as he caught the sight of a youngster, fending off a paras with his Totodile. “We haven't found any buyers yet. Besides...team rocket pays top dollar for rare and valuable pokemon, especially in bulk!”
laying on one of the thick branches of the tree, was Hackmon who seemed content to just sleep the day away until he heard what the duo were up too. His ears twitched some and he pondered what to do with them. He didn't want them to prey on that innocent child, especially since it was barely holding it's own against a tiny paras. The small dragon was ready to ruin their dream of snatching more pokemon, but when he caught sight of Kiya and Kenta flying in a beeline towards the duo he decided to just lay back down. They'll take care of it from here.
Kenta flew fast, not giving either of the tresspassers time to move away when he tackled headlong into them. Sending them crashing into a set of steel fences. The force of which, would feel like they'd been hit by a car given his girth, and the speed in which he tackled them. He landed with a dull thud, and looked over both men with a snarl. “So you two are trying to steal people's pokemon? You ought to be ashamed of yourselves.”
Unfortunately, neither of the two were wearing the translator that Kiya possessed, so his lecture went on deaf ears as Cane looked at the rather massive Charizard standing before them. “Now this one's a powerhouse. Know what? I think we can USE this guy.”
Louis didn't seem quite so sure. Heck the impact left him more than a little skittish as he hid behind his companion. “I...I don't know Cane. This one looks different. He's got a primal look to his eyes...and he doesn't look too happy either.”
That was an obvious observation. Kenta was drooling as he thought about how he could consume the pair. But he caught the scent of several pokemon around the one called Cane. The thought crossed his mind that he might have hit the jackpot. But if they all belonged to other trainers, then he'd restrain himself. He might be a ravenous charizard but he wasn't cruel enough to destroy a bond between trainer and pokemon. “So Kiya? Plan?”
Kiya had been hiding on Kenta's back. But he slowly crawled off his friend and looked over to the pair of troublemakers. “If they have pokemon on them we retrieve them. How good of a shot do you think you are with a few embers?”
Kenta didn't bother with a response. He simply opened his jaws at the statement, and shot a few embers at the fox. Aiming purposly for the shoulders and cuffs, which amazingly his aim was spot on, which left the Fox jumping and patting over himself trying to put out the fires. Obviously he didn't follow the old stop, drop and roll method that most people had the common knowledge to understand. Instead he hurriedly started pulling the coat off his body, dropping it on the ground and letting the fire eat away at the fabric. “Perfect.” Kenta remarked as he flew forward and with a swift hand, kept the fox pinned to the fence. “Now...I think it's time I sent you to prison.”
“I think it's time WE sent you to prison.” Kiya repeated for the two tresspassers. He carefully looked through the burning jacket and retrieved the stolen pokeballs and set them in a small pack.
Louis's face went pale as he heard the word prison. But he knew they stood no chance of defying the large Charizard. His only chance was to run, but as he lifted his legs to begin a sprint, Hackmon jumped off the tree and slashed at the Otter's calf with his sharp claws, leaving him barreling to the ground. “P-please! Don't turn us in! We wouldn't do well in prison! We...we can make a deal right?”
The otter's pleas were not unfounded. But Kiya knew that Kenta wasn't about to let either of them go. “Well...sure we won't turn you in. But you will have to face time. Your punishment! Is to digest within my friend here.” Kiya stepped forward and gave Kenta's belly a few pats, the current residents within stirring from the stimulation.
This time, it was the Fox who looked horrified by the realization. The reason that this Charizard had looked so primal, wasn't because it was powerful, though it certainly was...no what fueled that look in it's eyes was food. Which they had now become. “Hold on. You have all of the pokemon, you don't need to get rid of us now! We'll leave! I swear and we won't come back!”
“Oh we know you won't!” Kiya remarked with a sly grin on his face. He turned his gaze over to Kenta and dragged the wounded otter at the fire dragon's feet. “Bon appetite Kenta.”
Cane watched Kiya drag his cohort towards the Charizard. The Hackmon that prevented the otter's escape was now licking it's claws, and gave the two a look of disgust as if they were vermin. “Hey! Look here foxie.” Kenta growled every word. And though the fox could not understand him, the growls needed no translating as he looked into those hungry, wild eyes. Though that view was quickly extinguished when the large Charizard opened those salivating jaws. His new view was one of a pink, fleshy interior, with saliva coating every inch of that cavern. The long, drooling tongue came out of the dragon's mouth to run along his neck all the way up to his chin. This dragon, was TOYING with him. Knew there was no escape and was enjoying every second of it. “Mmmm You know...you taste pretty good. Must be because of all those heists you supposedly committed. You know...I like to think justice is pretty tasty.”
Kiya chuckled softly, translating every word that Kenta had said to the crook, who when hearing those words from the green dragon made him shiver all the more. The hot breath washing over his face made him want to gag. It smelled of rotten meat, and if things continued, he knew he was going to be adding to that scent. UNFORTUNATELY, Kenta's paw was still firmly pressed into the fox's chest, keeping him pinned while that drooling maw came into view, eclipsing everything around him as he took in the Vulpines head. His tongue coiled a bit, teasingly wrapping around Cane's own muzzle to keep him from shouting, while giving him a grand view of that pulsating gullet in front of him. “Welcome to your prison.” Kiya translated, after another series of growls sounded around Cane's head.
Louis watched in horror. His friend's face had disappeared, not completely, as it was viable around Kenta's cheeks. But here this large dragon was...swallowing his friend alive! Despite the flailing hands trying to push away at the single paw, which...while ineffective on their own, the Charizard DID lift his paw but moved it around Cane's arms to keep them from making any further moves that might otherwise hinder his efforts.
Inside of that heated cavern, Cane was panting heavily. Saliva was beginning to drench his head fur, and the breath was horrible. When his arms had been pinned that's when he began to really lose hope, because just as soon as his arms were grabbed his sense of gravity shifted. His head was being guided towards that slick, pulsating gullet and he soon found his muzzle caught within it. Being dragged downward, his ears pressed back as his head was swallowed, that tight throat having no trouble in claiming him.
Outside, Kenta relaxed. Lifting his slender snack upward so that gravity could help him take in this lengthy meal. 6'4 wasn't exactly small. And the fox was at least a foot taller than himself but in his eyes, that made this prize all the more valuable. Drool dripped from the corners of his lips as those shoulders started stretching his jaws out a bit. “Mmmmmmmm” He couldn't help but moan lewdly around his catch. Lips moving only when he started pulling in more Lupine. That chest quickly following in which oddly enough...the Fox tasted like bananas...as strange as that was, it turned out to be true.
Half the time, Cane was struggling to hold in his breath. The long tube that was the Charizard's gullet was expansive. And at this point only half of his body was already beginning to stretch it out and he had no doubts that his partner, Louis, could see the outlined look of bewilderment on his face! Every inch he descended, the worse the smell became. And the sounds, the gurgles and glorps just below were acting like a horrid symphony to him, eager to make him part of that dreadful Orchestra. He tried to plead, but the constricting throat muscles pinned down every inch of his body including his muzzle.
Not too much later. His arms were joining him down that tight constricting path, and his muzzle began pushing against something tight. But with one more swallowing action from Kenta, his muzzle popped in through a tight sphincter. The smells he was assaulted with caused him to gag more than once, before the rest of his head followed along. Night vision was not his friend here, as he could see a lake of acid just below him along with several thrashing pokemon who were desperate for escape, save for a few who simply laid within the digestive juices as they awaited their fate, bodies sizzling already as the acids started working their magic. “H-Hey don't do this!” He breathed, immediately regretting it as he took on the brunt of the rank odor within that chamber.
There was a knowing grin on Kenta's muzzle as he held the Lupine's legs with a clawed paw. He had most of his meal now sealed within his body, and when he heard Cane's pleading he relished it. He loved the feeling of dominance, it didn't matter who he was eating or who he was fighting, he just loved to be in charge. And at this point, he was feeling the power as he let go of those legs, letting them kick and flail about in the air as he slowly let them descend into his jaws. Each second, his belly slowly distending even more, growing with Cane's form, and with a wet smack the deed was done. He felt those squirming toes slide down his gullet and sighed. The deed was done and now he only had the fishy otter to contend with. Bending over so that his face was looming over his catch, he let out a soft belch to give his soon to be prey insight to his new home. “How much time left Kiya?”
The question surprised Kiya, the green dragon took out his pokegear and noted that it's timer read 5:35. That didn't leave them much time for bug catching but he nodded. “About 5 minutes left bud. Give or take. Plenty of time for you to finish off this one if you're quick about it.”
That was all Kenta needed to hear. He picked the otter up by the neck, careful not to choke him, and began stripping him down to nothing but his undergarments. “I'll allow you SOME HONOR before you meet your fate. That's why I'm not stripping you bare.” Kenta grumbled, then started opening his jaws, taking in the short, stubby guy feet first. “Mmmm...fish...this is something SOL would enjoy.”
Kiya laughed as he translated the first part to Louis. Though the comment about Sol left him shaking his head. “Well then let's not tell Max's Bulbasaur about this then.”
Shivering, Louis felt his legs being wrapped in a slick, warmness as his paws just slide under that wet, slimy tongue. Kenta was wasting no time in swallowing him down. And being only 4'3, his small body was being dragged in like quicksand. The only problems that the Charizard might have in taking in this meal was his midsection which while pudgy, wasn't anything the dragon couldn't overcome. “Please...don't do this...”
Kenta rolled his eyes, swallowing in quickly. It only took him about two minutes, before the otter's head slowly vanished into those hungry, salivating jaws. From his point of view, the beautiful park was overshadowed by those terrifying fangs, and the glistening saliva that dripped and hung around him. It was a horrible sight, and it was the last he would see of the outside world, then SNAP! Kenta's jaws snapped shut, sealing him in complete darkness. GLRRK The Charizard tilted his head back as the short but thick bulge slowly traveled down his gullet. Once it reached his stomach, it was already sagging just a foot above the ground and he was left panting softly. “Urk...OK now I think I'm full Kiya. How much time?”
“About...two minutes left. Ready to head to the park entra-”
BUAAAAAAAAAAAAARP! Kenta let out a wet, massive belch, the likes of which scared off what insect pokemon they could have gotten their hands on. He started picking his teeth shamelessly. “Yeah let's get going. I can't wait to show Max and Gage what they've lost to!”
Heading to the National park's east entrance. This was where they held the closing ceremony and announce the winners. Both Max and Kiya stood along with 2 other competitors. The park staff had relieved them of their park balls and they'd been waiting for the last ten minutes for the judge to finish evaluating each pokemon. “Alright! We've checked each of the bug type pokemon you've captured and have come up with a unanimous decision. Second place goes to Youngster Joey for capturing a Kriketot! His prize is an Everstone!”
The young boy laughed, accepting the item in his hands by a park ranger. “I owe this to my Rattata! He's the coolest!”
“Ahem!” One of the park rangers looked to the remaining contestants. “Third place goes to...Venom! Who captured a pretty tough looking Dustox.”
Kiya was surprised. He didn't have too long to capture a pokemon, He and Kenta only had 2 minutes before time ran out so he caught the first thing that they were able to quickly knock out. The Ranger handed him an Aspear berry. “Well I can turn this into a tasty poffin for Kenta so I'm happy.”
The park ranger nodded to the dragon, before smiling. “And coming in first place, is Pokemon Trainer Max! Who captured a Heracross that for the past couple competitions had made a difficult challenge for the competitors. So congrats.”
There was a series of claps as the ranger brought to him a small yellow chest with a thunderstone encased within it. “Congratulations. Hopefully you'll all be back for the next competition!”
Just as the ceremonies were ending, the trainers began to scatter. Max and Kiya both looked to one another, before sharing a laugh. The small human handed Kiya the chest with a smile. “Here. I want you to have this.”
“Are you sure?” Kiya asked, walking with Max back to Goldrenrod city.
“I'm sure!” Max replied with a smile, shoving the chest into Kiya's. “You're so close to making it into the Silver conference...Besides aren't you the one that said you wanted to raise a Jolteon? There you go.” Max looked sure of himself and held out the park ball that he used to capture the Heracross. “This guy is all I need as a prize. With the right training...we can make it to the Johto league together.”
Kiya kept his gaze trained on Max, but took the chest and set it into his bag. “Fair enough. But you have to take this Aspear berry!” Kiya tossed it to Max, who fumbled to catch it. “So now we have to judge our...secondary contest. You ready?”
Max and Kiya quickly made way into their lodgings at the pokemon center. Once they were inside, they caught sight of Hackmon laying on the top bunk and gazing down at them. Max was the first to break the silence. “Alright! So let's show you how Gage has grown through this contest.” He lifted up a standard red and white pokeball, and let it drop to the ground so the Garchomp could be released right infront of them.
Kiya circled around Gage's body, poking the struggling mass that wiggled in his stomach. “Hmmm...his belly is certainly bigger than when we were at the park! How many did he eat?”
“Mostly small fry...Sand tomb is very effective in nabbing prey. But I have no doubt he's stuffed.” Max gave Gage's belly a soft pat and was rewarded with a thick belch along with loud, gurgles and glorps that told the story of what was going on within that churning chamber “Heh...”
Gage blushed as his belly was rubbed and poked. Though he did have to admit he was feeling really good. “Alright...heh they were all tasty but let's see how Kenta fared.”
Kiya nodded in agreement. “Alright. Well hold onto your horses!”
Hackmon let a small smirk appear over his muzzle, waiting for the light that formed Kenta to fade and reveal the Charizard who looked as if he nearly doubled over in size. “Max let me make this easy for you...I think Kiya won.”
Max stared up at Hackmon, a bit irritated by the young digimon's detatchment but decided to pay more attention to Kenta. He walked over to the fire dragon's gut and gave it a few rubs. From those touches he could gleam the shapes of what seemed to be a couple people in there! As well as several pokemon, though some of the bulges were softer than they should have been, indicating that digestion was already working hard to break them down. “You...ate someone?”
Kenta belched a reply, giving Max an idea of the variety of prey he consumed before verbally responding. “I ate two people who were intent on stealing. So yes I did. Your rules didn't rule out other people now did they?”
Noting Kenta's still hungry gaze, he could tell that the dragon was nowhere NEAR filled, and had he wanted too, Max would be taking a similar trip. “No not at all. Heh well I did win the bug catching contest so I guess you winning the eating contest balances that out.”
Kenta smirked at Max's cautious response and started picking at his teeth. “So then we're going to go play at the game corner?”
“Well...I'd prefer you take some time to digest your food a little further. But yes let's get going.” Max gave both bellies a firm pat and was rewarded with a set of belches from each dragon.
As they arrived at the Goldenrod game corner, Max realized that many of the games here had changed. Sure there was a slot machine and cards from the last time he came into town, but now there were more child friendly games as well, old arcade cabinets and even some of the newer stuff. Max was pushed to the side however as Hackmon pushed passed him. “Hey relax.”
“You relax! The digital world doesn't have all this!” Hackmon's eyes lit up, looking over the choice of games.
Kenta snorted in Hackmon's direction and stomped towards him. “You're an excitable little guy! Let's play this.” He placed a hand on Hackmon's shoulder then pointed to a set of arcade racers, they looked as if they were paired to play against one another. “Human vehicles being driven by dragons? I'm sure we can drive them just as well!”
Hackmon turned to look at Kenta, who's stomach was still fairly large since they'd left. It gurgled audibly, and whenever he made large movements it would slosh and bounce with his weight. All in all, Hackmon wanted to laugh but at the same time knew that the wrong word could end with him sharing the fate of every creature currently stewing inside of that furnace. “No offense but...can you fit in the seat, and more importantly...keep a good view of the screen?”
Kenta growled some, picking up his stomach for a moment then letting it bounce back down. The sloshing sound within was very distinct, and the prey inside of his gut struggled weakly in defiance as he pushed himself into the drivers seat, the wheel pushed his stomach inward giving his prey and more importantly, HIMSELF a bit of discomfort as he struggled to get into a more comfortable positioning. “Urk...Would you all stop struggling. You're making this a whole lot more difficult for all of us!”
The whole while, Max was laughing into his hand a bit. Looking away when Kenta gave him a pretty nasty glance. He knew that meant shut up or you're adding to my bulk! And Max had no intention of doing so. Though with the help of Kiya, who helped slide the seat back a bit, Kenta was finally able to give his belly some room to breath, at which he let out a breath he was apparently holding in. “Whew...Thanks Kiya.”
“Hey no problem! I'll get in the next seat over.” Kiya gave Kenta's gut a small smack and received a mass of squirming bulges in response, followed by a belch from the Charizard who was aimed right in the green dragon's direction. “Heh...don't worry, give em another hour or so and they won't be fighting so hard.”
“Awww but they feel so good thrashing about in there!” Kenta smugly replied. Giving his stomach a few rubs as he relaxed in the seat.
Gage climbed into the seat just to Kenta's left side, getting snug in his seat while making sure he could see the view of the screen just fine. “Shouldn't THEY be the ones complaining in there? After all you'll always have more prey to stuff down there and get the nice squirming sensation. They however will not get the opportunity to do much of anything in a few hours.”
“Hmph! Well if you put it like that...” Kenta readjusted his steering wheel and looked over to his right, watching Hackmon have the easiest time getting situated in the seat. The three dragons were all set and ready to play. “Alright, let's see who the fastest dragon is.”
“Hah! That's me!” Gage remarked with a big grin on his face.
Hackmon only shook his head, pressing his foot to the engine pedal. “You two may be bigger but I'm always going to outpace you.”
Max and Kiya watched the trio as their portion of the arcade was suddenly filled with roaring engines and the screeching of tires as they burned rubber.
“so then Max, while those three are racing one another...how about we play a game of cards.” Kiya spoke while making his way to a poker table.
“May as well!” Max replied cheerily, noting how there were three other trainers sitting at the table ready to play Texas hold em.
It was late in the night, when the group finally left the Goldenrod game corner. Both Kenta and Gage looked absolutely exhausted, and by the time they made it back to the pokemon center for rest, both dragons collapsed against the far bedroom wall, fast asleep. Since they left, both of their guts began to settle with their meals having either given up or long since passed out themselves! Now only the steady gurgles from either of their bellies filled the bedroom while Max and Kiya laid in their seperate beds, Hackmon opting to sleep on the floor.
“Well this was quite a day...” Kiya whispered, resting one hand on his stomach as he turned to see Kenta snoring under Gage who was sprawled up on top of him. “Where you going after this Max?”
He was exhausted. Max wanted nothing more than to sleep right there, but he turned to face Kiya who was sleeping in the bed opposite of himself. “I think I'll make my way to Blackthorn city. Hackmon and I have some business to do there before we can enter the Johto league silver Conference.”'
Kiya nodded, sighing as he pulled the blankets over himself. “then...tomorrow we say goodbye.”
“till the Johto league!” Max corrected with a wink, before retreating back into his sheets. “For now...I'm sleepy. Good night...”
“Right. Goodnight bud.” Kiya replied, smiling to his young friend before falling asleep himself. His old digivice, which he kept strapped to his trainers bag, pulsing faintly a few times before a dim glow filled it's screen, then faded to black once again.
(End)
Kiya Drakon and a small piece looking forward into season 3 of my digimon/pokemon crossover series. I hope that you'll enjoy! Max belongs to me myself and I
Gage and Kenta belong to myself and
Kiya DrakonAnd of course Kiya/Venom belongs to
Kiya DrakonFriendly competition
Venom [Kiya] A green scaled Dragon with a yellow belly and slightly curved horns was traveling through the woods alongside with a Charizard that had quite a gut on him even for his species! It'd been awhile since Kiya earned himself the title of Pokemon trainer, and even had a few badges under his belt already. His Charizard, Kenta, was the source of his winning streak. Even as a Charmander, Kenta was a force to be reckoned with but he had the odd habit of devouring his opponents and their Pokemon so much so that it had become a rule for the pair.
Kenta paced ahead of his trainer, kneading his soft, doughy belly as it growled audibly for food. “Ugh...If we don't find any food soon, my stomach's gonna eat itself!”
“Relax bud.” Kiya replied with a hint of amusement. Kenta tended to grow impatient when his stomach was empty. Still, they were in the park of Goldenrod city, it shouldn't be too hard to find something for him to snack on. They originally stepped into the park to enter the bug catching contest, and ideally, For the one Pokemon he selected to come along with him was of course...Kenta.
They were just about to step through a set of tall grass, when Max came jumping out, holding a bug net while chasing what looked to be a Venonet, face planting into the ground in failure a moment later. Rushing out of the tall grass was a chubby looking Garchomp, who stepped to Max's side, helping him up carefully. Max was a young human trainer, wearing his red jacket with a digital hazard mark stitched into the back and a smaller variation on the front left chest of the jacket. Beneath it was an orange T-shirt and blue jeans that ran along the length of his legs, with several scrapes and tears in different places. He started rubbing his nose a bit, which was now caked in dirt. “Ugh that smarts...We were so close to catching that one too!!”
“You were about a mile away from catching that one.” The Garchomp, who's name was Gage remarked, using it's claw's dull end to smack Max's cheeks a few times, getting the dirt off.
Kenta and Kiya stared, dumbfounded as the pair bickered and argued with each other. “You know Max...it's a lot easier to communicate with Kenta now that I've got this translator. Where did you say you got it from?”
For a moment, Gage and Max stopped fighting to look at the silver bracelet that decorated the dragon's right wrist. It had a blue stone at it's center but had strange, metallic veins that glowed along it's body. “My brother invented that using my own ability to speak to Pokemon! It's still a prototype but since you decided to become a trainer yourself, I thought what better way to test out his new invention.”
Rubbing his claws along the bracelet, Kiya simply smiled. “Well either way I'm happy that you're around to show me the ropes. But wouldn't it be easier to catch a pokemon with Gage than using that bug net of yours?”
The question seemed to offend Max, who simply puffed his chest out and stomped towards the tall grass. “Well yeah it'd be easier but we're in a bug catching competition!”
“Yes but the rules allow one Pokemon to help you in the capture. Didn't you know the rules?” Kiya inquired, watching the young trainer slowly approaching the grass, and casting his net into it's depths.
A moment later, there was a wave of silk that began to wrap around Max's form. By the time the spray had subsided, Max was cocooned and fell back, with Gage cutting him out with a snicker. “Ok...maybe a bug net is a little TOO difficult.” Staring up at the Garchomp, most of his vision was obscured by that rounding red stomach. “Uuuuh...You know what...I think you're losing weight.” when one arm was free, he reached a finger out and poked that gut, watching it sink inward.
“H-hey Max!” Gage started blushing, feeling his stomach caving in a bit to the touch, when a growling sound could be heart from their location. It wouldn't take long to realize, the sound had originated inside of the Garchomp's belly. “I...I just need more to eat that's all. We haven't found any decent sized prey in the last couple weeks.”
After Gage's statement, Kenta's own stomach released a roar of it's own, as if in agreement with the dragon's statement. “I'm hungry too!”
Both Max, and Kiya started rubbing their respective pokemon's snouts. The look on either's face was humorous. It was then that Max suddenly had an idea form in his head. “Oh! How about this...We're supposed to capture a bug type pokemon here but why don't we try and up the ante? We'll catch a pokemon each with these guys...Fill their stomachs with our catches. Whoever has the larger stomach by the end of the bug catching contests time limit will be the winner. And whoever wins...will be treated to a free trip to the Goldenrod game corner. ALL on the losers dime.”
“But then what about the BUG catching contest?” Kiya asked politely. He did like Max's idea, it gave Kenta an excuse to finally grab a bite amid this competition, one that hopefully WOULDN'T get them kicked out of the park.
Max held out a park ball and smiled. “The rules say we can only keep one bug type that we capture. But there's no rule against having our pokemon catch non bugs during this game. So we can feed them and still see who catches the biggest bug.”
“Genius!” Kenta laughed, drumming on his stomach. “I say let's go for it! If it gets my gut to stop complaining I'll eat every non bug type that we can find!”
Kiya smirked, patting Kenta's belly a few times before shaking Max's hand with his claws. “You have yourself a deal! And let's be clear...everything that's a non bug type is fair game?”
Giving a firm shake, Max simply nodded as he waved to the area around them. “So long as he can fit it in his mouth...and it's kicking!”
“If that's the case. I'll see you in a bit.” Kiya gave one pat on Max's shoulder then climbed onto Kenta's back. The two promptly took off a moment later, but they'd stay within the boundaries of the park. They did want to win the top prize after all.
Despite Kenta's girth, his wings were able to gather enough air beneath them to keep them above the park while they scanned the general area. Hopefully they could find a decent sized catch to start them off.
They were well rewarded, as they quickly caught sight of a pair of Shinx just bouncing around one another, playing leap frog near the borders of the park. With a smack of his lips, Kenta already began his descent toward the playful pair. Flying just over head to catch them in a powerful gale that sent them spiraling closer to the park's grasslands.
When both Shinx finally came to a stop, they shook their heads to get over their dizziness, before staring at the massive Charizard that landed before them, it's foot steps making a dull thud as Kenta approached their shivering bodies. One Shinx charged forward into Kenta's massive gut and used Spark. The resulting clash caused a surge of electricity to run between the two, and left the large Charizard shaking his head some as sparks flew from his body. Aside from a little numbness the attack had little effect on him but it certainly made the poor electric type more skittish, as it stumbled to remain upright. Though Kenta gave it little time to recover as he turned to the side and let his thick tail smack the poor guy right into a nearby tree, knocking it out. “Ugh...That's one down. OK little guy it's just you and me now!” Kenta remarked, a big toothy grin on his face which looked rather menacing to the petite Shinx. What happened next, amused the large Charizard more than anything, as the Shinx leapt at his arm and bit down. Of course his tough scales prevented those fangs from penetrating his flesh and only served to make him an easier target. “Oh I can eat you while you're still awake! But...”
Kenta yanked the small feline off his arm and unceremoniously slammed it into the ground before him. There was a puff of smoke before the Shinx was revealed to be out cold, swirls in it's eyes from the impact. He didn't like it. Battling opponents so much weaker than himself always left a nasty taste in his mouth, but food was food. Since the Shinx at his feet was closer, he simply plucked it up by the tail and tossed it into his mouth, sucking on it as if it were a sweet candy while he casually walked over to his previous challenger who was only now starting to come to. This time, Kenta used his tail once again, wrapped the electric type in it's coils before tossing it in his mouth alongside his fallen comrade. For a couple seconds, he simply savored their taste, it was like sweet, sour candy to him but with a tilt of his head, their roundish bulges started descending down the dragon's long gullet, only to disappear behind a thick wall of flesh. “URRRP!”
Kiya watched quietly, those two round bulges sliding down that long throat, before splashing audibly into his friends stomach, he couldn't help but give that crying belly a pat. The pair wide awake at this point and thrashing within the acidic chamber within. “That's two down. But this is a contest of size, not number, so lets find something bigger.”
There was a short nod of affirmation from Kenta, who made a small belch before taking flight once again.
Max stalked the tall grass, crawling on his belly alongside Gage, as they figured this would be the best course of action to catch their prey unawares. They had two objectives! To capture a strong Pokemon for the bug catching contest, and to stuff the Garchomp's belly till he couldn't hold no more.
Overhead, he could see Kenta flying in circles around the park. So they're searching by the air...Well that won't help in this thick grass was what went through Max's mind. With a sigh, he turned his attention to Gage. “Alright, Let's see what we can find alright? Win or lose I'm making sure you at least get fed.”
Not two seconds later, Max bumped into something hard, and scratched his head to clear up his disorientation when he realized he'd bumped into an exeggcute. “well...guess you're gonna have eggs as the first dish Gage!”
Just as Max finished his statement, the Exeggcute launched a bullet seed in his direction, forcing him to lift his hands over his head for protection. “Gah! Gage, sand tomb!!”
At the urging of Max's injuries, and the call of his command, Gage growled and started shaking a bit as a sandstorm started forming around their location. He quickly climbed over Max to protect him from debris while opening his jaws to snatch up the set of exeggcute, swallowing each one individually and savoring their wiggling forms until each dropped into his stomach. What Max hadn't thought about, was the fact that Gage's sandstorm was pretty wide spread, and once it dissapated he caught the sight of several pokemon, pidgey, hoppip and even a Plusle, had all been knocked around by the rocks that were tossed about during the sandstorm.
“Well...Looks like we hit the jackpot!” Before the handful of pokemon could recover from the attack, Max climbed out from under the dragon type and pointed at each downed pokemon. “Dragon claw!”
Gage simply grinned at Max's command, both of it's claws glowing brightly as he dashed forward. Closing the distance between the Pidgey first, giving a quick slash then moving to the Hoppip. And with the plusle, he chose not to finish it off in an attack but simply scooped it up in his maw so quickly, Max missed the initial strike. But there was no doubt of the bulge kicking and bulging out the dragon's cheeks.
Max caught sight of Gage's body trembling a bit, but then he realized it was the Plusle, who was loosing a thundershock within Gage's hungry jaws, and irritably, The Garchomp took a great swallow and sighed as the numbness started taking effect. “I...I ant pheel mah thung...”
Laughing, Max walked over to the pidgey and Hoppip, carefully picking them up and carrying them to Gage who'se tongue was hanging outside of his jaw, likely a side effect of the numbing effect. “Just relax bud...Heh I think that Plusle did a number on you.” There was an audible growl from Gage, but it was cut short as Max pried open those jaws and started shoving the pidgey and hoppip inside. Promptly shutting Gage's mouth after, and grabbing a paralyze heal from his back and applying it to the affected area. “There...now...SWALLOW.”
There was a moment of pause. Gage simply stared into Max's eyes, until the paralysis wore off from the treatment and swallowed just as Max commanded. His throat bulged out around his prey before they entered his hungry stomach, already starting to fill it out. URRRP! Gage belched, licking his lips. “Max...this won't do. We need something BIGGER or we'll lose.”
“I was thinking about that bud...” Max remarked, giving Gage a gentle pat on his belly and laughed as he watched the glow of another thunder shock go off inside of the dragon. “How about...a Heracross?” Max asked, looking at one such bug type that was climbing out of a tall tree, having finished sucking the sap out of it. “Big bodied...hard shell...I think it'd take a good while to digest it. And your stomach will be so distended that Kiya and Kenta will have to admit defeat!”
“I think I like the sound of that.” Gage replied with a big grin. Dusting off the dirt from Max's jacket while looking to the Heracross who eyed them warily.
Using his pokedex, Max took an account of all the moves that the Heracross could have known given their location and started estimating it's leveling judging from location and appearance. When the Heracross came at them with an Arm thrust, Max was shoved out of the way by Gage, who started lifting his claws to counter each strike as they slammed into him. Scattering dust in the air, Max climbed out of the tall grass and was relieved to watch Gage dragging the Heracross out as well. “Alright Gage! Fire fang!!”
Gage's jaws began glowing red hot as he opened them, and clamped down on the Heracross's hard shell. Or would have, but the bug type pokemon started glowing, and the next moment, Gage was knocked away and on his back. “Ugh...Max what just happened?” He asked, slowly pulling himself up, only to roll to the side to avoid a brick break which created a small hole where his head was resting just a moment ago.
“It used counter! This guy's not going to be easy.” Max put his pokedex away and bit the nail of his thumb while he watched Gage going on the defensive, ducking and rolling away from the Heracross's storming assault. The problem with this was that almost all of Gage's attacks were physical. So any attack they performed would be thrown right back at them That was the issue. “We need a special attack...but we only have ONE. OK Gage this time use Dragon Rage!”
Gage propped himself up, took a few steps back to avoid another set of arm thrusts and let loose a defiant roar. The resulting shock wave knocked the Heracross back a couple passes. “Well well...” Gage remarked, looking more than a little smug as he noted the aggrevated look on the Heracross's face. “Come on at me!”
And indeed it did. The Heracross flew towards Gage, slashing an arm forward with a brick break but Gage was quick on his feet and true to his name as he doubled back around the bug type and let loose another roar, knocking the poor guy on his stomach. “Alright Gage! Now that he's down finish it with a Dragon claw.”
Gage didn't waste time, he didn't want the Heracross to gain any ground and before it could use it's counter attack, used it's claws to shred into it's hard armored shell. A moment later there was only silence, as the heracross remained still, knocked out. “Max...I think you should CAPTURE this one. Simply eating it would be a waste.” Gage panted each word. Steam blowing from his nostrils. “He's tough for an insect.”
The remark caught Max by surprise, he walked over to the two pokemon and looked over Gage's body, checking for injuries and found that he was mostly unharmed. “Are you sure? You worked so hard to get this meal.”
“Winning that contest between Kenta and I isn't MY top priority. Mine is making sure our team is as tough as we can make it, and winning the bug catching contest. It's why we originally came here right?” Gage asked, a big grin on his face as he looked down at his belly. “We have about 10 more minutes before the contest is over so I can eat PLENTY before the time limit is up!”
Gage's argument did make sense. They had two contests to worry about. And this Heracross was indeed pretty tough. Max took out one of the park balls that were provided to him during his sign up and tossed it at the bug type. The ball opened on contact and the Heracross was converted into pure red energy and pulled into the sphere where it shook several times. An internal struggle was going on, but once he heard that final click, and the sparks fly from the ball he knew that the capture had been successful. “Excellent. Now we have a Heracross for the contest, and for the Johto league.”
Gage nodded, looking around and noted how the only pokemon in their part of the area were relatively small. Well...with a decent sand storm he'd be able to nap all of them, and that's just what he planned to do as he grabbed Max who set himself over the dragon type's back. “Cover your eyes alright Max? This is bound to get rough.”
There was only ten minutes left on the clock, Kiya knew this because his pokegear had been set on a timer by the contest committee. But in the last twenty minutes, Kenta's stomach had bulged out with the many pokemon they had chosen to prey upon. And judging from the Charizard's former girth, he judged that the stomach was distended a good three feet. “Heh...I think Max will surely be surprised by our catches.”
Kenta picked his teeth, nodding as he drummed over his wiggling stomach. Today had been a good day, and regardless of if they won or lost, he was satisfied with the results. Though both dragons turned their attention to one of the large steel fences that were erected to keep tresspassers out, and caught the sight of two men in black coats sneaking in. “Well I think we just found our swinging vote.” Kenta remarked, dragging his tongue wetly over his lips. “And Max DID say anything that moves is allowed right?”
“That's exactly right.” Kiya agreed, watching the two men in black sneaking around the park. They were obviously up to no good, and why bother the park rangers when they could simply take care of the problem themselves. “They picked the wrong day to come and break into the national park.”
“Psst hey...Louis come on! All of these trainers carrying only one pokemon? This is the perfect opportunity for us to do a bit of poke napping.” The lead man, he was a 6'4 black anthro fox of lean build. Lining the inside of his trench coat were several poke balls. If they're conversation was any indication, likely stolen.
Louis, who was a pretty chubby otter, was walking behind him. He had blue fur and the coat he was wearing barely stretched around his expansive middle. The whiskers on his muzzle twitched a bit, and he smelled heavily of fish. “I know. But don't you think we have enough pokemon already Cane? We've not even sold the last batch yet”
Cane rolled his eyes, stalking towards a set of tall grass and keeping behind a thick tree trunk as he caught the sight of a youngster, fending off a paras with his Totodile. “We haven't found any buyers yet. Besides...team rocket pays top dollar for rare and valuable pokemon, especially in bulk!”
laying on one of the thick branches of the tree, was Hackmon who seemed content to just sleep the day away until he heard what the duo were up too. His ears twitched some and he pondered what to do with them. He didn't want them to prey on that innocent child, especially since it was barely holding it's own against a tiny paras. The small dragon was ready to ruin their dream of snatching more pokemon, but when he caught sight of Kiya and Kenta flying in a beeline towards the duo he decided to just lay back down. They'll take care of it from here.
Kenta flew fast, not giving either of the tresspassers time to move away when he tackled headlong into them. Sending them crashing into a set of steel fences. The force of which, would feel like they'd been hit by a car given his girth, and the speed in which he tackled them. He landed with a dull thud, and looked over both men with a snarl. “So you two are trying to steal people's pokemon? You ought to be ashamed of yourselves.”
Unfortunately, neither of the two were wearing the translator that Kiya possessed, so his lecture went on deaf ears as Cane looked at the rather massive Charizard standing before them. “Now this one's a powerhouse. Know what? I think we can USE this guy.”
Louis didn't seem quite so sure. Heck the impact left him more than a little skittish as he hid behind his companion. “I...I don't know Cane. This one looks different. He's got a primal look to his eyes...and he doesn't look too happy either.”
That was an obvious observation. Kenta was drooling as he thought about how he could consume the pair. But he caught the scent of several pokemon around the one called Cane. The thought crossed his mind that he might have hit the jackpot. But if they all belonged to other trainers, then he'd restrain himself. He might be a ravenous charizard but he wasn't cruel enough to destroy a bond between trainer and pokemon. “So Kiya? Plan?”
Kiya had been hiding on Kenta's back. But he slowly crawled off his friend and looked over to the pair of troublemakers. “If they have pokemon on them we retrieve them. How good of a shot do you think you are with a few embers?”
Kenta didn't bother with a response. He simply opened his jaws at the statement, and shot a few embers at the fox. Aiming purposly for the shoulders and cuffs, which amazingly his aim was spot on, which left the Fox jumping and patting over himself trying to put out the fires. Obviously he didn't follow the old stop, drop and roll method that most people had the common knowledge to understand. Instead he hurriedly started pulling the coat off his body, dropping it on the ground and letting the fire eat away at the fabric. “Perfect.” Kenta remarked as he flew forward and with a swift hand, kept the fox pinned to the fence. “Now...I think it's time I sent you to prison.”
“I think it's time WE sent you to prison.” Kiya repeated for the two tresspassers. He carefully looked through the burning jacket and retrieved the stolen pokeballs and set them in a small pack.
Louis's face went pale as he heard the word prison. But he knew they stood no chance of defying the large Charizard. His only chance was to run, but as he lifted his legs to begin a sprint, Hackmon jumped off the tree and slashed at the Otter's calf with his sharp claws, leaving him barreling to the ground. “P-please! Don't turn us in! We wouldn't do well in prison! We...we can make a deal right?”
The otter's pleas were not unfounded. But Kiya knew that Kenta wasn't about to let either of them go. “Well...sure we won't turn you in. But you will have to face time. Your punishment! Is to digest within my friend here.” Kiya stepped forward and gave Kenta's belly a few pats, the current residents within stirring from the stimulation.
This time, it was the Fox who looked horrified by the realization. The reason that this Charizard had looked so primal, wasn't because it was powerful, though it certainly was...no what fueled that look in it's eyes was food. Which they had now become. “Hold on. You have all of the pokemon, you don't need to get rid of us now! We'll leave! I swear and we won't come back!”
“Oh we know you won't!” Kiya remarked with a sly grin on his face. He turned his gaze over to Kenta and dragged the wounded otter at the fire dragon's feet. “Bon appetite Kenta.”
Cane watched Kiya drag his cohort towards the Charizard. The Hackmon that prevented the otter's escape was now licking it's claws, and gave the two a look of disgust as if they were vermin. “Hey! Look here foxie.” Kenta growled every word. And though the fox could not understand him, the growls needed no translating as he looked into those hungry, wild eyes. Though that view was quickly extinguished when the large Charizard opened those salivating jaws. His new view was one of a pink, fleshy interior, with saliva coating every inch of that cavern. The long, drooling tongue came out of the dragon's mouth to run along his neck all the way up to his chin. This dragon, was TOYING with him. Knew there was no escape and was enjoying every second of it. “Mmmm You know...you taste pretty good. Must be because of all those heists you supposedly committed. You know...I like to think justice is pretty tasty.”
Kiya chuckled softly, translating every word that Kenta had said to the crook, who when hearing those words from the green dragon made him shiver all the more. The hot breath washing over his face made him want to gag. It smelled of rotten meat, and if things continued, he knew he was going to be adding to that scent. UNFORTUNATELY, Kenta's paw was still firmly pressed into the fox's chest, keeping him pinned while that drooling maw came into view, eclipsing everything around him as he took in the Vulpines head. His tongue coiled a bit, teasingly wrapping around Cane's own muzzle to keep him from shouting, while giving him a grand view of that pulsating gullet in front of him. “Welcome to your prison.” Kiya translated, after another series of growls sounded around Cane's head.
Louis watched in horror. His friend's face had disappeared, not completely, as it was viable around Kenta's cheeks. But here this large dragon was...swallowing his friend alive! Despite the flailing hands trying to push away at the single paw, which...while ineffective on their own, the Charizard DID lift his paw but moved it around Cane's arms to keep them from making any further moves that might otherwise hinder his efforts.
Inside of that heated cavern, Cane was panting heavily. Saliva was beginning to drench his head fur, and the breath was horrible. When his arms had been pinned that's when he began to really lose hope, because just as soon as his arms were grabbed his sense of gravity shifted. His head was being guided towards that slick, pulsating gullet and he soon found his muzzle caught within it. Being dragged downward, his ears pressed back as his head was swallowed, that tight throat having no trouble in claiming him.
Outside, Kenta relaxed. Lifting his slender snack upward so that gravity could help him take in this lengthy meal. 6'4 wasn't exactly small. And the fox was at least a foot taller than himself but in his eyes, that made this prize all the more valuable. Drool dripped from the corners of his lips as those shoulders started stretching his jaws out a bit. “Mmmmmmmm” He couldn't help but moan lewdly around his catch. Lips moving only when he started pulling in more Lupine. That chest quickly following in which oddly enough...the Fox tasted like bananas...as strange as that was, it turned out to be true.
Half the time, Cane was struggling to hold in his breath. The long tube that was the Charizard's gullet was expansive. And at this point only half of his body was already beginning to stretch it out and he had no doubts that his partner, Louis, could see the outlined look of bewilderment on his face! Every inch he descended, the worse the smell became. And the sounds, the gurgles and glorps just below were acting like a horrid symphony to him, eager to make him part of that dreadful Orchestra. He tried to plead, but the constricting throat muscles pinned down every inch of his body including his muzzle.
Not too much later. His arms were joining him down that tight constricting path, and his muzzle began pushing against something tight. But with one more swallowing action from Kenta, his muzzle popped in through a tight sphincter. The smells he was assaulted with caused him to gag more than once, before the rest of his head followed along. Night vision was not his friend here, as he could see a lake of acid just below him along with several thrashing pokemon who were desperate for escape, save for a few who simply laid within the digestive juices as they awaited their fate, bodies sizzling already as the acids started working their magic. “H-Hey don't do this!” He breathed, immediately regretting it as he took on the brunt of the rank odor within that chamber.
There was a knowing grin on Kenta's muzzle as he held the Lupine's legs with a clawed paw. He had most of his meal now sealed within his body, and when he heard Cane's pleading he relished it. He loved the feeling of dominance, it didn't matter who he was eating or who he was fighting, he just loved to be in charge. And at this point, he was feeling the power as he let go of those legs, letting them kick and flail about in the air as he slowly let them descend into his jaws. Each second, his belly slowly distending even more, growing with Cane's form, and with a wet smack the deed was done. He felt those squirming toes slide down his gullet and sighed. The deed was done and now he only had the fishy otter to contend with. Bending over so that his face was looming over his catch, he let out a soft belch to give his soon to be prey insight to his new home. “How much time left Kiya?”
The question surprised Kiya, the green dragon took out his pokegear and noted that it's timer read 5:35. That didn't leave them much time for bug catching but he nodded. “About 5 minutes left bud. Give or take. Plenty of time for you to finish off this one if you're quick about it.”
That was all Kenta needed to hear. He picked the otter up by the neck, careful not to choke him, and began stripping him down to nothing but his undergarments. “I'll allow you SOME HONOR before you meet your fate. That's why I'm not stripping you bare.” Kenta grumbled, then started opening his jaws, taking in the short, stubby guy feet first. “Mmmm...fish...this is something SOL would enjoy.”
Kiya laughed as he translated the first part to Louis. Though the comment about Sol left him shaking his head. “Well then let's not tell Max's Bulbasaur about this then.”
Shivering, Louis felt his legs being wrapped in a slick, warmness as his paws just slide under that wet, slimy tongue. Kenta was wasting no time in swallowing him down. And being only 4'3, his small body was being dragged in like quicksand. The only problems that the Charizard might have in taking in this meal was his midsection which while pudgy, wasn't anything the dragon couldn't overcome. “Please...don't do this...”
Kenta rolled his eyes, swallowing in quickly. It only took him about two minutes, before the otter's head slowly vanished into those hungry, salivating jaws. From his point of view, the beautiful park was overshadowed by those terrifying fangs, and the glistening saliva that dripped and hung around him. It was a horrible sight, and it was the last he would see of the outside world, then SNAP! Kenta's jaws snapped shut, sealing him in complete darkness. GLRRK The Charizard tilted his head back as the short but thick bulge slowly traveled down his gullet. Once it reached his stomach, it was already sagging just a foot above the ground and he was left panting softly. “Urk...OK now I think I'm full Kiya. How much time?”
“About...two minutes left. Ready to head to the park entra-”
BUAAAAAAAAAAAAARP! Kenta let out a wet, massive belch, the likes of which scared off what insect pokemon they could have gotten their hands on. He started picking his teeth shamelessly. “Yeah let's get going. I can't wait to show Max and Gage what they've lost to!”
Heading to the National park's east entrance. This was where they held the closing ceremony and announce the winners. Both Max and Kiya stood along with 2 other competitors. The park staff had relieved them of their park balls and they'd been waiting for the last ten minutes for the judge to finish evaluating each pokemon. “Alright! We've checked each of the bug type pokemon you've captured and have come up with a unanimous decision. Second place goes to Youngster Joey for capturing a Kriketot! His prize is an Everstone!”
The young boy laughed, accepting the item in his hands by a park ranger. “I owe this to my Rattata! He's the coolest!”
“Ahem!” One of the park rangers looked to the remaining contestants. “Third place goes to...Venom! Who captured a pretty tough looking Dustox.”
Kiya was surprised. He didn't have too long to capture a pokemon, He and Kenta only had 2 minutes before time ran out so he caught the first thing that they were able to quickly knock out. The Ranger handed him an Aspear berry. “Well I can turn this into a tasty poffin for Kenta so I'm happy.”
The park ranger nodded to the dragon, before smiling. “And coming in first place, is Pokemon Trainer Max! Who captured a Heracross that for the past couple competitions had made a difficult challenge for the competitors. So congrats.”
There was a series of claps as the ranger brought to him a small yellow chest with a thunderstone encased within it. “Congratulations. Hopefully you'll all be back for the next competition!”
Just as the ceremonies were ending, the trainers began to scatter. Max and Kiya both looked to one another, before sharing a laugh. The small human handed Kiya the chest with a smile. “Here. I want you to have this.”
“Are you sure?” Kiya asked, walking with Max back to Goldrenrod city.
“I'm sure!” Max replied with a smile, shoving the chest into Kiya's. “You're so close to making it into the Silver conference...Besides aren't you the one that said you wanted to raise a Jolteon? There you go.” Max looked sure of himself and held out the park ball that he used to capture the Heracross. “This guy is all I need as a prize. With the right training...we can make it to the Johto league together.”
Kiya kept his gaze trained on Max, but took the chest and set it into his bag. “Fair enough. But you have to take this Aspear berry!” Kiya tossed it to Max, who fumbled to catch it. “So now we have to judge our...secondary contest. You ready?”
Max and Kiya quickly made way into their lodgings at the pokemon center. Once they were inside, they caught sight of Hackmon laying on the top bunk and gazing down at them. Max was the first to break the silence. “Alright! So let's show you how Gage has grown through this contest.” He lifted up a standard red and white pokeball, and let it drop to the ground so the Garchomp could be released right infront of them.
Kiya circled around Gage's body, poking the struggling mass that wiggled in his stomach. “Hmmm...his belly is certainly bigger than when we were at the park! How many did he eat?”
“Mostly small fry...Sand tomb is very effective in nabbing prey. But I have no doubt he's stuffed.” Max gave Gage's belly a soft pat and was rewarded with a thick belch along with loud, gurgles and glorps that told the story of what was going on within that churning chamber “Heh...”
Gage blushed as his belly was rubbed and poked. Though he did have to admit he was feeling really good. “Alright...heh they were all tasty but let's see how Kenta fared.”
Kiya nodded in agreement. “Alright. Well hold onto your horses!”
Hackmon let a small smirk appear over his muzzle, waiting for the light that formed Kenta to fade and reveal the Charizard who looked as if he nearly doubled over in size. “Max let me make this easy for you...I think Kiya won.”
Max stared up at Hackmon, a bit irritated by the young digimon's detatchment but decided to pay more attention to Kenta. He walked over to the fire dragon's gut and gave it a few rubs. From those touches he could gleam the shapes of what seemed to be a couple people in there! As well as several pokemon, though some of the bulges were softer than they should have been, indicating that digestion was already working hard to break them down. “You...ate someone?”
Kenta belched a reply, giving Max an idea of the variety of prey he consumed before verbally responding. “I ate two people who were intent on stealing. So yes I did. Your rules didn't rule out other people now did they?”
Noting Kenta's still hungry gaze, he could tell that the dragon was nowhere NEAR filled, and had he wanted too, Max would be taking a similar trip. “No not at all. Heh well I did win the bug catching contest so I guess you winning the eating contest balances that out.”
Kenta smirked at Max's cautious response and started picking at his teeth. “So then we're going to go play at the game corner?”
“Well...I'd prefer you take some time to digest your food a little further. But yes let's get going.” Max gave both bellies a firm pat and was rewarded with a set of belches from each dragon.
As they arrived at the Goldenrod game corner, Max realized that many of the games here had changed. Sure there was a slot machine and cards from the last time he came into town, but now there were more child friendly games as well, old arcade cabinets and even some of the newer stuff. Max was pushed to the side however as Hackmon pushed passed him. “Hey relax.”
“You relax! The digital world doesn't have all this!” Hackmon's eyes lit up, looking over the choice of games.
Kenta snorted in Hackmon's direction and stomped towards him. “You're an excitable little guy! Let's play this.” He placed a hand on Hackmon's shoulder then pointed to a set of arcade racers, they looked as if they were paired to play against one another. “Human vehicles being driven by dragons? I'm sure we can drive them just as well!”
Hackmon turned to look at Kenta, who's stomach was still fairly large since they'd left. It gurgled audibly, and whenever he made large movements it would slosh and bounce with his weight. All in all, Hackmon wanted to laugh but at the same time knew that the wrong word could end with him sharing the fate of every creature currently stewing inside of that furnace. “No offense but...can you fit in the seat, and more importantly...keep a good view of the screen?”
Kenta growled some, picking up his stomach for a moment then letting it bounce back down. The sloshing sound within was very distinct, and the prey inside of his gut struggled weakly in defiance as he pushed himself into the drivers seat, the wheel pushed his stomach inward giving his prey and more importantly, HIMSELF a bit of discomfort as he struggled to get into a more comfortable positioning. “Urk...Would you all stop struggling. You're making this a whole lot more difficult for all of us!”
The whole while, Max was laughing into his hand a bit. Looking away when Kenta gave him a pretty nasty glance. He knew that meant shut up or you're adding to my bulk! And Max had no intention of doing so. Though with the help of Kiya, who helped slide the seat back a bit, Kenta was finally able to give his belly some room to breath, at which he let out a breath he was apparently holding in. “Whew...Thanks Kiya.”
“Hey no problem! I'll get in the next seat over.” Kiya gave Kenta's gut a small smack and received a mass of squirming bulges in response, followed by a belch from the Charizard who was aimed right in the green dragon's direction. “Heh...don't worry, give em another hour or so and they won't be fighting so hard.”
“Awww but they feel so good thrashing about in there!” Kenta smugly replied. Giving his stomach a few rubs as he relaxed in the seat.
Gage climbed into the seat just to Kenta's left side, getting snug in his seat while making sure he could see the view of the screen just fine. “Shouldn't THEY be the ones complaining in there? After all you'll always have more prey to stuff down there and get the nice squirming sensation. They however will not get the opportunity to do much of anything in a few hours.”
“Hmph! Well if you put it like that...” Kenta readjusted his steering wheel and looked over to his right, watching Hackmon have the easiest time getting situated in the seat. The three dragons were all set and ready to play. “Alright, let's see who the fastest dragon is.”
“Hah! That's me!” Gage remarked with a big grin on his face.
Hackmon only shook his head, pressing his foot to the engine pedal. “You two may be bigger but I'm always going to outpace you.”
Max and Kiya watched the trio as their portion of the arcade was suddenly filled with roaring engines and the screeching of tires as they burned rubber.
“so then Max, while those three are racing one another...how about we play a game of cards.” Kiya spoke while making his way to a poker table.
“May as well!” Max replied cheerily, noting how there were three other trainers sitting at the table ready to play Texas hold em.
It was late in the night, when the group finally left the Goldenrod game corner. Both Kenta and Gage looked absolutely exhausted, and by the time they made it back to the pokemon center for rest, both dragons collapsed against the far bedroom wall, fast asleep. Since they left, both of their guts began to settle with their meals having either given up or long since passed out themselves! Now only the steady gurgles from either of their bellies filled the bedroom while Max and Kiya laid in their seperate beds, Hackmon opting to sleep on the floor.
“Well this was quite a day...” Kiya whispered, resting one hand on his stomach as he turned to see Kenta snoring under Gage who was sprawled up on top of him. “Where you going after this Max?”
He was exhausted. Max wanted nothing more than to sleep right there, but he turned to face Kiya who was sleeping in the bed opposite of himself. “I think I'll make my way to Blackthorn city. Hackmon and I have some business to do there before we can enter the Johto league silver Conference.”'
Kiya nodded, sighing as he pulled the blankets over himself. “then...tomorrow we say goodbye.”
“till the Johto league!” Max corrected with a wink, before retreating back into his sheets. “For now...I'm sleepy. Good night...”
“Right. Goodnight bud.” Kiya replied, smiling to his young friend before falling asleep himself. His old digivice, which he kept strapped to his trainers bag, pulsing faintly a few times before a dim glow filled it's screen, then faded to black once again.
(End)
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