Did I ever tell you all about the story where a little dewott shipwrecked on an island inhabited by a tribe of plump pokemon? That one's a real doozy. You see, it all starts with a dewott finding himself washed on the shore of some uninhabited island... at least until he finds a tribe of the Nightwalkers, a noctornal group of pokemon who do their business under the light of the moon. And their chief? Quite the plump looking Ampharos who's electricity helps to illuminate their settlement during the nights. Of course, being chief does come with it's own benefits, including quite generous portions of already hefty meals. Dewwy is already getting quite the up-close-and-personal greeting with him, as you can see. Is it perhaps an initiation to indoctrinate the dewott into their little tribe?... Or do you think he got so carried away with eating, he lost track of where that dewott had disappeared to? Either way... I doubt the dewott will be doing much complaining~

So yeah, this is the second picture. It's of my tribe leader, Cepheus, belly huge after a filling meal with Dewwy pinned underneath. How adorable! He's a character in a setting we made together which has two island tribes of pudgy pokemon. The nightwalkers is my tribe, made up of a weavile, mienshao, floatzel, blaziken, and your favorite Ampharos of course~

Cepheus belongs to me

Dewwy belongs to  Okaino