After Riolu gets eaten, Deerling joins him in his Sensei's belly. When the two of them are inside her she can't help but purr and enjoy their unusual training method. Enjoy!

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A sudden, low gurgle escaped from Sakura’s middle, making her wince and blush lightly. She stared down at her soft, wobbling gut, placing her paws on the upper curvature to steady herself, tail flicking nervously behind her.

“Oh… uh…” She murmured, looking away with a faint groan, cheeks flushing.

From inside, Riolu pressed against the stomach wall, tiny paws rapping it gently. “Sensei, still hungry, huh? I can feel it, even if you try to hide it!” His voice was muffled, but the teasing edge came through clearly.

Sakura rolled her eyes, letting out a soft groan. “You’re impossible, Riolu,” she said, lifting her gut with both paws. As she released her hold, Riolu wobbled slightly inside, his body sliding against the slick, pulsing walls.

“EEK!”

A startled, muffled yelp escaped him, and Sakura couldn’t help but smirk at the reaction.

Turning back to Deerling, Sakura leaned forward, paws sliding under his sides to lift him gently until they were eye-to-eye. The warmth of her breath washed over him, and he blinked.

Sakura’s cheeks flushed as she said softly, “I won… so I get to… eat you now.”

Deerling, eyes wide but steady, tilted his head and said confidently, “That’s fine, Sensei. We’ll find a way out. This is all part of the training.”

Sakura allowed herself a small, playful chuckle. Her tail flicked lazily behind her, ears twitching. She leaned closer, her tongue brushing along the side of his neck near his ear, leaving a faint trail of saliva. “We’ll see about that,” she whispered, winking at him.

Before Deerling could respond, Sakura gave a sudden, precise toss. He spun through the air, forelegs stretched wide as gravity began to pull him downward toward her maw.

The sunlight glinted off her gleaming teeth as she opened her mouth wide, revealing the deep pink abyss inside. Strands of saliva stretched and snapped as she adjusted her posture, tail swaying behind her.

“Aaaaah~” she called playfully, tilting her head just enough to give Deerling a perfect target. The air shimmered slightly from her rapid movements, and the gurgling of her stomach resonated faintly, echoing the anticipation of the unusual training scenario.

Deerling’s eyes widened as he fell, spinning slightly, his ears flattening. “Okay, Sensei… let’s see how this goes!” he murmured, legs reaching forward, bracing for the slick, slippery interior.

Inside Sakura, Riolu shifted, sliding slightly against the stomach walls as the wobbling pulse of her middle made him sway. “Hang on, Deerling!” he called, tiny paws rapping the soft walls to steady himself as he heard his friend descend.

Sakura’s ears twitched with delight. “Ready… steady…” she murmured, tail flicking, eyes sparkling with amusement. “Here you go, Deerling!”

A few seconds later, Deerling fell face-first into Sakura’s wide-open mouth, forelegs stretched forward in instinctive defense. He slid rapidly along her slick tongue and into the soft, elastic walls of her esophagus, forming a sizeable bulge in her neck. Sakura let out a low groan, feeling the friction and warmth press against her throat as she forced herself not to spit him out.

Deerling’s hindlegs flailed above her lips, trying to push against the slick, elastic walls for leverage. The slippery coating of saliva and stomach fluids made it nearly impossible for him to gain a solid grip.

Sakura’s tail swayed behind her as she felt him pressing against her throat. She couldn’t help but chuckle softly, the vibrations from her laughter sending shivers down her spine.

Her ears twitched as she gently nibbled along his sides, careful not to harm him, letting her tongue trace lightly along his torso.

Deerling tensed immediately. “Sensei! That’s really slippery!” he yelped, eyes wide as the slick interior stretched and shifted around him.

Sakura’s cheeks flushed as a faint purr escaped her throat. “I know, I know… I shouldn’t be enjoying this so much,” she murmured, tail flicking. “But… it’s an interesting training method. You get the experience of escaping, and I… well, I get to practice swallowing technique safely.”

She tilted her head back slightly, letting gravity assist her as she adjusted him. Her paws pressed gently against his hindlegs, guiding them together and pushing them forward, widening her jaws to make the descent smoother.

Deerling thrashed with his forelegs, trying to brace against the thick, elastic walls, forming small bulges that shifted and stretched beneath Sakura’s neck. “I can’t get a good grip!” he yelled, tiny hooves pressing against the slick walls. The foul stench of her stomach hit his nostrils, making him gag and lift one hindleg to cover his nose.

“Ghh… come on!” he muttered, voice echoing faintly through the tight, pulsing chamber.

Sakura swallowed deliberately, sending more of him downward with careful gulps.

“Gulp… gulp… gulp…”

She purred softly, each motion accompanied by a gentle ripple of her soft flab. She let herself fall back onto her pudgy butt, causing a faint tremble in the earth beneath her and forcing another portion of Deerling’s body deeper into her elastic throat.

From inside, Riolu’s muffled voice echoed through the slick walls. “Deerling! Don’t give up! You can do it! Keep your grip!”

Deerling’s eyes widened, and he pressed against the walls with every bit of strength he could muster. “I… I know, Riolu! But there’s nothing to hold on to! It’s too slippery!” His voice reverberated in Sakura’s throat as he shifted frantically.

Sakura’s sharp hearing picked up their muffled conversation, and she tilted her head thoughtfully, tail swishing. That’s… a bit strange, she thought, but a faint blush crept across her cheeks as her stomach let out another impatient gurgle.

Grrrrrrroooooooooaaaaaaaaaannnnnnn…

“Oh! E-excuse me,” she murmured, rubbing her soft, jiggly gut lightly, tail flicking nervously. “Seems my stomach wants me to finish my meal quickly,” she said, voice warm and teasing, though slightly embarrassed at how loudly it gurgled.

Riolu’s muffled laughter came from deep inside. “Deerling! Hang in there! You can fight it!”

Deerling groaned, legs flailing slightly, trying to brace against the slick walls. “Okay… I… I’ll try!”

Sakura patted her middle gently, feeling the squishy ripples of his body shifting through her elastic walls. “Just relax… and focus on technique,” she murmured, eyes half-closed in concentration, tail flicking behind her. “You’ll learn a lot from this. Keep pushing, both of you.”

Inside, Riolu shifted to balance himself. “Don’t give up! You’ve got this!” he called, tiny paws rapping against the smooth, wet stomach walls.

Deerling’s ears flattened, and he squirmed against the thick, elastic environment, the slick slime coating every inch of him. “I’m trying!” he shouted at the entrance of the belly, determination clear in his voice even as the stomach gurgled beneath him.

Sakura’s cheeks warmed further, a small, soft giggle escaping her as she rubbed her pudgy middle, feeling the squish of his descent. “Patience… and control,” she murmured, tail flicking in rhythm with her heartbeat. “This is all part of the training.”

The stomach walls pulsed gently with every beat, pressing softly around Deerling as he slowly slid further. Small ripples formed as his movements jostled the slick interior, sending a squishy vibration through Sakura’s neck. The faint gurgles echoed and reverberated, almost like applause for his efforts.

“Keep going, Deerling!” Riolu’s muffled voice encouraged him from inside, making the training feel almost like a coordinated effort between master and pupils.

Deerling gritted his teeth, ears flicking nervously, as his forelegs pushed forward. “I… I can… do this!” he yelled, body wobbling slightly in the slick passage, fluids clinging stubbornly to his fur.

Sakura shifted her weight slightly, letting gravity assist even more as she watched the bulge in her neck stretch and slide with each careful gulp. “Almost… there…” she murmured softly, tail swaying, feeling the slick, elastic walls mold around him as he descended deeper into her body.

Sakura let out a pleased hum, eyes closing as she concentrated, tail swaying behind her. She tilted her head back further, letting gravity assist her movements, and increased the rhythm of her swallowing. Her soft, jiggling flab shifted with every motion, rippling lightly as she guided Deerling deeper.

Deerling’s forelegs pressed against the slippery walls of her esophagus, trying to slow his descent, but it was futile. “N-no!” he gasped, tiny hooves slipping against the slick interior.

He noticed the light from the outside beginning to vanish, the pink walls stretching around him. Sakura’s paws pressed gently against his hindlegs, pushing them together and forward, guiding them into her mouth. Her warm breath washed over him as she licked along his torso with careful, eager motions.

Deerling couldn’t help but let out some controlled chuckles. “I guess this is part of the training!” His head pressed lightly against the opening of her stomach, sliding forward inch by inch.

Sakura opened her jaws wider, tongue flicking, and gave a small, playful toss to his hindlegs. “Almost there!” she murmured. Her teeth gleamed briefly in the sunlight as she snapped her jaws shut with measured care, sending him further down, the friction tickling the walls of her esophagus.

Inside her belly, Riolu’s wide eyes followed every movement. “Deerling! Hang on!” he said, pressing against the stomach walls to give his friend space. “It’s okay… I’ve got you!”

Sakura felt him press lightly against the soft interior, nodding through her concentration. “Careful, Riolu… give him room,” she murmured, tail flicking behind her, ears twitching as the bulge in her neck slowly sank.

The bulge slid steadily until it vanished beneath her collarbone, the movement stretching and rounding out her belly. It jiggled slightly with the last ripples of Deerling’s entry, wobbling and bouncing before finally settling, giving her middle a slightly fuller, rounded appearance.

Blorp.

Sakura remained seated, exhaling through her nose and letting out a soft sigh, ears flicking with mild fatigue and satisfaction, tail swaying behind her. She licked her lips, savoring the moment and the smooth motion of her hands flying to her soft, jiggly belly.

She began rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles, feeling the slight resistance of her stomach walls and the squish of the latest meal inside.

“Aaaaaah… that hit the spot…” she murmured, voice soft and content, tail swishing behind her. “That was so… mmmmm…”

Inside, Riolu shifted slightly, pressing against the stomach walls and tilting his head, voice muffled but full of humor. “Sensei… you really are… something else…”

Deerling, still inside her, let out a small chuckle, muffled by the slick walls. “Okay… this is… one unusual training session,” he said, ears twitching.

Sakura’s paws moved in smooth, circular motions over her middle, tail flicking rhythmically. “Mm… I have to admit this is fun in its own way,” she murmured, smiling. “You both are learning so much, and… it’s a good lesson for me too.”

Riolu’s muffled voice rang out again, echoing faintly in the slick, pulsing interior. “Don’t get too comfortable, Sensei! You’ll be unable to keep us here forever!”

Sakura giggled, a warm, light sound that vibrated through her soft flab. “Oh, I think I can handle it for now,” she said, tail flicking, rubbing her middle slowly. “This training method is more interesting than I expected. You both get an experience, and I get a meal.”

Inside Sakura, Deerling shifted carefully to make himself as comfortable as possible, trying to share the tight, slick space with Riolu.

The elastic walls of the stomach clung gently to them, moving with every subtle pulse of Sakura’s heartbeat. Deerling let out a small, muffled laugh, tail twitching slightly against the slick walls.

“Well…” he said, voice muffled and echoing slightly, “we actually got eaten.”

Riolu pressed himself against the opposite wall and chuckled, his voice bouncing slightly against the squishy interior. “I know, right? Not much we can do now…”

Deerling’s nose twitched, and he gagged slightly as the foul stench of Sakura’s stomach reached him, the remnants of half-digested meals floating in the slick pool of fluids beneath them.

His eyes watered, and he lifted a hindleg to cover his nose. “Ugh… that smell… it’s… intense,” he admitted, muffled, trying not to flail.

Riolu sniffed cautiously, shaking his head. “It’s gross, but… I’ve been here before. Honestly, it’s… not as bad as last time.”

Deerling let out a small sigh, tail curling. “I just… can’t believe Sensei is so… terrible on the inside, literally,” he said, voice muffled. “She’s caring, nice, wise, strong, and cool… but her stomach… it’s something else.”

From above, Sakura’s tail flicked lazily, and her paws continued to rub her rounded, soft middle. A low, content purr vibrated from her chest as she sank slightly into her seated position, eyes half-closed. She was fully absorbed in the squishy sensation of her own belly, completely entranced, and paid no attention to her students within her.

Riolu smirked, lifting a paw to gently rap the stomach wall, producing a soft thud that reverberated through the slick interior. “Sensei! Hey!” he called, muffled.

Sakura gasped in surprise, ears flicking, and a faint blush crept across her cheeks. “Oh…! S-sorry… I shouldn’t be enjoying this so much,” she said softly, tail flicking nervously.

Deerling let out a muffled giggle at the exchange, adjusting himself slightly in the tight, slick space.

Riolu tapped the stomach wall again, more playfully this time, and said, voice muffled but teasing, “you know… you must’ve thought we were tasty… for you to be so distracted.”

Deerling laughed softly, muffled, the vibration of his voice shaking the slick walls slightly. “It’s true… you really got carried away, Sensei.”

Sakura’s paws rubbed in slow circles over her soft, rounded middle, her tail swaying lazily behind her. “Mmm… you two…” she murmured, purring softly, “you’re just… too much sometimes.”

Her ears twitched, and she licked her lips lightly, the warmth of the moment making her feel both amused and oddly proud.

Riolu rolled slightly against the stomach wall, pressing gently to stabilize himself. “Fine… we can share this, but it’s still gross in here,” he said, his voice muffled, eyes glancing toward Deerling.

Deerling adjusted himself too, letting out a small huff. “Yeah… but it’s also kind of amazing in a weird way,” he admitted, tail flicking as he pressed slightly against the elastic walls.

Sakura hummed contentedly, continuing to rub her middle, the pulsing, squishy walls around her students conforming to their forms. “Mmm… you two are learning so much,” she murmured, “and I’m learning too…”

Riolu let out a muffled, amused laugh. “Sensei, you really do enjoy this too much,” he said, small paws tapping the walls gently.

Deerling giggled softly, eyes narrowing in playful exasperation. “Yeah… we’re inside you… and you’re just… rubbing your belly and purring…”

Sakura tilted her head slightly, tail flicking, and let out a soft, warm chuckle. “Mmm… yes… I can’t help it…”

The slick walls of her stomach pulsed around them gently, the faint gurgle echoing as both pupils adjusted to the squishy, intimate space, laughter and muffled voices filling the environment, learning from the unusual, immersive training session.

Sakura hummed softly, smiling as she patted her soft, jiggly gut with her paws. Her ears flicked back and forth, catching the faint, rhythmic gurgles echoing from her middle.

Each pulse of the stomach walls sent a gentle ripple through her belly, and the sloshing of fluids beneath her paws added to the tactile sensation.

Inside, Riolu and Deerling shifted carefully, the damp, warm environment clinging to them. They pushed against the slick stomach walls, trying to create a bit more space to move, but the elastic walls gently pushed back.

Outside, Sakura’s belly stretched slightly to the sides before settling, wobbling faintly as her soft flab adjusted to their movements.

Sakura couldn’t help herself; a low, delighted purr escaped again, followed by a soft moan. She quickly covered her mouth with her paws, cheeks flaming crimson.

Inside, Riolu and Deerling immediately paused, sharing a muffled giggle at the sound.

“Wow,” Riolu teased, tapping the slick walls lightly, causing small ripples to travel through the interior. “Sensei, you must really like this inner massage to make you moan like that.”

Sakura’s whiskers twitched nervously, and her tail swayed behind her. “I-I… you must have imagined that!” she stammered, voice trembling slightly with embarrassment.

Deerling chuckled, pressing a foreleg against the stomach wall and watching small bulges form and vanish along the curves of her belly. “Come on, Sensei… you’re enjoying this way more than you want to admit,” he teased.

Sakura let out a nervous giggle, her paws rubbing her belly in slow, loving circles. “Ok, ok… maybe a bit,” she admitted softly. “But… I would have never agreed to this if you hadn’t had those reviver seeds.”

She added a teasing grin, voice soft but playful. “You are inside your big, powerful, and gluttonous master now.”

Riolu let out a muffled laugh. “Well, we’re not just going to lie down, Sensei. We’re going to try to escape, you’ll see!”

Deerling smirked faintly, pressing his small hooves against the walls to feel the elasticity of the soft interior. “Yeah… we’re not like the Pokémon you usually eat. We’ll figure it out.”

Sakura chuckled warmly, tail flicking behind her. She pressed her paws onto her knees, crossing her legs as she remained seated.

“Hmm… we’ll see about that,” she said, letting out a small hum of amusement. “I’m curious to see what you have in store to make me cough you up.” Her whiskers twitched as she tilted her head, a gentle, playful smile on her face.

She leaned back slightly, closing her eyes and breathing slowly, the soft pulse of her stomach pressing gently against her pupils. After a moment, she opened one eye, locking it on them with a commanding yet teasing gaze.

“You’d better not try anything funny in there,” she said, tail swishing behind her. “I’m going to meditate until the next training session with the other pupils. You better not to interrupt me or else…”

Inside, Riolu tapped the stomach walls again, voice muffled but teasing. “Challenge accepted, Sensei. Don’t think we are standing still.”

Deerling pressed against the slick interior, tail curling slightly. “Yeah… we are escaping somehow.”

Sakura let out a soft hum, rubbing her middle with gentle, circular motions. “Mmm… whatever. Then meditate I shall, and you two… just… enjoy your stay inside your master’s belly,” she said, voice playful, soft, and warm.

Her tail flicked lazily, ears twitching in rhythm with her steady breathing, and the gurgles of her stomach echoed gently, a subtle reminder of the squishy, warm world her pupils now inhabited.

Riolu and Deerling shared a muffled glance, exchanging a soft chuckle. “Sensei’s really something,” Riolu murmured.

Deerling laughed softly, tail flicking against the slippery walls. “Yeah… powerful, caring… and completely unpredictable.”

Sakura tilted her head slightly, still rubbing her middle, a warm smile on her face. “Mmm… yes… just like I told you. Always learning… always teaching… and sometimes… enjoying the moment too much,” she whispered, tail flicking in satisfaction as the squishy interior pulsed gently around her two pupils.

Sakura stabilized her breath, closing her eyes and sinking deeper into her seated meditation posture. She concentrated fully, trying to ignore the subtle, squishy inner massage her pupils were giving her from inside her stomach.

Her soft, rounded middle shifted gently with each heartbeat, the slick walls kneading lightly against Riolu and Deerling as they pressed themselves against opposite sides, carefully sharing the available space without colliding too much.

The damp, warm environment clung to them. Droplets of fluids fell from the ceiling and half-chewed food floated beneath them. The pungent odor reached their noses, making them gag and causing their eyes to water.

The air was thick and heavy, each inhalation burning their throats. Every gurgle, blorp, churn, groan, and slosh from the stomach walls combined with Sakura’s heartbeat—thmp, thmp, thmp—created a strange, oppressive rhythm that pressed against their nerves.

Deerling let out a muffled sigh. “The smell… it’s awful.”

Riolu pressed himself against the stomach wall, nose wrinkling. “Yeah… but… it’s not as bad as last time. Back then, Sensei hadn’t eaten anything yet. That was worse.”

For a few seconds, they both remained silent, blinking slowly as they stared at each other in the damp, swaying chamber.

Riolu finally broke the silence with a muffled chuckle. “You know… Sensei could hire her belly for others. I’m sure other students would like to spend some time in here. It’s… not that bad if you forget about the heat, the dampness, the half-chewed food as decoration, the walls kneading you constantly…”

Deerling tapped the slick floor beneath him with a hoof, smirking faintly. “Don’t forget the foul stench, the squishy and slimy environment, your eyes watering, the air wearing thin, the gurgles combined with her heartbeat… and your throat burning.”

Sakura’s ears flicked sharply, and one eye opened with a teasing glint. “I can hear you, you know…” Her voice was playful, but her tone carried a slight warning.

Riolu and Deerling froze immediately, eyes widening in shock, tails flicking nervously.

Before they could react further, Sakura raised her paws and smacked her middle hard—SMACK! SMACK!—and the sound reverberated sharply.

The sudden motion sent Riolu and Deerling tumbling violently from side to side, colliding with the slick walls of her stomach and with each other.

They let out startled yelps as their small bodies bounced and sloshed through the pool of fluids, some of which splashed up against their fur.

Riolu’s tail whipped through the sticky liquid, and Deerling’s hooves slipped against the slick walls as they tried to regain balance.

Inside, the stomach walls flexed and squished around them, pulsing with Sakura’s heartbeat. The sensation was disorienting, and both Pokémon slid across the slick interior until the walls gently cushioned them against the soft, elastic curves of her belly.

Sakura let out a small, amused chuckle, closing her eyes again as her tail flicked lazily behind her.

“You should be focused on getting out of there,” she murmured softly, rubbing her flab with both paws in gentle, circular motions. “Not rating my stomach.”

She exhaled slowly, smirking and letting out a content sigh as the bulges in her middle gently sloshed and settled.

Inside, Riolu shook himself slightly, tail swishing to clear some of the fluids, voice muffled but exasperated. “I-I think… we’re okay… I hope you didn’t mean to toss us that hard!”

Deerling pressed himself against a wall, breathing heavily, tail curling nervously. “I’m… dizzy… You have to be careful, Sensei.”

Sakura’s tail flicked again as she hummed softly, adjusting her seated posture and letting the stomach walls settle. “Mmm… good,” she said. “Now… maybe you two can try focusing on… strategizing instead of complaining about the environment.”

Inside, Riolu muttered, tail flicking through the slick liquid. “Heh… strategizing… yeah… okay… we’ll try…”

Deerling, still pressed against the slippery wall, added with a muffled chuckle, “Sensei really is… unpredictable.”

The gurgling and sloshing of Sakura’s stomach continued gently around them as they tried to steady themselves, each movement of the soft walls pressing, kneading, and pulsing.

The half-chewed food beneath them bobbed slowly in the fluids, and the thick, warm air made their breaths short and careful, reminding them that this training method was as much about patience and focus as it was about agility.

Sakura purred softly, smiling beneath closed eyes, tail swaying lazily. The stomach pulsed around her two students, a warm, squishy cocoon filled with muffled voices, gentle sloshes, and the rhythmic thmp-thmp-thmp of her heartbeat.

Riolu and Deerling exchanged a determined glance, their eyes locking in silent agreement.

“We have to… find the weak spots,” Riolu said, voice muffled but firm. “That’s the only way to make her uncomfortable and force her to spit us out.”

Deerling nodded, tail flicking nervously against the slick walls of the stomach. “Exactly. We can’t give up now. We’ve trained for this.”

Without another word, the two pupils began to struggle with all their strength. Riolu pressed his paws against the stomach walls and wriggled, while Deerling stomped his hooves and rolled, trying to create leverage.

Small bulges appeared and vanished along the soft curves of Sakura’s belly as their bodies pushed, twisted, and bounced against the elastic walls.

Occasionally, imprints of Deerling’s hooves pressed into her gut, leaving faint marks, while Riolu’s head and paws pressed against the fleshy walls with force.

The soft, elastic interior of Sakura’s belly stretched in multiple directions, wobbling and sloshing as the Pokémon struggled, before gently resuming its usual round shape, pushing back with mild resistance.

Sakura let out a soft hum of pleasure, whiskers twitching and ears flicking, tail swaying behind her. A small smile curved her lips as she placed her paws lightly on her middle, feeling every push, shove, and roll.

“They’re giving me an amazing inner belly rub,” she thought to herself, eyes half-closed in contentment. “I can feel every movement, hehe.”

Minutes passed, the pupils panting heavily, muscles trembling from the effort. The stomach sloshed gently around them, fluids rippling and shifting as Sakura’s gut settled in response, her gurgles soft but pleased.

Finally, Riolu dropped his paws, chest heaving as he pressed himself against the soft wall for support. “We’re… not done yet,” he murmured, voice muffled but determined. He jabbed the stomach wall gently with his elbow, testing for weaknesses.

Deerling shook himself, sliding slightly in the slick interior, and pressed his hooves against another part of her middle. “We’re still here! We’re not giving up!”

Sakura chuckled softly, tail wagging behind her. She leaned back slightly, resting her forepaws on her knees, her soft belly wobbling gently around them. “Is that all you got?” she asked in a playful, sing-song tone. “If you want to escape my belly, you’ll have to try something else.”

Riolu groaned, crossing his paws over his chest and pressing again against her gut, struggling to resist the soft, elastic walls. “We’re not done yet, Sensei!”

Deerling joined in, pressing his body against the opposite side of her belly, pushing with all his might. “We’re still going! You’re not going to keep us in here forever!”

Sakura smiled warmly, tail flicking lazily behind her, ears twitching as she listened to their muffled voices. “I can’t wait to see what you try next,” she said, her tone gentle but teasing.

Her whiskers twitched, and her cheeks lifted in amusement as she continued to rub her belly in slow, loving circles, feeling the squishy resistance of her pupils’ struggles.

Outside, Sakura’s soft gurgles echoed through the stomach, the rhythmic slosh of fluids creating a strange, squishy symphony around her pupils. She let herself hum in contentment, eyes closed again, thinking about how much their stamina was increasing with each effort.

“They’re getting stronger,” she thought with a warm smile. “And it’s so satisfying… but I’ll miss this little massage once it’s over.”

Riolu jabbed at her stomach wall again, voice muffled but firm. “We’re not finished!”

Deerling pressed hard against another spot, eyes bright despite the heat and stench. “You haven’t seen the last of us, Sensei!”

Sakura chuckled again, tail swishing lazily behind her. “I’ll be ready,” she said, voice soft but amused. “Bring it on.”

The stomach pulsed gently with each heartbeat, squishing around the two pupils as they strained against the elastic walls. Fluids shifted and sloshed beneath them, droplets sticking to fur as they tried to find a way out, determination etched into every movement.

Riolu groaned, head pressing against the fleshy curve, “This is… tougher than I expected…”

Deerling pushed again, forelegs straining. “We have to… it’s training!”

Sakura hummed, rubbing her belly slowly, amused by their persistence. “Good… keep trying. I want to see just how much effort you can put into this.”

The gurgling, sloshing, and soft pulses of Sakura’s stomach continued around them, a strange but tangible reminder that their training was far from over.

Sakura chuckled softly, a playful glint in her eyes. “I probably shouldn’t be thinking this,” she murmured, tapping her flabby middle with her paw, “but… I wonder how good I’d be at belly dancing.”

With that thought, she rose to her feet, her pudgy form surprisingly agile. She gave her hips an exaggerated sway, letting them roll smoothly with each step, and made a slow, deliberate turn on her heel.

“Maybe I’ve missed my true calling,” she mused aloud, voice tinged with irony and amusement. “Belly dancing by day, Sensei by night…”

She lifted her arm in a mock dance pose, one paw resting on her hip, the other raised high with theatrical flair. Rolling her shoulders and giving her belly another soft bounce with the palm of her paw, she watched the curves wobble slightly with a satisfied hum.

“Introducing… the Sensational Sakura!” she announced in a mock announcer’s tone, eyes sparkling with delight. “Wielder of mass-ive curves! Watch as she dances with her signature swirl!”

She tapped her gut gently with her paw, starting a slow, rhythmic sway. Her tail flicked behind her in time with the movement, and her whiskers twitched as she added a small hop, letting her belly jiggle with the motion.

Inside, Riolu and Deerling grunted in surprise as the walls of her stomach shifted. The rhythmic motion tossed them against each other.

“Whoa! Whoa! Sensei!” Riolu groaned, trying to keep his balance. “We’re… sliding too much!”

Deerling flailed, sliding against the slick walls, hindlegs kicking lightly. “It’s… impossible to hold on! She’s moving all over the place!”

Sakura giggled, watching her pupils wobble inside her stomach. “Oh, come on! Keep up! This is part of your training too,” she teased, tail flicking to the side as her hips rolled in a slow, exaggerated figure-eight motion.

Riolu tapped the stomach wall frantically, voice muffled but urgent. “Sensei! Please! We’re going to topple over if you don’t—”

“—keep dancing?” Sakura finished aloud, wiggling her hips and giving her middle another gentle poke with her paw. “Exactly! Balance, coordination, and stamina—three skills you’ll need if you ever hope to escape my belly.”

Deerling tried to push against the slippery walls, sliding and rolling helplessly. “We’re trying! It’s… so hard to stabilize!”

Sakura’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “I see that! You two are doing great… just keep those paws and hooves moving inside!” She twirled in place, lifting one foot and spinning, the jiggling of her belly sending waves across the stomach walls, Riolu and Deerling wobbling violently.

“Ahhh! We’re getting dizzy!” Riolu shouted, muffled, as he collided briefly with Deerling. “This is insane!”

Deerling groaned, pressing against the walls. “Our stomachs… are being shaken too!”

Sakura chuckled, leaning slightly to the side as she balanced her weight. “Exactly! It’s training… sensory adaptation, reflexes… and you get to feel just how powerful your Sensei’s core really is!” Her tail swished lazily, flicking them gently with each sway.

Suddenly, her paw caught on a small stone in the ground.

“Ack!”

She gasped, stumbling forward. Her arms flailed instinctively to stabilize herself, but the motion was too fast. She landed hard on her belly with a soft thud. “Oof!”

Inside, Riolu and Deerling were squashed beneath her weight. “Whoa! Whoa! We can’t move!” Riolu groaned, paws pressing against the stomach wall as he tried to shift.

Deerling wriggled frantically, pressing his hooves against the soft, elastic ceiling, but it was impossible to generate leverage. “We’re… pinned! Can’t… push back!”

Sakura’s ears flicked nervously, tail twitching behind her. “Oh no… I hope no one saw that,” she muttered, blushing slightly as her body wobbled and bounced until it settled.

Riolu pressed a paw against the stomach wall, muffled but loud enough for Sakura to hear. “Sensei! You’re squeezing us! Hard!”

Sakura gasped, ears flicking, and quickly sat back on her pudgy butt, rubbing her middle apologetically. “Oh! I-I’m so sorry! I got a bit carried away,” she giggled nervously, her cheeks warming with a blush. “I hope I didn’t crush you too much… maybe this can still count as part of your training, right?”

Deerling’s muffled voice came from beneath, a little teasing but grateful. “We’re thankful you’re thinner now, but you still weigh a lot, Sensei.”

“Maybe a bit more than I should,” Sakura giggled nervously.

Sakura let out a long, exaggerated sigh, brushing her paw over her belly. “Alright… I’m going to stop bellydancing for now. Time to resume meditation.”

She crossed her legs, tail flicking behind her, and closed her eyes. “Think of something else, you two… I can’t wait to see what you try next,” she murmured, a loud and wet gurgle punctuating her words, shaking her middle faintly.

Inside, Riolu tapped his chin, thinking hard, whispering to Deerling, “We have to find something… maybe… maybe we can make her react in another way.”

Deerling tilted his head, glancing around the slick walls. “What if we tickle her? It might work.”

Riolu arched a brow skeptically. “Tickle her? Really? You think that’s a good idea?”

Deerling shrugged, voice muffled. “It’s worth a shot. We need to get her attention and measure how she handles unusual attacks.”

Sakura’s ears perked sharply. Tickle me? Uh oh… she thought, tail flicking nervously. When I was a Mienfoo, that was my weakness. I wonder if after all these years of training my mind and body, I can resist this unconventional attack…

Riolu and Deerling pressed their paws and hooves against the stomach walls, lightly probing and poking, testing her reactions. The walls of her belly twitched faintly under their touch.

Sakura’s whole body tensed, tail swishing behind her, muzzle twitching as she exhaled and inhaled slowly, trying to hold back a smile. Focus… focus… ignore it… she thought, trying to maintain control.

For a few seconds, nothing seemed to happen. Then, a small, involuntary snort escaped her lips.

“Pffffft…”

She tried to stifle it, eyes squeezing shut, determined to ignore the ticklish sensation.

Inside, Riolu and Deerling exchanged a glance, ears and tails twitching. “It’s working!” Riolu whispered, pressing a bit more firmly. The stomach walls tensed, sliding slightly against them and gently squeezing their small bodies in response.

Deerling added, voice muffled but excited, “Keep going! We’re making her react!”

Sakura’s body trembled faintly. Her paws pressed over her midsection, tail flicking nervously. “Hehe… ugh… this… this tickles… why… why does this still…?” Her whiskers twitched, a few soft snorts escaping as she tried to maintain her composure.

Riolu’s eyes lit up. “She’s reacting! She can’t completely resist!”

Deerling giggled, poking the stomach walls again. “Just a little more… yes! That’s it!”

Sakura’s breath hitched slightly, a faint blush rising across her muzzle. Some things never change… she thought, tail flicking behind her. Tickling is still my weakness.

Sakura’s eyes squeezed shut, whiskers twitching, as her control slipped with every passing second. Her tail flicked nervously behind her while her paws rubbed at her middle in an attempt to stabilize the wobbling sensations.

Inside, Riolu and Deerling exchanged triumphant glances, their voices muffled but clearly audible.

“Sensei… this is actually working!” Riolu said, laughter in his voice. “We didn’t expect tickling to have such an effect!”

Deerling giggled, pressing a hoof against the stomach wall to create a little bulge. “Yeah, we didn’t think it would be that effective! Totally unexpected!”

Sakura stammered between snorts and giggles, trying to regain her composure. “Y-You… you’re… HAHAHA… not getting out that easily… hahahaha… thanks to that…”

The ticklish pressure inside her belly intensified, and seconds later, her control completely snapped. She burst into full laughter, toppling onto her back with a loud thump against the training floor.

“N-NO! STOP IT! HAHAHAHAHA! THIS IS FOUL PLAY!” she cried, grabbing her middle with her paws and giving it a faint squeeze, trying to stifle the chaos inside. Her tail thumped against the floor in rhythm with her laughter.

Rolling onto her side, tears of laughter forming at the corners of her eyes, she panted heavily. “Heh… hahaha… okay… maybe… a little… too… effective…” She arched her back a few times, trying to reset her balance while keeping her laughter at bay.

Inside, Riolu and Deerling struggled to maintain stability, the slick fluids sloshing beneath them. “Hang on!” Riolu muttered, wobbling against the stomach walls. “We can’t let her beat us! She has a weak spot!”

Deerling groaned, adjusting his hooves against the elastic walls. “Yeah! The tickling… it’s working perfectly! Even if we’re sliding around, we have to keep at it!”

Outside, Sakura rolled onto her belly, taking a deep breath, her ears flicking as she listened to the muffled yells of her pupils. “Ha… hahaha… n-nice try… but it wasn’t enough!” She panted, rubbing her middle while her tail swayed lazily.

Her body tensed again as the ticklish pressure resumed. The pupils inside pressed against the stomach walls once more, eliciting loud giggles and snorts from Sakura as she rolled across the training floor, the flab wobbling with every motion. “Hahaha… N-NO! Stop it! Ah… ha… hahaha!”

Riolu and Deerling collided with each other mid-slide, letting out muffled yells. “Sensei! You’re rolling too much! Stop it!” Riolu’s voice echoed faintly, but they refused to give up, determined to exploit the ticklish weakness they’d discovered.

SPLAAAASH!!

The motion finally carried Sakura into the nearby pond. Water sprayed in all directions, rippling across the surface, while she emerged in a dramatic, diva-like pose.

Her upper body lifted gracefully, tilting back as droplets slid down her fur. A bit of water trickled from her muzzle, and she spat it out, giggling.

“I’m not a Water-type, but hey… look at me using Water Gun like a Squirtle!” she teased, laughter spilling from her lips. Her tail flicked behind her, dripping, as she pressed her elbows against the edge of the pond to steady herself.

Sakura let out a long, exaggerated sigh, pressing her wet belly playfully against the wall of the pond. The water lapped gently around her lower body as her stomach shifted faintly, accommodating the struggles of Riolu and Deerling inside. She giggled softly, wiping the tears of laughter from her eyes with a paw and letting the gentle breeze drift over her soaked fur.

“That was quite the rebellion,” she murmured to herself, smiling. “Glad I managed to suffocate it, at least for now.” Her tail flicked lazily behind her, sending small ripples across the pond’s surface with each movement.

Inside her, Riolu groaned, pressing himself against the slick stomach walls. “We were so close…” he muttered, his voice muffled by the thick flesh surrounding him. “I can’t believe she just… squeezed us from all sides!”

Deerling grunted in agreement, adjusting his hooves as best as he could, pressing against the slippery walls for leverage. “Yeah… no space at all… I can’t even… move properly…”

Outside, Sakura’s ears perked up sharply as she heard Lucario’s familiar voice from the corner of the arena. Her body tensed slightly as he called out:

“Sakura! Are you okay? I heard laughing… really uncontrollable laughing!”

She glanced away, giggling nervously, trying to play off the situation as he approached her. “Oh… It’s okay, Sensei. Nothing to worry about…”

Lucario’s gaze narrowed slightly, his ears angled forward, scrutinizing her. “Nothing? You sounded… well, like you were having trouble controlling yourself.”

Sakura forced a small chuckle and looked down at the rippling water around her submerged lower half. “I… uh… probably just… drank a bit too much water during the pond exercise…” she said, trying to keep her tone casual.

Lucario stepped closer, offering a supportive paw. “Come on, I’ll help you get out.”

Sakura smiled softly, appreciating the gesture. “Thanks, Sensei…”

Lucario grasped her paw and began pulling carefully. Sakura could feel the weight of her soaked fur, her tail dragging slightly in the water.

Lucario grunted under the effort. “You’re… uh… heavier than I expected. Age doesn’t forgive,” he muttered under his breath, and Sakura’s ears twitched as a faint blush rose on her cheeks.

“Ehhehe, that’s what I get for being such a glutton…” she said nervously, trying to play it off as she felt him slowly make progress. Step by careful step, she finally emerged from the pond, water dripping from her fur.

Once fully on dry land, she asked Lucario to give her a moment. “Uh… could you step back a bit? I need to shake off this water.”

Lucario nodded and took a few steps back, watching carefully.

Sakura lifted her shoulders, braced herself, and shook her entire frame. Water flew in all directions, droplets scattering across the pond and the surrounding grass.

Inside her, Riolu and Deerling let out muffled yelps, flailing helplessly as the wet, slippery walls jostled them from side to side. Fluids sloshed around, splashing against them with every shake.

“Whoa! Whoa! Sensei! Steady!” Riolu’s muffled voice shouted, his paws sliding against the stomach walls as he tried to regain balance.

Deerling groaned, rolling slightly, “This is insane! The fluids are everywhere… can’t… keep footing…”

Outside, Lucario’s ears twitched sharply. “What’s… that sound?” he asked, tilting his head.

Sakura froze mid-shake, her whole frame stiffening. She pressed her paws to her middle for cover, tail flicking nervously. “Oh… uh… probably nothing… my stomach… I think I… uh… ate too much as well,” she said, giggling nervously.

Lucario’s eyes narrowed, his voice calm but firm. “Ate too much? Sakura… you can’t just make noises like that and blame it on food. What exactly is going on?”

Sakura gulped softly, trying to maintain her composure while her ears flicked nervously. “I… I mean… it’s really just… uh… water and exercise… yes, that’s it! The pond was deeper than I thought and, uh… it makes the belly muscles rumble… nothing more!”

Lucario’s gaze remained steady, scrutinizing her every movement. “Hmm… alright. But you’ll need to explain if you keep acting like this. I heard quite a lot just now,” he said carefully, stepping closer, concern clear in his tone.

Sakura’s tail flicked faster, and she forced a small smile. “Yes, Sensei… I promise… just a little, uh… unexpected pond mishap.” She licked her lips nervously, hoping her playful excuse would be convincing.

Grrrrrrbrrrrrlmmmm…

Sakura’s gut let out a faint, wet gurgle, sending a ripple across her rounded belly. Lucario’s sharp eyes immediately caught the subtle motion, narrowing slightly as he rose a paw to his chin and tilted his head in curiosity.

“Hmm… your stomach is moving again,” he said cautiously, taking a small step closer. “Is everything alright?”

Sakura giggled nervously, her ears flicking back, and she pressed a paw against her middle. “Y-Yeah… it’s nothing, really,” she said, glancing away and hoping he wouldn’t notice the subtle bulges caused by her pupils struggling inside. Her tail flicked anxiously behind her.

Lucario’s eyes narrowed further. “Are… you sure?”

Before she could answer, he reached out and poked her round belly with a paw. The plush flab gave under the pressure, sinking deeply but remaining firm. Sakura’s whole body tensed instantly.

“EEP!”

She yelped, ears flattening slightly as her paws instinctively went to cover the spot.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” Lucario said immediately, stepping back slightly.

Sakura’s ears twitched, and a small blush crept up her cheeks. “I-It’s okay,” she admitted, letting out a tiny laugh. “Actually… that was… kind of nice.” She rubbed her belly with her paws and then covered it with the sleeve of her other paw, hoping to hide any remaining evidence of her pupils inside.

Inside, the stomach walls responded almost immediately to the movement above. Riolu and Deerling groaned as the pressure increased, their arms and legs pressed tightly against the damp, slick walls.

The heat intensified, sticking to their fur and making them sweat slightly. Wet gurgles echoed through the chamber, and the acids began to rise gently, making their attempts at movement even more difficult.

“Alright… think, Riolu,” Deerling muttered in a muffled voice, trying to reposition against the slippery walls. “We need… to… figure out a way…”

“I’m on it… just… keep pressure on the walls if you can,” Riolu whispered, pawing at the elastic sides. “We can’t let her… get too comfortable.”

Lucario’s ears perked up sharply at the faint whispers, his head tilting again. “Sakura… did I hear voices? Or… is that just your stomach?”

Sakura’s tail swished nervously behind her, and she pressed both paws against her gut. “You… you must be imagining things,” she said quickly, voice slightly higher than usual. “It’s… just my stomach. My meal didn’t sit… very well.”

Lucario studied her carefully. “That’s possible,” he said slowly, but his gaze remained concerned. “You’ve had to deal with a lot of aggressive Pokémon… ones that could have caused serious trouble if left unchecked. It’s impressive that you handled them all.”

Sakura’s ears twitched, and she let out a soft sigh, bowing her head slightly. “Thank you… Sensei. It’s… my duty to keep everyone safe.”

Lucario’s expression softened. “Still… you need to watch your weight. You’ve lost some, which is good, but you’re still heavier than is ideal. Urshifu added quite a bit of muscle and mass to you.”

Sakura winced, looking away as a deeper blush crept over her cheeks. She rubbed the back of her neck nervously, using the sleeve of her other paw to keep her middle covered.

“You’re right… I… sometimes my appetite just… gets the best of me,” she admitted, letting out a soft, awkward laugh.

Lucario gave a small nod, his ears angled attentively. “I understand. Just… make sure you stay mindful. Balance is important—both for your training and for keeping control in situations like this.”

Sakura nodded, pressing her paws gently over her gut again, feeling the soft movement of Riolu and Deerling struggling beneath. “I will… I promise,” she said, her tail flicking a little more confidently now, though the nervous blush remained.

Lucario’s gaze softened further, giving her a small, approving nod. “Good. I’m glad to hear it. Now make sure you take a moment to recover before your next training session.”

Sakura exhaled, her ears flicking, and her tail settled behind her. “Yes… thank you, Sensei,” she said, rubbing her middle once more, feeling the faint pulsing of her pupils inside. A soft gurgle echoed, and she smiled faintly.

A faint, muffled sneeze echoed from beneath Sakura’s fur, making her eyes widen in surprise. She froze in place, letting out a nervous laugh as she tried to play it off.

“Hehe… what a nice… uh… day,” she said quickly, hoping Lucario wouldn’t notice too much. Her tail flicked nervously behind her.

Lucario’s ears perked and his gaze immediately landed on her round belly, narrowing. “Sakura… who is in your stomach?” he asked flatly, his tone calm but serious, yet his eyes betrayed curiosity.

Sakura looked away, cheeks burning a deep shade of crimson. “I… uh… long story…” she stammered, her voice breaking slightly. “Hahaha… let me explain—”

Lucario crossed his arms, tilting his head slightly. “I’m all ears,” he said, his posture firm yet patient.

Before Sakura could finish, her middle stretched and rippled, and suddenly two small heads and forepaws popped out against the curvature of her gut. Riolu and Deerling’s features were clearly visible.

Sakura’s paws flew to her face, hiding behind her sleeves as she groaned faintly. “I shouldn’t have agreed to this…” she muttered, still blushing furiously.

From inside, Riolu’s muffled voice rose, carrying clearly enough for Lucario to hear. “Sensei Lucario, this was our idea! It’s a new training method to face unexpected situations!”

Deerling’s voice followed, echoing faintly as he added, “Master Sakura agreed to this because we ate the reviver seeds. It’s perfectly safe.”

Lucario blinked twice, taking in the sight of her gut with two small Pokémon partially visible, and then shook his head slightly. “I… see. I’m surprised, to say the least,” he said, his tone calm but tinged with awe.

Sakura groaned, still hiding her face, but she felt Lucario’s forepaws gently pressing against her belly. A faint shiver of surprise ran through her as he rubbed her middle expertly, kneading the plush curves with careful, deliberate movements. “Uh… Sensei… that’s… actually—” she stammered, unable not to purr, her tail wagging behind her in reflexive pleasure.

Lucario’s gaze softened as he looked at her. “Is this… uncomfortable?” he asked.

Sakura shook her head, eyes still partly hidden behind her paws, letting out a soft purr. “No… the opposite, actually. It’s… nice.”

Inside, Riolu and Deerling immediately sensed the extra movement and attention. They pressed against the stomach walls with renewed energy, gently rubbing from within. “We’re not giving up, Sensei!” Riolu called, muffled but determined.

“Definitely getting out!” Deerling added, his hooves pressing against the elastic walls of the stomach, making the fluids slosh faintly and the walls pulse in response.

Sakura’s ears twitched, and her whiskers quivered as she felt the gentle but persistent pressure from inside. Her middle wobbled and sloshed faintly with each push, sending tiny ripples through her fur. She smiled behind her paws, still blushing, and let out a soft, amused sigh. “You two are really determined, aren’t you?”

Riolu laughed, muffled by the slick walls. “Of course! This is training, right? We need to learn how to handle unexpected pressure!”

Deerling added, “And we can’t waste the opportunity. Master Sakura, you’re amazing, but we’re going to figure out a way to escape!”

Lucario watched carefully, his paws still massaging her middle. “It’s certainly… an unconventional training method,” he said thoughtfully, a small smile on his face. “But as long as precautions are taken, I suppose it’s acceptable.”

Sakura’s tail flicked happily behind her, and she peeked over her paws, eyes sparkling. “See, Riolu? Deerling? Even Sensei Lucario thinks you two are clever.”

Inside, Riolu smirked, despite the damp heat and squishy surroundings. “Clever… but we’re still trapped,” he muttered, nudging the stomach walls.

Deerling chuckled softly, pressing a foreleg against a bulge in the belly. “Yeah… clever, but persistent.”

Sakura chuckled, hiding behind her paws again, feeling her gut wobble as both pupils continued to press and move inside. “You two really don’t give up, do you? Alright… I can appreciate that. But you better remember: I’m still in charge here,” she said, her voice warm and teasing as she patted her middle, letting it slosh faintly and settle.

Lucario’s eyes softened as he observed the dynamic. “That is why I chose you as my successor, Sakura. You are patient, clever, and… remarkably capable.”

Sakura’s blush deepened, ears flicking nervously, but she smiled faintly behind her paws. “Thank you, Sensei… I… I’ll do my best to live up to that.”

Inside, Riolu and Deerling exchanged a glance, their determination renewed. “She may be amazing,” Riolu said quietly, “but we’re not done yet.”

Deerling added, “Nope… we’re still training.”

Sakura’s tail flicked behind her as she let out a soft sigh, her paws still pressing gently on her gut. “Good… that’s exactly the spirit I want to see,” she whispered, smiling faintly, feeling the gentle movement and heat of her students as the faint gurgles echoed around them.

Sakura let out a soft, contented purr, closing her eyes as she felt Lucario’s careful paws rubbing along her round middle while Riolu and Deerling pressed and shifted from inside.

The warmth of their combined attention made her whiskers twitch, and her tail flicked lazily behind her, brushing the grass. She shifted slightly to accommodate her pupils’ movements, feeling the gentle press and kneading from within.

Lucario allowed himself a small smile, hiding it behind his calm expression. He pressed just enough to soothe her muscles without making her uncomfortable, feeling the surprising softness and warmth of her belly beneath his paws.

“You’re… very relaxed right now,” he murmured, though he kept his tone steady, hiding the quiet satisfaction of seeing her so pleased.

Inside, Riolu’s muffled voice echoed, slightly distorted through the squishy walls of Sakura’s stomach. “Sensei… this is a small truce,” he called. “We hope you enjoy this inner massage, because we’ll be getting out when you least expect it.”

Sakura chuckled softly, her ears twitching as she felt the vibrations of their movements. “I can’t wait to see what you two try next,” she replied warmly, tail swishing behind her. “Just… please, no more tickling for now,” she added, letting out a small giggle.

Deerling’s muffled chuckle echoed faintly from inside, and Riolu added in agreement. “No promises, Sensei… but we’ll go easy, for now.” Their movements sent gentle ripples through her gut, causing Sakura to purr again, pressing her paws lightly against her middle to steady herself.

Lucario remained quiet for a few seconds, his gaze thoughtful as he continued rubbing her smooth, round belly. The rhythmic kneading and the gentle wobble beneath his paws were oddly calming, and he found himself enjoying the steady, meditative pressure.

Finally, he spoke. “Sakura… I came to ask if you could take care of the next class for the students. I need to meet with the Sensei of an allied dojo.”

Sakura opened one eye, tilting her head slightly, her ears perking with interest. “Is this… about the Pokémon threatening the valley?” she asked, her voice calm but alert.

Lucario nodded. “Yes. It’s likely that they’ll need to face these threats soon. I trust you can handle the students and ensure their safety while I’m away.”

Sakura’s chest puffed slightly as she smiled, her paws instinctively rubbing her middle again as the warmth from her students and Lucario combined. “I will protect anyone from those Pokémon,” she said firmly, tail swishing with determination. “No one under my watch will be harmed.”

From inside, Riolu’s muffled voice rose in agreement. “Sensei Sakura is amazing! We believe in her!”

Deerling added, “Absolutely! We’ll support you, and make sure no one is hurt while you train us.” Their movements caused Sakura’s belly to wobble gently, the fluids inside sloshing and pushing against them, sending subtle ripples through her gut.

Lucario’s gaze softened, and he gave a small nod of thanks, observing Sakura’s poise and the respect she commanded even in this unusual training scenario.

“Thank you… I know the students are in capable hands,” he said, his paws continuing their steady, reassuring movements across her middle.

Sakura’s whiskers twitched in response, and she let out a soft, contented sigh, ears flicking and tail swaying behind her. “We’ll all get stronger together,” she said warmly. “And I’ll make sure this training helps them face anything… even the unexpected.”

Riolu and Deerling, sensing her calm but firm resolve, pressed against her stomach walls with renewed determination, letting her feel the warmth and slight pressure of their support while still planning their eventual escape. Sakura’s tail flicked in delight, and she whispered softly, “Good… you two are improving every day.”

Lucario finally eased his paws, though his eyes lingered on her belly, observing the calm strength and patience of his chosen successor. “Very well,” he said quietly. “I’ll leave them in your care. I trust you to guide them wisely.”

Sakura nodded, smiling behind her paws as her students inside shifted slightly to accommodate the release of tension. “I won’t let you—or them—down, Sensei,” she said firmly.

The gurgles from her middle quieted to a gentle rumble, and her tail flicked contentedly as the warmth and movements of her pupils, combined with Lucario’s steady rubs, created a serene, meditative rhythm. She closed her eyes, letting herself bask in the moment while also keeping her mind alert for whatever clever maneuvers Riolu and Deerling might attempt next.

GWOOOOOOOORGLEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Suddenly, Sakura’s belly let out a deafening gurgle that vibrated through her whole torso, making her pause mid-breath.

Her eyes widened in shock, whiskers twitching, ears flicking nervously as her round middle shivered and sloshed from the sheer force of the rumble. She blinked twice, placing her paws lightly over her gut, trying to steady it as her tail flicked in mild alarm.

Lucario immediately stopped his kneading, stepping back and raising an eyebrow. “That… was intense,” he murmured, giving her belly one cautious glance before he rose to his feet fully. “You definitely have control over your stomach, but… wow.”

Inside, Riolu and Deerling were tossed off balance by the sudden upheaval. Riolu tumbled sideways, colliding gently with the stomach walls, muffled yelps echoing as the slick inner lining pressed and slid around him.

Deerling flailed his forelegs, bumping into Riolu and then against the fleshy walls, leaving small bulges that appeared briefly before the elasticity of Sakura’s middle pushed them back. The fluids beneath them sloshed in waves, coating their fur and soaking their paws.

Sakura let out a nervous giggle, her ears flicking as she felt the jostling from inside. “Heh… looks like your belly rubs really got me riled up,” she admitted, cheeks pinking.

Her paws smoothed along her round middle instinctively, feeling the lingering vibrations as her gut slowly settled.

A muffled snicker echoed from within. “Sensei… are you about to unleash one of your Burp Strikes?” Riolu’s voice teased, muffled but clearly amused.

He jabbed against the stomach wall with a paw, leaving a brief imprint that made Sakura’s fur tingle before the flesh resumed its usual curve. A faint ripple ran across her gut, and Deerling added a muffled chuckle, nudging the walls from the opposite side.

Sakura’s blush deepened as she stammered, “Kn… knock it off, both of you!” She slapped her middle lightly with her paw, making it wobble and slosh again, releasing a low gurgle mixed with muffled yelps and the faint acidic hiss of stomach fluids shifting. The sensation sent shivers through her spine, and her tail flicked in nervous energy.

After a few seconds, the wobbling settled and her gut rounded back to its usual shape. Sakura crossed her arms above her belly, letting out an exasperated hmph while lifting her chin slightly. “I… I have more control over that now,” she said firmly, closing her eyes, “so the frequency of these… outbursts is drastically reduced.”

Lucario rolled his eyes with a small smile, tilting his head. “You’re right, you do have more control,” he said, voice steady. “But these releases… they are still extremely deafening. You’ve got to refine it further.”

Sakura winced, covering her mouth with a paw, ears twitching and tail flicking anxiously. “Sensei… not you too!” she said, her blush spreading across her muzzle. “I am trying to… keep that under control!”

From inside, Riolu let out a muffled laugh, “See? We told you, Sensei! Even outside attention notices it!”

Deerling joined in, voice muffled but playful, “You can meditate all you want, but your middle has a mind of its own!”

Sakura groaned, tail flicking and ears rotating as she rubbed her gut gently, the warmth and subtle pressure of her pupils inside still making her feel the faint reverberations of their movements.

“I… I promise I’m improving,” she said, cheeks still red, voice tinged with both exasperation and amusement. “Next time… I’ll try not to shake the arena!”

Lucario chuckled quietly, shaking his head, “Just keep at it, Sakura. You’re making progress, even if it doesn’t feel like it.”

Sakura’s whiskers twitched as she let out a relieved breath, closing her eyes and focusing on calming her middle while Riolu and Deerling shifted inside, the faint sloshes and squelches echoing softly against the walls.

Her tail flicked slowly behind her, and she muttered with a shy smile, “Alright… truce for now. But I’m still watching you two in there.”