Digestive Mishaps with Pokemon - Anatomy Absence

“Well, uh, I heard you might have access to some... reviver seeds?”

“...Maybe. Why do you ask?”

The one asking the question was a small sentret that was known as Rockie. He was standing in a decrepit hallway in an abandoned building, trying to act cool but clearly a bit nervous. The pokemon he was talking to was one by the name of Quark, a rather secluded abra. Quark could have easily read the other pokemon’s mind, but it amused him to wait for a response sometimes.

Rockie nervously chuckled, “Why do I ask? I mean... why wouldn’t someone want a reviver seed! They’re good for, well, reviving...”

Quark looked down from his levitating position with his ever-closed eyes, still obviously amused. “Look, Rockie, we both know that I could just read your mind to get the answer. Why don’t you tell me the truth?”

He squeezed his eyes shut and clutched his ears like he was about to burst from... Irritation? Nerves? Suddenly he blurted out, “I WANT MY BOYFRIEND TO MELT ME DOWN LIKE A BERRY!” They stared at each other in shocked silence, both sides surprised by what he said and yet both sides... flustered. After a long moment he finished quietly, “But I also want to come back.”

The abra scratched the back of his head, looking back into his apartment to spot his own boyfriend with a raised eyebrow and a grin. Quark sighed and then stammered, “I-I... understand the desire.” Rockie’s jaw dropped and he tried to say something back but before he knew it the psychic had teleported away. A second later he was back in the same spot, holding a small brown seed. He handed it over and said, “Swallow this before you digest and you’ll reform after he’s done with you.”

Rockie clasped the seed in both paws and said, “Thankyouthankyouthankyou!” Quark nodded and started to close the door, only to find it blocked by a furry brown foot. “Actually... there’s one more thing I need from you,” said the sentret.

Quark and Rockie teleported to a completely different location, a small lake in some forest just outside the city. When they arrived, the first thing they saw was a lone poliwhirl floating in the water. Rockie immediately exclaimed, “Strauuuuum! I’m baaaaaack!”

Straum opened a single eye and promptly turned up in the water, facing his boyfriend and guest. “Welcome back hun! Did you get that seed you were talking about?” Rockie nodded, presenting it and then promptly swallowing it to demonstrate that it was now active. Straum continued, turning towards Quark to say, “And are you going to...?” Besides the reviver seed to avoid a more permanent trip, the secondary issue was simply that Straum lacked a mouth to swallow his boyfriend with.

Quark simply nodded in response. “I hope you can hold two pokemon for a moment.”

Silently being encouraged by his boyfriend/soon-to-be-meal, Straum nodded. They were both smaller than him and it’d only be a moment before the abra left. With that, the two vanished again. Then he could feel a growing warmth inside him before it turned into a massive distension of his stomach, the spiral pattern of his intestines over his stomach contorting as it made room for a meal like never before. His ‘gloved’ hands clutched the edge of his gut as it expanded, as if trying to keep it from growing further. In a way it worked, as after another pop the poliwhirl’s belly shrank slightly.

Straum looked back up at the lakeside to see the abra there, by himself. Quark commented, “Oh that’s cute, I can still see Rockie in there.” Straum looked down to see that indeed, his belly was transparent enough for its meal to be seen from outside. The sentret inside him squirmed all around trying to get into a better position, but stopped and smiled once he realized he could see his beloved predator. Quark smiled and said, “Have fun you two,” before teleporting away.

Rockie’s new setting was just as wonderful as he’d imagined, all tight and hot while squeezing him tightly and immediately trying to work on him. Straum sighed in delight as his boyfriend settled into place in there. He wasn’t originally all about, well, having his boyfriend for lunch, but Rockie was so enthusiastic and he was always willing to please. Not to mention that this felt absolutely divine. He silently thanked the abra for the opportunity and audibly thanked Rockie for being so filling.

Over the next hour, their active enjoyment slowed down into cozy pleasure as Rockie transformed into a creamy blend of himself and Straum slipped into a food coma. He floated face-up on the water’s surface, the lumpy and tall silhouette of his gut slowly leveling out into one much flatter and rounder. In the meantime, the spiral pattern on his belly thickened as sentret chyme ran through his transparent organs.

Early in the morning, Straum woke up feeling fatter than usual but also once again the feeling of his boyfriend suddenly appearing in his stomach. He smiled drowsily and said, “Good morning hun. Are you planning to take my spiral stairs again~?”

Rockie smiled back, sluggish from reforming. Then suddenly he realized that he was still inside his boyfriend’s stomach. “Uh... I thought I was going to reform outside.”

They both froze as they realized something had gone wrong. Straum broke the silence by asking the question they were both thinking. “Does the reviver seed work more than once?”

Rockie didn’t know the answer to that question, but he did say with his typical brash tone, “It’ll be fiiiine! But uh... Maybe you should go find Quark.” Straum and Rockie looked towards the city’s skyline beyond the trees. It was a long walk. Maybe this time he was a bit in over his head. And looking outside from within his boyfriend’s stomach, those thick spirals were starting to get into his head. Straum got out of the water and asked where Quark lived, but only got a loopy response. He shook his head and started walking. If he was lucky, he could find that abra before Rockie added to his body yet again-- Permanently this time.