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"For a Cinccino, she thickened me up good! Even Em couldn't foresee it, because the next morning she was suffocating between my fattened tits!" Violet concluded to the table, a few eavesdropping Pokémon shot looks to the table of four. Em sat absently next to her, laying back, arms securely behind her head, sheepishly nodding as Violet spoke. On the other side sat another couple, Akachi the Sylveon and Yuki the Glaceon. Both attentively listened to what Violet had to say. The Absol was in her usual purple leotard, clinging around her neck and flowing down her body, poorly covering her plump breasts, only covering her nipples and the immediate area around them, the rest of her white cushions were pushed out to the side, uncomfortably wedged in by the leotard.

"I wouldn't think a Pokémon like Cinccino would be such a calorie carrier! That's amazing!" Akachi commented, after taking a heavy swig of bubble pop. The Sylveon was unusually dressed for his standards, a pristine tuxedo decorated his body, white gloves covering both hands, a red tie stood out between the white undershirt and black blazer. A black and grey fedora divided his ears, sending them out in their respective directions.

"Yeah, I've heard they give your fur some sheen. If you grew that big... could it have been a Zoroark?!" Yuki added with a question. Akachi's partner was similarly well dressed, a shimmering blue sequined dress flowed from her chest to her thighs, clinging tightly onto her curves gained from her predatory tendencies, a plump belly pressed forward, straining every single centimetre of fabric to hold together. Her ear piercings matched the dress, each ear had one large blue pearl pressing from beneath, latched onto an earring and her shoes were shimmering blue, almost like they were encrusted entirely of crystal.

"Might've been..." Violet shrugged in response, pressing her hands on their respective breasts. "Doesn't matter now, considering she's on these!"

"Hey, since we're on this topic..." Yuki turned to face the Braixen swinging back on her chair, holding a small, white square in her left hand, focusing all attention into its contents. She was also wearing her regular outfit with her partner. A black leather jacket, fully zipped up. It spread to her wrists and down to her lower belly. It matched with leather leggings of the same colour, giving her legs an artificial layer. A small purple undershirt peered above the leather jacket. "I'm sure you'd have some bizarre stories about some prey you've had. Right?"

"Hmm?" Em finally turned her attention to the conversation, slowly forcing the chair back onto the ground with a slight Skreeeet! She tucked the picture into her jacket pocket, laying both of her arms onto the table. "Yeah I guess..."

"Looks like someone has been spacing out of our conversation, hmm Plum?" Violet reached her left arm around Em's body, hooking around her left side and pulling her into Violet. "How about telling us about one even I don't know about?"

Well, that was certainly an interesting challenge issued by Violet. Em looked down, scratching her neck for a few seconds. A sudden realisation struck her, she perked up, an eager glint in her eyes, properly positioning herself in the chair to tell her story.

"So have you guys heard of a Pokémon that was once another species but one day completely changed?" Em started, her words dropped on bewildered ears, the other three glared confusingly at each other. Em sighed, in a mix of happiness and regret. "I met one such Pokémon, and he's not a character I'd forget anytime soon!"

...

Each day, the trees of the forests the Braixen wandered within seemed to be less thick, less towering, and a lot brighter than the previous. The seas of green and brown became less choppy and more shallow, although that'd be something an experienced sailor would note. The spring weather allowed all Pokémon to reap the bounties of the forest, Pokémon like Em could just waltz up the trunk and pluck a berry of their desire or the more opportunistic could snatch up a much larger meal than mere berries. Even Pokémon who couldn't reach up could get their fill, with new berries constantly growing forcing the ripe onto the forest floor.

Em plucked the occasional berry from the trees, making sure not to eat too much or go too long without nutrition, maintaining a constant flux within her stomach. Who knows? Maybe this excursion would reveal something filling or at least an entertaining fight.

Through the leaves and the berries, peering down into a small clearing encircled with trees, was an unusual looking rock, pointing upwards like a spire, it was marked with an odd design, a smaller tracing of the rock's figure was inscribed into it, with small patterns of dots planted around it, like it was spelling out something in an obscure or extinct language. Next to that, was a peculiar looking... Braixen? Looks like things were about to heat up...

The Braixen himself looked like a fairly regular build, although in a height comparison to Em, the Vixen completely towered over him. His eyes were a light grey, though from the distance Em was observing him at, it almost had a tint of purple to it. Slung around his right arm was a bag, woven in canvas, with a red handle of a similar texture that was strapped over his shoulder, it even made a neat bow on the front with the spare fabric. If the uneased face on him had anything to say, he wouldn't be too approachable unless Em managed to work her magic. It seemed as if the Braixen was trying to navigate through the woods using the stone as a compass, the four slanted edges reaching to the tip and pointing out in 4 directions, a keen observation if Em had anything to say about it. She positioned herself outside of the shadow cast by the tree, staring at the Braixen who was completely unaware of her presence.

It was time to make her move.

"Hey, down there! Did you manage to get yourself lost?!" Em called down, the Braixen turned, instinctively placing a hand on his stick, still holstered in his tail. Em dropped down from the tree with a summersault, shooting feet first toward the ground. She quickly engaged in her landing plan, extending both of her legs down, feet slanted outwards and...

Crrrack!

Her landing seemed perfect on her left leg, although her right ankle twisted as she attempted a split on touching the ground, shooting a bolt of pain through her body.

"Ack! Oh no!" Em exclaimed, tightly clamping her hands onto her right ankle, intensely exhaling through her clamped teeth. Her crimson eyes met with the grey eyes of the other Braixen. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine, OW!" Em's words washed over the Braixen, who dropped his tense, battle-ready posture into an alert, yet docile one.

"I guess, but that's just the life of an explorer!" The male Braixen returned, managing to retain his adventurous persona. "How about you, miss...?"

"Just call me Em!" Em quickly rose with a massive beam and a thumbs up, beads of sweat slowly descending down her face, trying desperately to hide any emotions of pain within her. "And just who might you be, follow Braixen?"

"I'm Connor!" He eagerly responded, as his sudden angel descended from the treetops trained her focus on their conversation. "It's nice to meet another friendly face out here! It's not everyday you encounter someone of the same species!"

"Likewise." Em sharply commented, letting out a pained grunt after speaking. "Sorry if I scared you earlier. Really, I'm not much of a threat at the moment."

"A-at the moment?" Connor shot back, instinctively stepping back, although Em made no attempt to close the distance, actually she didn't intend on moving at all, especially with a twisted ankle in the equation. "I think I'm going to keep a bit of distance between us until I can trust you a lil more, Em. This isn't the first time I've been in this situation with another Braixen!"

"It doesn't usually go well, does it?" Em spoke analytically, almost like Connor's mind itself was being read by this enigmatic Braixen. "I could see it in your body language, you're pretty transparent, Connor!"

"Wow! You noticed that?! What else can you do?" Connor excitedly beamed, his body excitedly prancing on the spot, he was just the kind who could haul you around the deserts of Caddia and still be brimming with energy, or he just managed to project such emotions, which would admittedly, be more commendable.

"I think you've had enough of my readings, Connor!" Em wagged her finger, grinning. "Although I believe what you'll say next is something along the lines of: 'Please? I can share some of these berries I've collected! They're Starf berries, my favorite! Nya~' Right?" The Braixen adjusted her voice, sounding exactly like Connor as she was speaking his next words, quickly swapping back to her usual voice once completed.

"Please? I can share some of these berries I've collected! They're Starf berries, my favorite! Nya~" Connor copied Em's imitation word for word, breaks between words, and pauses between sentences all matched. Even Connor's catchphrase was performed the exact way Em did. He paused for a second in sheer amazement of Em's precognition, he perked up a few seconds later, contently smiling. "Whoa, that's amazing!"

"You mentioned Starf berries? As far as I can recall, those aren't native to Shinovo." Em noted, preparing her next question to fire onto Connor. "You're not from Shinovo, and you don't appear to be an Uulan native, right Connor?"

"Correct again!" The Braixen confirmed with a nod. "I'm from Sinnoh! Although for as long as I can recall, Heart Isle has been my home." Connor picked up on the confused look displayed by Em, the other Braixen hadn't quite figured out what he was doing here in the first place anyway.

"Sinnoh? That's a long way away..." Em thought aloud, analyzing Connor once more. "Connor this might sound quite abrupt but why did you come here, to Shinovo in particular?"

"I heard from someone visiting HQ about a really bizarre civilization of Pokémon living out on these islands!" Connor explained, fired upon Em's intrigue. "As the leader of Team Firecoil, I decided to see for myself and report back to everyone at home!"

"Is that one of those expedition groups I've read about in books?" Em quizzed, Connor returned an affirming nod as Em slowly closed distance between the two, her pained leg not helping in subtlety. "So, you're an explorer, then?"

"Yep!" Connor eagerly affirmed, swiftly following with a question, "Are you also an explorer, Em?"

Em tilted her head, and grumbled for a few seconds, trying to find an appropriate answer. "Well, I used to be before I settled down with my partner... Why?"

Connor sighed, a relieved smile curled on his face, almost thankful the other Braixen showed up. "That means you'd know the quickest way to get out of here, right?" He queried, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "The Pokémon here have proven a big challenge for me..."

"Wha? You can't be serious!" Em almost retreated back to her initial distance in surprise. "Most of the Pokémon in here are some variant of grass type to my knowledge, how do you struggle against that?"

"Em, I'm fairly up to snuff with my fire-type attacks..." Connor sighed absently, once again it felt like another fire-type was silently mocking him for doing his best, yet still not being as naturally talented as other fire types... "But every time I try to flex my abilities I always get one-upped!"

"That has nothing to do with you not being able to effectively dispatch grass types though!" Em tapped a finger against her lap, trying to sound as kind as possible. "I think that's just a 'you' thing, Connor."

"Yeah, it probably would be!" Connor concurred, much to Em's surprise. Not too overboard on the cheeky comments, fortunately. "You know, Em. I know we've just met and all, but you seem like the girl who might buy something like this."

"What, are you saying I'm gullible?" Em pouted, slightly offended, no, outright offended at such an insinuation. "I'm sure I've already proven to you that I'm anything but!"

"I meant that you can probably understand what I'm saying. Actually, realize what I'm saying is true?" Connor seriously responded. For being such an energetic and playful Braixen, Connor could put on some seriousness if he had to, when it came to manipulating the emotions of conversation, it felt like all of the energy had quickly burned into nothingness. Em nodded as if silently apologizing and adjusting her attitude with the shifting emotions of the interaction. "Listen, I wasn't born a Fennekin. I was actually a Snivy..."

"And you were somehow able to change forms?" Em theorized, the glisten in Connor's eyes confirmed she was fairly close in that guess, if not on the money. Connor's following silence egged her on to continue her guess. "Then one day, something happened, and you were stuck in your Braixen form?"

"How did you guess that?!" Connor stammered, taken back by Em's accuracy. He could already sense that Em had some form of psychic ability like his mind was being read, could Em really do that? Or was it just a subconscious action taken out by her reading his body language and eyes? "I'm pretty good at my psychic moves, but Em, it's like you're on a whole other level!"

"Not really." Em downplayed the compliment, shrugging. "As I've said before, it's in the body, that's how I can read something. The raw berries in your bag also prove that you're not the best at controlling fire. Otherwise, you would've roasted them, right?"

"Right!" Connor looked down into his back, one of the aforementioned Starf berries, prodded the bag open, sitting above the rest of Connor's adventuring gear and necessities. Connor decided to take a gamble with Em, "Do you think you could teach me how to do that at some point Em?"

Em smirked. "I'd love to, Connor!" Being a loquacious duo, it could seem that Em and Connor could bounce back sentences like an extended tennis rally, although sooner or later someone had to let the ball bounce twice. "But..."

GUUUUUUUIURRRRNNNN

"...My stomach is getting a little rowdy."

The ravenous growl from Em's innards brought something forth in Connor. Something new to the vixen but innate to himself. There was a gigantic Braixen-sized hole in Em's belly and by Arceus, he'd be the one to fill it. Just the idea of it rushed throughout his body, his blush deepened with each failed attempt from Em to stifle her bodily cries for sustenance.

"Sorry about that, she has a short temper if you couldn't tell..." Her voice carried an almost voluptuous tone as if her stomach was starting to talk, luring Connor into its acidic pits. "Are you blushing, Connor?"

"Y-yeah..." Connor absently responded, his eyes focused on Em's belly, it had a slight amount of pudge, although it managed to find its way into enhancing other areas of Em's body instead, leaving little to drag her belly down. A predator indeed, and it looked like she needed some pampering!

"You know, Em." Connor continued maintaining his pleading eyes on Em's belly, "You should make sure you're prepared for hunger in the future, you can't explore on an empty belly!"

"You know how I like to prepare, Connor?" Em shifted forward, her voice beckoning, in a way, yet also appealing to that special side... "I like to make sure I explore areas where there's a looooot of Pokémon to eat~"

"You aren't insinuating...?" Connor choked on his own words, trying to hide his face, the blushing becoming radiantly branded on his face. "No, Em, I can't..."

"Why not?" Em frowned, taking the chance to slowly close the gap between her and Connor. That gleam in her eyes just reinforced her excitement, her control, her hunger. "Too afraid of me hunting you down again because you'll improve so much of me?"

"Mppph!" Connor tried to hide a squeak, his pupils rolling to the corner of his eyes, watching the small orange parts of Em that he could see, approaching.

"Come on, Connor... You'll give in to your desires eventually..." Em cooed into his mouth and ears. "The only difficulty I like to face is feeling you squirming in my stomach."

"F-fine!" Connor shouted, ricocheting off the wooden columns and into Em's ears.

"That's what I was looking for!" Em applauded the answer with a smirk. "For your cooperation, I'll give you a choice: Mouth or ass?"

"Could I request that I go through the rear? It's been a while since it last happened to me." Connor requested, slowly lowering his body, onto his knees, just below Em's crotch, the perfect position for the vixen to slam down and send him shooting up through her intestines and into her stomach.

"That's a girls-only area, Connor!" Em teasingly retorted, waggling her finger in the air, hunger had transformed Em into a completely different person, the nice, social and cheeky Em transformed into a teasing and ravenous girl, only focusing on securing her meal while playing with her food. "But for you..." Em twirled her body around, her black padded rump eclipsing the light around Connor's head.

"I'll make an exception!"

Thooooooompf!

Connor's head suddenly found itself pressed into Em's buttcheeks, his snout already gripped by her hole, its sheer force pulling his entire body towards it, her cushiony buttocks secured the entirety of his head, slamming together keeping it restrained. An extremely toasty heat radiated from each cheek. Connor relaxed, it felt loving, assuring, almost like her ass was telling him: 'In a few hours, you'll be swaying within me~' it brought him more and more ecstasy that Em's ass was saying these things, he wrapped his free arms around Em's crotch and nuzzled her hole to the best of his ability, loosening the tight grip her hole had, widening and allowing more of him to enter. Em wiggled her rump, applying firm pressure and slowly incorporating Connor's head inside of her.

"And now for the fun part!" Em announced, thrusting her body forward, planting herself face-first into the grass, Connor's entire body fell with her, still secure in her ass, protruding upwards for a brief meter, his lower torso slumped onto the ground. Em unsheathed her wand from her tail, a burning red blaze ignited on one end, as she focused her energy into the wand, her psychic power channeling through the wand, quickly exchanging the red flame for a mystical blue. She titled the tip towards Connor, circling it in the air a few times, the burning tip leaving a contrail that hung in the air for a few seconds, which proceeded to vapourize in the forest air.

Connor felt a sudden force grab his body, the psychic constraint forcing his lower body into the air, straightening him out. His mind was discombobulated and fuzzy, but uncaring of whatever the vixen had lined up next. Then, the force began to pull him inside, Em's hole instinctively widened with the submergence of Connor's chest, its softening grasp in tandem with the force of psychic energy and a teensy helping of gravity, Connor's body began a faster decline deeper inside of Em, the feeling fresh and somewhat pleasurable to the predator while the prey began his journey on the inside, contentment rushed over his body as the familiar feeling of the digestive system worked around him, and with a sated sllllrch, the tips of Connor's toes were safely deposited into Em's behind, who hastily flipped onto her back, prepared for the inevitable swelling in her belly region.

Connor's naturally smaller body hadn't a massive impact on Em's belly. Sure, he was in there but didn't take up as much room as prey from the past, it was a pretty cute bump, matching the Pokémon inside. Without too much effort, Em rose to her feet, Connor's body dragged her belly down slightly, swaying left and right rhythmically as she walked towards the tree she descended from, happily plopping herself next to it and reclining against the column of wood.

"You know Connor, I think you're an expert at being prey." Em cooed, a hand placed a hand on an extruding lump on her belly, giving slight rubs. "I barely had to put the effort in, you just found yourself in there!"

"I'll have you know I'm an expert predator too!" Connor rebutted from inside, arms folded. "I could've easily taken you if I wanted."

"Sure, Mr 'I can't use fire-type attacks.'" Em taunted, feeling a renewed warmth from within her. "I'm pretty sure you enjoy that feeling of powerlessness anyway."

"Wha?" Connor exclaimed, wriggling with energy, Braixen paws extruded from the sides of the belly bubble. Em could feel the heat from his head insulating on her hand "Well..."

"You know Connor, I prefer to taunt my prey before they go in..." Em stated, rolling her eyes up towards the green leaves stretching from the tree branches swaying in the afternoon breeze. "But I've taken a liking to you, and I don't want you to leave me that easily."

"What are you talking about, Em?" Connor queried, trying to keep up with the random topics Em spurted as she sat, waiting for Connor to 'go down.' "That you want me to stay on you?"

"I'd prefer it if you stayed 'in' for a while first!" Em shot back, poking the mound with her stick. "You'll be on my thighs soon though, no doubts about that. I just don't want you to you know... die?"

"Oooooooh." Connor sighed, looking into the bag he had secured on his lap. "Reviver seeds..."

"I have one!" Em announced, holding a small yellow seed in her hand. Small red text displayed a random collection of numbers and letters. "Let me send it down."

Ulllllllp!

Em popped the seed into her mouth followed by a quick gulp, barreling the seed down her esophagus, depositing it inside her belly and onto Connor's lap. Who followed Em's lead, instinctively placing it into his mouth and swallowing.

"Thanks!" Connor spoke with relief, placing a fist on his chest. "I thought I had some prepared..."

"No problem, I don't usually need em..." Em responded, adding that little brag as a further dig towards Connor's supposed prowess.

Em reclined once more, a firm hand on her belly mass, making sure to feel every precise squirm expressed by Connor. They sat still for a few minutes, almost feeling united as a bizarre friendship formed between them.

Suddenly, a bubble of air filled up within her esophagus, quickly traveling up into her throat, and bursting from her mouth!

uuuurrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaapppppp!

The gust lingered in the air for mere moments before completely fading, but its message was safely delivered.

"You're going already?" Em asked the mound, frowning. "But we just got to know each other!"

More gyrations inside her chamber from Connor thrust forth another gust of air, her prey seemingly making himself at home inside the Braixen's stomach.

Blurrrrrrrrrrrrp!

"Yeah, it's so comfy in here..." Connor exhaled, he slid further down into Em's cold run, a huge smile spread on his face. "I'm just going to go a little deeper. See you around, Em."

Connor's further descent into her pits sends more acidic air shooting up through her throat and erupting inside her mouth.

OOOOOOOOORUUUUUUUPPP

Em rattled her lungs with a few punches, clearing out the rest of any remaining gas inside of her.

Uurrrrp...

"Phew." Em sighed, breathing in rhythm with the squelching and hungry moans of her stomach. "Do all Braixens make you this gassy when you eat them?"

"You know, Connor." Em reaffixed her attention onto the mound extruding her stomach.

"For being a professional prey you don't last too long!" Em chided the pudge, knowing that soon, the chime of another Braixen was going to be distributed evenly throughout her body. "Guess it gives me some quiet time, enjoy the moment and all, though that's not Ember Python Berulia's style!"

"Oh!" Em perked up, picking up where she left off moments ago. "When you get back to Sinnoh and your Firecoil group, let them know who sent ya!"

Em watched as her belly constricted and broke down Connor, fully embracing himself in digestion. With only twenty more minutes of aggressive digestion did Connor assimilate into her belly fat. Em kneaded the pudge, watching it knockback and ripple in time with her movements.

"I'm not too sure how much you'll put on... I guess we'll just see in the morning?" Em questioned the hill of pudge on her belly, stroking the area Connor's head once sat.

gllllnk! gwwwwwwrg!

Em nodded to the response, allowing her eyes to sluggishly close and her body to enter the stage of some well-deserved rest.

...

The chill of night forced Em's body into action, a few hours of napping seemingly went too far, and the darkness in the forest was only shattered by glimpses of moonlight peering through the tree line.

Immediately upon peering down, her belly slimmed down significantly, and only a fine layer of pudge lined her belly. Her breasts were barely touched, another fine layer of padding slightly expanded the two average cups. The main item of Em's body that Connor enhanced was her thighs, the gap completely closed with big meaty flaps that could crush a head with enough force, yet also be comfy and cushy enough to sleep on. Em's rear also received some improvement, already pudgy, the Braixen slurry added a few extra pounds onto the already ginormous cheeks, springing up and down as moved to inspect it further, the sensation of feeling it improved, like a quilted pillow, the most luxurious place to rest one's head, pressing her hand into it altered the shape, pulling inwards with Em's handprint while nearby mass wrapped around her wrist, sending a calm warmth through her arm.

Suddenly, something began climbing up her stomach, a large, bizarre feeling object, quickly stealing her breath as she gagged, feeling it rise higher and higher!

Blllllaaaaakk!

The belch hastily transformed into a final choke as Connor's bag ejected from Em's mouth, landing on the ground before her soaked in saliva with small stains of stomach acid marking the canvas. After pausing to regain her breath, she lurched down to retrieve it.

"Should've thought that you'd cause some trouble!" Em scolded the bag, promptly popping it open. "Let's see what you've left for me, Connor..."

The first item Em noted was the Starf berries that Connor mentioned, not native to Shinovo, Em decided not to indulge herself for the time being, brushing them aside and looking deeper inside. Mostly travel supplies, not much in memoirs or money, apart from a smaller pouch stuffed between the maps of the local area, and a note. Em curiously removed the note, reading the extraordinarily neat handwriting on the crumpled paper.

'Calling any expedition groups willing to go far from Sinnoh for an adventure! I've recently discovered an archipelago filled with unique Pokémon and environments! I'm paying your team to go into these islands, document as much as you can, locate settlements and landmarks of interest, basic history, and the society of Pokémon that live on the island.

Rewards: Given upon delivery of information. 1000? per tidbit of useful information, 50 Apples, a collection of TMs, orbs, and seeds, and 50 Elixir.

All travel costs covered!'

No name was written on the note.

"I'm not sure what half of that stuff is, though TMs? With Orbs and Seeds? Whoever this is really wanted to know about Uulan." Em judged, exchanging the note for the pouch. "Maybe I could find my way to Sinnoh..."

Em untied the pouch, revealing a large quantity of small golden coins inside, on the middle of both sides a ? embroidered into the gold.

"So this is the currency they use?" Em questioned, fascinated. "It seems pretty primitive, no notes or worth printed onto them, so it's 1? per coin?"

Em stared up into the moon, lifting the coin into its shine. "I wonder what the conversion rate on you is..."

"You come from a pretty interesting place, Connor." Em looked back onto the pudge padding her rear. "I'll need to look into visiting myself..."

Em began to move her feet forward only to feel a jolt of pain coming from her twisted ankle, pulling into an awkward direction.

"OW!" She yelped, collapsing onto her back. "I forgot about my twisted ankle!"