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"Tent? Check. Reviver seeds? Check. Petrify orbs... double check. Emergency provisions... fourteen huge apples with four cleanse orbs. All check. How's it going on your end, Luke?" Mason called out, happy with his progress on a stock check.

"The weather is all green. If we leave now, the exploration might even be too easy," a Lucario replied, stood at the far edge of the balcony. He was letting the wind flow against his excess fur, assuming a cool pose. The sun was hidden by clouds right now, but when it peaked through, it shone beautifully. Weather like this was rare around Orre Academy, so it brought a smile to his face.

"Hup. There's good then. I think we're about ready to go," Mason said, sealing up the case and hoisting it onto his back. The case he had to carry all of this in was obscenely large, but as a Machoke, he prided himself in being able to carry things like this with so much ease that he could still fight during an exploration. He casually wore shorts instead of the usual Machoke briefs, and pulled them up to tighten his belt with one hand. "Yep. Let's hit the road!"

"You're excited," Luke said, making sure his black tank top wasn't out of place. It had a hole for the spike on his chest, which it fitted perfectly.

"Of course I am! We're gonna be the first to safely make it through the Nameless Coastline, and as a result, we're gonna name it. Not many exploration teams get the honour of naming a dungeon," Mason said, patting his chest.

"Despite the weather being in our favour, we need to be prepared for anything. The wind is strong enough to bury traps in the sand from view."

"Didn't you do research on the feral Pokémon there? They're mostly weak to fighting, or they'll be water dwellers that come up from the sea. That's why Alice is coming along, right?"

"Mason, you should know as well as anyone that being at a type advantage does not equal an instant win. You have to be smart and actually make use of that advantage to win," Luke said, walking over. "Besides, Alice... she's not our fallback."

"Right right, Nuzzle, Attract, Thunder Wave, then we hightail it when it comes to a foe we can't beat, right? I still don't recommend her not knowing any attack moves, but..."

"... Sorry about that. I just don't want to be overconfident. There's a reason this place is still nameless, after all. Despite things looking in our favour, we just can't be too careful," Luke said.

"It's alright man, I understand. We have to make sure Alice doesn't get ahead of herself and does anything reckless. Speaking of, where is that little rascal, anyway?"

Luke was about to answer him, realising that he had no idea himself. Said Pikachu was the youngest member of their team, so her running around the academy and disappearing on them was nothing unusual. The two fighting types scanned their fancy dormitory, which had a balcony, but found no hint of her recent presence.

"I hoped she'd take this more seriously... alright, let's go find her," Luke said with a sigh, stepping out. A girlish giggle made him stop moving after he opened the door. The moment he did, the giggling stopped, too.

"Uh, I'm not the only one who heard that, am I?" Mason said, raising an eyebrow. The girl giggled again, making him jump. "Whoa, wait a minute. Since when did we have ghosts in here?"

"We don't have ghosts in--"

"Luke, take care of it for me! You're the only one who can hit 'em!" the Machoke cried, hiding behind his partner. Luke sighed and palmed his face.

"Alice, I know it's you. Stop hiding already," he groaned. The giggling turned into stifled laughter, to which he put his palms on his hips.

"You'll have to guess where I'm hiding, first," the girl sung.

"Oh thank stars, it really is Alice. What're you up to you little tyrant? Quit playing around, we're ready to go," Mason said, copying Luke's pose.

"Sorry, those're the rules," Alice said, laughing.

"Better to just get this over with. Think you can see her with your aura?" Mason said.

He could do that, but the proposed idea made him sigh again. A part of him always thought that it was wasteful using his aura powers for mundane tasks such as looking for a little girl playing hide and seek. With a stretch and a grumble under his breath, he activated those powers and scanned the room again. It made his vision blurry and colourless, but living beings that had aura would show up as coloured flames to him. He could even see through walls with it.

"Nothing outside, nothing under the bed... where- the air vent?" Luke said, flinching away when he spotted her aura. He cut his powers and hopped up to the grated vent, pulling the vent open. Out tumbled the Pikachu and a large puff of dust, making the fighting types cough and fan the air. Meanwhile, Alice was having a laughing fit.

"Alice! Why did you hide in the air vent of all places?" Luke shouted, jaw-dropped at her. She laughed even more at his reaction.

"I thought it was a good hiding place. But you still found me. You guys are good," she said, wiping her eyes. She fixed her pokéball shirt and pulled it down to her waist, which was a little chubbier than normal Pikachu. Alice acted younger than she was, but it was mostly thanks to the comment she mostly got about her appearance - her body seemed to age slowly, so her face still had the roundness of a Pichu's.

"Look at you, you're covered in dirt! There's no way we can set off like this- why do you still have that drink?" he raised his voice.

She looked at the large plastic straw cup in her paws and then at him. "They were doing Apicot juice on special today. I love this stuff, it's so sour! I had to get loads."

"Oh let me guess, that's your third one today already," Mason said, snickering.

"Hmm... maybe," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Sixth," he corrected.

"Warm."

"Eighth."

"Getting colder."

"Fourth?"

"Warm again."

"Fifth!"

"Bingo!" she cheered. "Though, eight sounds like a record I should try for."

"Hold it there, Alice. We need you on top form for this exploration. I don't recommend having all that juice in your system," Luke said, pulling her to her feet. Her tail wagged and she smiled, oblivious to his tone. "Go get washed and try to make it quick."

"What's wrong with me now? I've already had a shower today," she whined.

"Well you covered yourself in dust again--" he began, cut off by her shaking herself off. "Alice, please!"

"There see, good and squeaky clean," she said, paws on hips.

"You've had five drinks. Have you gone to the bathroom yet?"

"Err, Nope."

"Even more reason to go. As soon as you're done, we can set off."

"But I don't wanna go, I've already been to wash!"

"Alice, it takes five minutes."

"I said I don't wanna--"

"Alice," Luke raised his voice. She puffed out her cheeks and stomped off, grumbling something to herself.

Their dormitory was a special one. It was big enough to have an outside balcony because it housed the three Pokémon, but as a result, they shared a washroom in a separate place that was a little walk away. Rich, fancy facilities like these were reserved for only the most prestigious and successful teams, allowing them to keep on top of their game.

Luke sighed and sat down, running a thought trail that had become routine to him. He didn't want to feel that Alice slowed them down, but no matter how nice he tried to be about that, there was no doubt she did.

She was always running off on her own and only ever seemed to care about playing games. She was the one who usually triggered traps or monster houses, despite being the one they relied on to help them escape those kinds of bad situations. She ate a more than her stature suggested and often lost or misplaced important items, slowing down their departures as she was doing now.

She was a friend, but at times, he felt like a parent instead. Still, he was about to throw all of that aside and explore a dungeon so dangerous that no team had ever conquered it, almost as if bringing such an immature woman to that place was a smart thing to do.

"I need to have a talk with her," he said aloud, facing the door.

"Hmm?" Mason said, watching him. "Alice?"

"Yes. We can't have her behaving like this anymore. We're heading towards the master rank as a team. We need to start cooperating fully, or we're going to really get ourselves in trouble," he said staring at the busy hallway outside. "We can be better than all these teams. I know we can. But as of now, Alice is just... she's slowing us down. She can be an invaluable asset, though."

"Well she's a person, you know? The way you're talking now, it's as if she's not a member, but a tool," Mason said, frowning.

"Come now, Mason! I'm sure you feel it as well. You know I don't see her like that. But she has to learn that there's a time and a place to muck around. And right before a monumental exploration like this isn't the time."

"I think you need to loosen up a bit," Mason said. Luke gave him a look. "Listen. I know what you mean about her not being serious like, ever. But she likes her fun, and she wants to keep it that way, you know? It's her curiosity and imaginative ideas that's lead us to some treasure and stuff in the past, remember? We wouldn't have found that stuff if not for her."

"Don't you think it's worth talking about, though?"

"Okay, I'll come with you. But if you're too harsh, I'm stepping in," Mason said, folding his arms.

"I appreciate the support," Luke said with a sigh, leading the way.

Their washroom was only a few doors down, and on the outside, it looked no different than the entrance to another dormitory. But through that entrance was a corridor that led into a spacious bathroom, with bathtubs of three different sizes, sinks at different heights, and a toilet with a variety of apparatus for different species to use. Each bathtub had showers and shower curtains, while shelves stocked an array of nice smelling soaps and other cleansing tools. The walls were decorated with arty patterns and icons.

"Alice?" Luke called out. "What? She's not here."

"Didn't you tell her to--" Mason said, cutting himself off. Something was making him uncomfortable all of a sudden. A presence. He could feel it making his skin crawl.

Luke let out a quiet but sharp breath, tensing up as well. They had walked in here, and now they were being watched by someone. He couldn't tell who it was or where they were hiding, but he knew they were there. Alice not being here didn't bode well, either. The instant this spy made a move, he would know.

And they did. He felt the presence of something sneaking behind him for less than a few microseconds, but he reacted, spinning around with a kick aimed high up. A blur avoided it by ducking below, so a free paw thrust down at it, once again missing the target. His Force Palm impacted the door instead.

"Waitwaitwait hold it it's me!" Alice squealed, shaking her whole body.

"Alice!" Luke and Mason cried at the top of their voices. The former let out a breath and got out of his battle pose.

"Gosh, what the heck's up with you guys? You tryin' to kill me?" she squeaked.

"Are_you_ trying to kill us? Why did you hide like that?" he gasped. "How did you hide that well anyway? Where were you?"

"I hid 'cos a couple of naughty guys thought it'd be okay to sneak up on me in the shower," she said, half-lidded and waggling a finger.

"Your shirt's still on and everything's dry. You haven't even touched the shower," Mason said, folding his arms. "In fact, you have another Apicot juice..."

She squeaked again, but sucked on the straw to finish off the drink in spite of their obvious anger. Luke almost slapped it out of her, but resisted.

"You snuck in here, didn't you? That's why we didn't see you right away. We told you to go wash, but you went to get another drink instead," he said, hanging his head.

"They're_so good_ though. I can't help it! Seriously, you guys've gotta try this stuff, it's so flavoursome. I seriously can't stop drinking this stuff!"

"Alice. We were supposed to have left on our expedition to the Nameless Coastline ages ago. Instead we're wasting time here with you. What's more important, juice or the expedition we planned for weeks?"

"Oh, shoot! Wait, that was today? I seriously didn't know," she gasped, leaning away. "I thought you just wanted me to do some boring training for that big thing."

"Even if it was training, why wouldn't you take it seriously?"

"'Cos it's boring."

"Alice!"

"Yeah yeah I know, I'm sorry! I seriously didn't know that's where we were going today... alright, I'll go get ready," she said, flinching up straight. Both paws dipped between her legs, and she started squirming. "Good timing, too. 'Cos I gotta tinkle."

"I- argh, alright. We'll continue this talk on the way," Luke said, palming his face.

"You gotta admit though, the way she snuck in here was something else. I couldn't sense her at all," Mason said.

Luke folded his arms. "It was impressive. It's representative of exactly why she's on the team."

That comment made Alice smile and blush. "It needs to be used for the right purposes, though. Sneak through enemy ranks, not away from us. I almost hurt you."

"U-um, guys? C-can I get some privacy, though?" she said, still blushing.

Luke huffed and made his way out, but bumped into the door leading out. The others seemed confused until he laid a paw on it, getting no response. He pushed and started putting effort into it, even growling, but it wouldn't budge.

"Whoa hold up, don't break it!" Mason said, pulling him away. "It's automatic, remember? Just push it a little and it opens all the way."

"I did. It's not moving," Luke said stepping away for a second. He tapped and pushed lightly again, still getting no response.

"Err, that's not funny, guys," Alice said, still squirming.

"I'm not playing. It's seriously broken," Luke said, giving Mason space. The Machoke tried similar tricks to no avail. The door was locked with them inside.

"It looks like the power isn't running through it properly. All the lights and stuff on it are off," Mason said. "Oh wait. You hit it with Force Palm, didn't you?"

Luke's eyes widened. "Don't pin the blame on me, I was trying to hit our 'mysterious attacker'."

"Geez Luke. So reckless. No need to hit the door," Alice said.

"I didn't do it on purpose!"

"Was it necessary, though?"

"I'm not going to answer that!"

"But er, what do we do, then? We're all locked in here, and I like, really gotta pee," Alice cried, dancing on her toes.

"Well if it's just Force Palm, then we won't have to wait long. It isn't proper paralysis or anything," Luke said, folding his arms.

"How long are we talking? I can't hold it forever!"

"Hmm? You don't have to. Look at this bathroom, we won't be in your way," he said.

"Whaaaat, you guys want me to tinkle in front of you? No way, you're old and smelly, ugh!" she cried. Both boys exchanged glances, eyebrows raised.

"You're got shower curtains. You've got all the privacy you'll need," Mason said. "And I take offense to being 'smelly'. I smell fine."

"But you'll hear me," Alice whined, unable to move her paws away from her crotch.

Luke's face went flat. "Seriously, Alice?"

"Yeah! Maybe you stinky old guys can go pee next to each and stuff, but for girls, it's waaaaay different. We gotta be alone," she said. She paced as she spoke, but stopped to jam her paws between her legs and moan.

"We're not going to peek or do anything gross, Alice. Just use this bathroom," Luke said.

"Na-uh."

The Lucario's face flattened again. "Well then, I guess you're just going to have to hold it in."

"After all that Apicot juice, you've only got yourself to blame," Mason said.

"Oh, right. Yeah... I guess. Just hold it in until the door starts working again, huh?" she said, leaning against the wall.

There was quiet for a little bit, and then she started twitching. Luke ignored it to check the door out again, finding it still inactive. It didn't even look like it was damaged, just turned off, and as a result, locked. If the situation were dire, he could easily Aura Sphere his way out for sure.

His attention was brought back by Alice's sudden whining. He wanted to keep ignoring her until she looked like she was having a spasm on the floor. She started rolling, curling up and crying out, even letting out little bolts of electricity. At one point she even started doing push ups, and then resorted to rolling around in a large circle around the two fighting types.

"Uh, are you okay?" Mason asked, seeing Luke's annoyed look.

"Can't... hold... gotta go!" she whined.

"I-I know but... don't you think you're overdoing it a bit?" he asked.

"I feel like I'm gonna explode!" she cried, managing to stop rolling. She was still twitching, and from their angle, her tummy hid her face from view.

"It can't be that bad. How much juice did you drink?"

"That was my seventh, ooohhh," she replied, squeezing herself.

"Oh wow, nearly hit the record."

"I know right! And I can handle way more."

"Hey, go for it! I got your back."

"Mason!" Luke snapped, making the Machoke flinch.

"D-don't scare me, I'll pee! Or I'll explode!" Alice cried, moaning again.

"Okay, first of all Alice, Pokémon do not explode when they have go," Luke said, folding his arms.

"Really?"

"Yes,really."

"Oh, thank goodness," Alive sighed, wiping her forehead. Just then, her belly began to jiggle and wobble, letting out a light sloshing sound. "For a moment there, I was worried I'd really be in trouble! But if I can't explode, then that means I can hold it, right?"

Luke was calm with a raised eyebrow at her belly, until he noticed that the sudden sloshy jiggling wasn't stopping. Her stomach was grumbling and churning, brewing everything she'd drunk earlier into pee right before his eyes. There was so much brewing inside her that her belly had started to swell with a perfectly round motion, growing on each side equally.

"Is that?" Mason muttered, pointing. With all eyes on Alice's tummy, concern swept them all as it wasn't stopping. The sloshing only got louder and the Pikachu only looked heavier, blushing as she tried to hide her growing gut behind her shirt. It was no use of course, her belly was already fat enough that it tightened the fit of her shirt, and wide enough that her paws could no longer reach each other. Her face filled with heat until it finally stopped, where she looked fatter than a Raichu.

"Uh-um, are sure I can't explode? I feel like I'm gonna!" Alice cried, stretching tall in an effort to hold herself. She couldn't, her paws could only squish her belly aside in attempt to reach between her legs. Every movement squashed her belly into round, waterlogged shapes as if she was a giant water balloon. It continued to gurgle and jiggle as well, causing her to shiver and moan.

"A-Alice, I think you better just go," Luke said, beginning to sweat.

"But you're still in the bathroom!" she whined.

"Well you have to try! I dunno how much bigger you can get, if that is... um, you know," he said, edging backward. She whined again, and her belly grew another few centimetres at a visible pace, making him lose his mind. "Okay, that is. Alice, you gotta go, NOW!"

"But I can't... you're still--"

"If you don't, you're gonna- you'll build up too much and drown us!"

"Wait, all of that's her you-know-what? I don't wanna drown in tinkle!" Mason gasped.

"That's so gross," Alice cried.

"That's why you've got to try. Just like, go opposite side of the room and try and go. We're not watching, I swear!" Luke said.

Alice looked side to side, and then nodded. "Okay. I'll try. No promises. But you're gonna have to turn around. And plug your ears."

"We're not going to watch. Trust us Alice," Luke sighed, palming his face.

Alice's belly began to gurgle loudly again, and she looked down at it worriedly as it expanded yet another few inches. She was tall and wide now, so hefty that her arms rested on her soggy sides. "Uh oh."

"Just listen to her!" Mason said, obeying.

"Okay okay, they're closed!" Luke cried, facing the wall and shutting his eyes. He slammed his paws on his ears as well, but he couldn't get Alice's look out of his head, now. That wasn't helped by the feeling of her belly shoving him from behind. It felt exactly how he expected it to feel, like a jiggly balloon overfilled with water. It pushed him until it squashed him next to the wall alongside Mason.

"Now make lots of loud noise. Then I know I can't hear you," she cried, scrunching up her face. The sensations of needing to go were getting worse for her. She never felt like the balloon she was turning into, just that every time her tummy gurgled, she could feel a discomforting pang deep down that she couldn't help moan at. Every time it came on, she'd scrunch up her face, lean forward and clutch herself as much as possible. Sure, with a belly as big as hers now, that meant her backside was oversized, too - but she didn't care. She needed to go so bad that if she didn't do this, she was sure to leak.

"Okay c'mon now Alice, that's over the top--"

"Hurry!" she cried on top of a moan. Her belly was grumbling and swelling even further, so much so that leaning forward made it squash against the floor.

"Argh okay okay. Ah, um, how do I make noise?" Luke asked. "Mason, run a stock check."

"Don't run a stock check! Then you have to open your eyes. Plus, you guys shouldn't be able to hear me," Alice said, going half-lidded.

"Just like, make gibberish!" Mason cried, doing just that. After a growl and a swallow of pride, Luke copied, the two of them yelling and shouting random noises.

"That's perfect. Stay like that," Alice said, making the move to run away. She stopped quickly as her bladder sloshed heavily, so much pressure hitting her that she had to freeze and clutch herself. She wasn't paralysed for long, but she regretted that, still.

Walking over to one side of the room, she gathered a bunch of towels and hung them over each side of her belly so that she could walk while holding herself. She threw the towels over the fighting types, covering their heads as much as she could. Her belly groaned and creaked a little the whole time, to which she let out a moan and a little bounce, making her weighty sides shake.

"Okay. Now it's just me..." she said, facing the Pikachu-sized toilet. "... And you."

She put on a brave, serious face and marched over, settling down. She barely fit as the front of her belly pushed against the back of the toilet, so she had to turn and sit back on it instead, embarrassed to see her sloshy weight sag in front of her. Even sitting down like this, she couldn't see her feet, so she blushed and looked up instead. It was just her, this toilet, and the nonsensical rambles of the two guys in the corner.

"Here we go," she said, shutting her eyes to try and drown it out. She could feel herself loosening up, and relief washing over. Or so she thought. "Any second now."

She wasn't going. She snuck a nervous glance at the duo and then shut her eyes again. "Any... second... now."

But she still wasn't going. A moment later, her belly began to rumble and gurgle at a lower tone than before, and she could feel the liquid within bulging her out. Her belly swelled up, getting heavier and flabbier by the second, her arms and head sinking into a soggy fat that was soft to the touch. "Any second now, oh please..."

Meanwhile, the two fighting types were still trying to make noise. With the towels covering them and their arms occupied, it was only a matter of time before Luke lost his patience and threw everything off, taking a large gasp. Mason wasn't far behind, sweating more than he expected.

"Gods, remind me never to use the provided towels. Smelt like a grubby old stack of hay in there," he said, holding his chest.

"You're tellin' me," Mason groaned, doing the same. He froze when he realised it was still dark around him. He was surrounded by shadow for some reason, but immediately had an idea why. He dared to turn around to confirm, where his arms fell limp. Luke was still rambling, so he punched him to get his attention.

Alice had grown huge. She was a literal balloon of a Pikachu now - a towering ball of liquid contained within a taut, yellow ball of jiggly fur. It was flat against the ground but rounded into an apple shape around her head, hiding her neck and almost her arms. Every attempt to move made little jiggles along her sides, all the while a tint of gold was peeking through the centre of her belly.

"Hasa- how did- what is--" Luke mouthed, eyes leaving their sockets.

"I couldn't go!" Alive cried, springing him back into focus.

"If this keeps up, then--" Mason said.

"Don't think about that, man! This is an emergency!" Luke said, grabbing the Machoke's sides. "Alice! How's it going?"

"I... can't... hold it..." she said, heavy grunts between words.

"Huh. Wait so is it you can't hold it or you can't go?"

"Not the time, Mason!" Luke cried, turning back to the door. It still looked like it was off and out. "You still wanna mess us about, huh? Well then, how about this?"

"Wait, Luke!" Mason gasped. The Lucario ignored him, cupping its paws together to spawn an Aura Sphere attack.

"No room for waiting. We've gotta get out or we're gonna drown!" he shouted, firing his attack. The blue sphere bounced right off the door however, nearly hitting him on the way back. He managed to shift aside to dodge it, but it bounced right into Alice instead. It sunk into her belly, to which she let out a distorted squeal.

"Alice!" the duo gasped. The Aura Sphere burst, leaving behind a moaning Pikachu with a few more ripples across her belly.

"I... can't... hold it... ma-make it stop already!"

"... I tried to tell you the doors can't be broken open like that. You probably broke it more," Mason said, going flat faced.

"Then you suggest something! We're about to go swimming if we can't get out!" Luke cried, glancing back at him. As they spoke, Alice was grumbling and growing larger, giving them less and less room by the second. The Machoke grew nervous himself, giving the door another shove. No good, it was still inoperable.

"Alice got us into this mess, so maybe Alice can get us out?" he said, folding his arms.

"Don't meditate are you seriously going to meditate this isn't the time to meditate!" Luke said, flailing his arms about. Mason seemed to ignore him, making him growl. "Mason!"

"The air vent. Bathrooms always have ventilation!" the Machoke said, pointing to the ceiling. He had to look for it, but surely enough, there was one. "There's our way out!"

"Oh! Like Alice earlier," Luke gasped.

"All her Aipom-ing around works out good in the end, huh?" Mason said, snickering.

"H-hurry!" Alice grunted, still growing.

"Yeah," Luke gasped, preparing another Aura Sphere. He fired quickly so that it was just strong enough to break open the vent, and then leapt up to it. Mason couldn't jump as freely and so had to be carried, but moments later, they were both in the vent. "You're all alone now, Alice! Let it rip!"

"O-okay!" she grunted, shivering tightly. The pace of her growth had actually increased without them realising, since as soon as Luke and Mason left, her gut had swollen to cover the air vent they'd gone through. Her belly squashed flat against the walls and floor, flattening all the other tools and sinking over the bath tubs and all else. The actual toilet couldn't even be seen beneath her, even though she was still sitting on it. "Here I go!"

And surely enough, now that she was truly alone, things went smoother. Her relief gushed out of her like a hose on full strength, and it washed through her at an even greater strength. She couldn't help but lean her head back loosely, tongue lolling while a long, drawn out groan of pleasure drooled from her. She shrunk down at the same pace she grew, which meant that her groans and that stream of pee would be going for a long while yet. She couldn't help herself from practically having an orgasm at it - all that weight finally freeing itself from her for longer than she could take.

"Oh yeah," Alice gurgled, having to catch her breath. Her face was blushing and her paws were rubbing her loosening stomach, adoring her return to ordinary size. She shivered at the warmth and wetness she could feel splashing against her behind, soon realising how strange that was. She blinked and shook her head, surprised to find that her pee had began to escape the toilet and flooded the floor below her. She kept peeing anyway, still shivering from pleasure. She went quiet, but she was more fascinated and blissful than bothered. She almost wanted to see how much she could flood the place, but it ended at a level that washed just over her feet.

Still, she sat in it without a care, letting out one final breath when she finished. She didn't mind the fact that she was sitting knee deep in her own urine at all. It was warm, and again, she was fascinated that she'd held this much inside of herself. Her body felt a little limp, satisfied with its release.

"Oops. Think I overdid it a bit?" she giggled, relaxing back. "Might take a few flushes to deal with this."