I just sat in the back of the den, nervously watching Pokemon come and go. Various species of Pokemon coming in to find a snack among the other patrons, grab a drink from the Leafeon behind the bar in what looked like a lab coat, or slide down the throats of other pokemon, leaving their preds with bulging squirming bellies. I saw the Leafeon bartender glance at the bellies of other Pokemon, but when asked if he would join in, he would politely decline, explaining that no one else was here to make the drinks.

And then there was me. The dapper espeon in the fancy hat huddled in the corner, too nervous to talk to anyone. I could only sit there and wait for the crowd to thin out so I could make my escape. Eventually, more Pokemon left than were coming in.

When almost everyone had left, I looked over at the bar one last time and I saw them. A shiny Umbreon with their head on the counter, what looked like hoop earrings on their ears and tail, as well as a bandana wrapped around their tail. The characteristic yellow rings were instead a dull blue. That was odd, normally they're bright and shiny. I assumed they were passed out from alcohol, so I walked over and leapt up on the seat next to them, giving them a gentle poke. Their head shot up, bloodshot eyes looked at me as tear stains run down his cheek fur to the red collar, with a dangling triforce symbol hanging from it, three triangles arranged into a larger triangle.

“o-oh.” he said to me, his voice clearly male, although it was cracking a bit. “s-sorry, I didn't hear you come up to me. Is it closing time yet?” he wiped his eyes with a paw, sniffling gently.

I stared at him confused for a bit. “uh … I don't even know when closing time is, or what time it is now.”

“ok” he said, looking at me. “s- sorry for bugging you.”

“hey.” I put my paw on his shoulder gently. “are … you ok? Is something the matter?c

“I-I’m sorry” he apologized again, though I had no idea what for. “i-it's just … my boyfriend and I broke up a while ago and … e-every time I think of him I can't help but ..”

“Hey …” I wrapped my paws around the little Umbreon and pulled him toward me in a hug, his face sinking slightly into my soft, fluffy fur. I could feel his tears getting my fur wet, but I didn't care. “It's ok … I'm sorry this happened, but you'll find someone.” That's when I noticed how chubby he was, with his round gut and soft rump and thighs.
“He must be one of the predators here” I thought to myself. “but he's so small…”
It was then that my own stomach let out a deep rumble, causing a blush on both out faces as I released him from my grip. “what's your name?” I asked curiously.

“E-Ebony.” he responded nervously. “y-yours?”

“I'm Psy.” I responded, holding out my paw. He looked confused for a second before putting his paw on mine.

After the semi awkward pawshake, he looked me over. My thin, lithe frame from all the mail running I’d done probably didn't look very appetizing to him. What he said next surprised me.

“c-could I stay in your stomach tonight?”

My eyes widened in shock. Could he? I didn't even know if I could fit him in. He was way bigger than the berries I practiced on. Yet without thinking I nodded. He looked so sad, and I wanted to help him in any way I could.

He instantly brightened up, and jumped into my chair, sitting expectantly in front of me. The Leafeon behind the counter turned to watch. Oh well. No turning back now. I parted my jaws lowering them to the slightly shorter Umbreon’s head and to my surprise, they stretched relatively easily, with only a light pain as they slid over the umbreon's head, which I immediately ignored as I got a taste of him. He tasted like the smoothest, richest chocolate I remembered tasting. Which wasn't saying much as the humans never let me have any, as they considered it poisonous. And when I did get some they gave me this “dark chocolate.” it tasted bitter and disgusting, I could have sworn it was mostly dirt. But Ebony tasted like the best batch of milky chocolate I stole from the humans with psychic multiplied by a factor of infinity. I was so busy admiring his taste he got impatient and rammed his head into my throat. I gagged reflexively before swallowing his head, feeling it swell out my throat, rubbing the bulge he made with a paw as his shoulders and chest came into my mouth, his purrs vibrating my ticklish throat, agonist making me gag again. I took another small swallow, his shoulders and part of his chest joining his head in my throat as my lower lip touched his belly. This was going to be tricky, not to mention he kept moving, twisting and writhing in my throat as his hind legs kicked outside. I reached forward, feeling my teeth softly press against his belly moving my jaws in a kind of walking pattern, gently chewing him inside as a soft, pleased moan echoed out from inside my belly and I blushed brightly. I didn't think he'd actually enjoy that, but his pudgy belly was so soft, I couldn't help but tease him a bit by pressing my teeth into his chubby rump as it got in range. Hard enough so he felt it, but not hard enough to pierce his skin. Judging by his reaction, he really liked that. His head and chest were pushed inside my stomach as he wiggled happily, swelling me out.

At this point, I was starting to run low on air in my lungs, so I tilted my head skyward, turning my throat into a straight slide into my gut. Ebony started moving more inside me his little twitches and kicks sliding him deeper as I slurped, glrked and gulped down his legs and tail easily down my throat, finally sending his hind paws down to join the rest of him, gasping and panting at the feeling of the Umbreon all curled up and tucked away inside me. I felt bloated, and heavy, my stomach feeling like I'd overextended it ten times past it's capacity. I felt something rising inside me, a deep rumble growing in my middle.

BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP
An absolutely raucous belch rocked the room, knocking the observing Leafeon off his stool, as the bandana that was once around Ebony's tail flew out of my mouth and landed with a wet splat on the bar. I felt my face flush deeply as everyone left in the den looked at me.

“S-sorry” I looked down at my swollen stomach, at least it felt better, and I could see and feel Ebony's paws pressing against my stomach from the inside.

“Hooo-boy, that was … impressive” the Leafeon got back onto his stool, his face red as a tamato berry. He slid me a seed across the counter. “don't forget this. Ebony usually has one on him, but It's better to be safe.”

I took the seed, swallowing it down. “thanks, um… what's your name?”
“Doctor Parsley Leaf at your service. Umm … would you mind if I rubbed your belly?”

“well … I guess that would be fine.” I told the doctor. He leapt over the bar, sitting in the space ebony occupied not to long ago, rubbing and kneading over it with his little paws. I had to admit, it felt amazing, even better than when the humans would rub my belly, probably because of the umbreon moving around inside me.

“Thanks for that, doc” I told the Leafeon as I stood to leave, eliciting another round of squirms from the trapped eeveelution, “but I think it's time I head home now.
“do come back soon, it was quite the show!”
I thanked the Leafeon and started the walk home, unfamiliar to the bouncing and swaying of my huge gut beneath me. Luckily, the house flame had rented out wasn't too far, and The streets were empty enough that I could avoid stares of other Pokemon for the most part, except for a Seismitoad looking at me intently, a stack of papers under his arm. I hastened my pace to avoid being seen with my swollen belly and get into the door.

“I-Is everything alright?” I heard ebony pipe up from inside me. He must have heard my increased breathing and heart rate.
“I'm fine.” I reassured him heading to my bedroom. I plopped down on my bed, my stomach making loud sloshing noises, which my occupant seemed to like. I closed my eyes and settled in for what had to be the best sleep of my life. I was going to like it here, I thought as my mind went to the world of dreams.

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After his failed attempt to meet the lovely Ninetales he saw at the den, psy finds himself someone else to enjoy the night with