WARNING: This story contains light farting.

Cover art to story: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46022757/

Becky had only one Pokémon, which she had at her side at all times - Charizard. Dressed in a red/white striped T-shirt with suspenders and a brown purse, the girl and her beloved dragon navigate through the winding passage of a dark cave. The two pass a sign which reads: DANGER: STEEP but her adventurous spirit allowed her the courage (or stupidity, however you look at it) to drive on. The path turns into a huge dark room with an echoing wet slosh way down below. "Let's do this buddy!" Says Becky, totally enthusiastic as she high-fives Charizard.

The rocky path was a steep rigid stairway which spiralled down into the huge bowl-shaped room. The girl wasn't worried though, as long as she had her buddy lighting the way. Shimmying along the wall, it was tight, but manageable. Charizard felt silly doing this, but he managed to follow his trainer... For a little while. Suddenly, the ground beneath him snaps and he hurdles straight down into the center of the dark abyss. "Don't worry dude, I'm coming!" Shouts Becky, her words echo along with the huge splash at the bottom.

Charizard finds himself on his back, glued to some stinky adhesive purple substance. His wings were sunk-in deep. He whimpers and tries to break free, but then GRRR... among his struggles, many eyes begin to open all around him. As it turns out, the dragon fell into a lake of Muks! Angered by his flailing, his body sank lower into a gentle churn of rippling waves. Moaning, Charizard keeps struggling, as does the mass of Muks. Only his head, tail, and belly stuck out from the ooze.

Gently, two hands emerge and spread the dragons mouth wide open. The Muks collectively acknowledge the fire-type as a good heat source, so they begin stuffing themselves down his throat one at a time. Charizard panicked as his belly gurgled, bloating at an alarming rate while his limbs quivered somewhere beneath the ooze. Full beyond belief, the taut strain of his flesh was now the most prominent sensation he could feel. The dragons body was effectively replacing the space where the Muks once were, within.

PA! Like the pop of a cork, his belly button bulged straight out with a little X across it. His left claw sticks out from the crowd, flailing uselessly in a pathetic attempt to fight back. All the Muks, including the ones in his belly, collectively laughed at him. Of course, Charizard was totally helpless, but they sincerely didn't care. The more he fought back, the faster they packed themselves down his throat - though, at this point, he was beyond stuffed. His whole center-body resembled a balloon, his scales even sounded like creaking stretched rubber.

"Duuude, you okay?!" Shouts Becky, only halfway down. The glow of Charizard's whipping tail is more clearly seen, but she still can't tell why he's moaning so much. ...PFFFFFT...! Suddenly, the dragon farts - echoing through the whole cave. The harsh flatulence shook the room and threw the girl off balance, sending her into a whirling fall. Dropping a decent height, Becky bounces on Charizard's tremendous girth and sloshes him. Looking around the dragon in awe, she puts an ear to his tummy as if he's pregnant. He might as well be.

"Uh oh, looks like somebody needs a diet!" Becky grins, pointing at his perpetually force-fed face. Digging into her purse, she triumphantly pulls out a yellow spray-can of Max Repel. There's still a heavy amount of Muks blowing up Charizard, and his trainer by-no-means wants him to burst, so she's ready to take action. "High freaking ya!" Shouts Becky, using the dragon like a trampoline to launch herself into the sea of filth like a ninja. Spraying the repellent into Charizards flaming tail, she uses the chemical as a flamethrower.

It would have worked well enough to just spray the stuff around the massive dragon, but instead Becky went above and beyond. The girl side-stepped around her morbid friend, scaring the remaining Muks off into some distant corners of the cave. As Charizard roars a mighty belch, he could only just lay there with his limbs spread out. Becky took a moment to examine this, how his chest was still perfectly normal and his abdomen looked stuffed with four of himself. "My poor dude." Sighs Becky.

Sitting behind the dragons head, she lays it in her lap and rubs his face. He looked up at her with big pained eyes, moaning endlessly with both claws pressed to his raw monsterous belly. The flesh of his abdomen had a red hue to it, pulsating in gentle churns as the many Muks within rock it. "Don't worry stinky," She assures. "I'll make you feel better." Resting his head on her purse, Becky circles Charizards body again and rubs ointment into all the major sore spots she could reach. Suddenly, the dragon spreads his legs and farts - the Muks have decided to exit their warm domain... THE END