A Big Splash (Nessa Story) (Patreon)

A story to accompany the animation! Written by EmblemMan! -Thanks so much! :)

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“Another day, another meal. Mm, this is the life…”

The Water-type Gym Leader produced a smug grin as she eyed herself in the locker room mirror. This battle would be her first of the day, and Nessa was looking forward to an easy win. As the leader of Hulbury’s Pokémon Gym, she’d recently taken the initiative to add some… unique new rules to the Gym challenge, unbeknownst to the challengers. Passing her little water maze trial was easy enough, but most challengers would fail when they requested a battle from the sea-loving leader herself. Thanks to the condition that a losing contender would have to also lose to her gut, the past week had been much, much more enjoyable for her. The only thing more delightful than watching the hope fade from a Trainer’s face as the surprise rule was sprung on them was feeling them struggle helplessly inside her powerful belly as it did its job.

Nessa slowly rubbed a hand over her soft belly, laden with pudge after a week of extremely fatty, delicious meals. Her waistline had taken a toll, but it was just too satisfying to stop this anytime soon. She could tell she was going to keep the new rule in place this whole week. And then probably the one after that. And the one after that, assuming this “thinning the herd” policy continued to be the wonderful norm…

The Gym Leader finally strode out of the locker room, her skintight white top and colorful short shorts all ready to go for a day of battling and digesting. Bearing a small smile, she headed towards the Gym’s arena. Perhaps a challenger had already—

“Er, Miss Nessa? There’s a challenger waiting for you. Are you ready for her?”

The seasoned Trainer turned to the short-haired brunette, herself a Water-type Trainer training under Nessa’s Gym. She couldn’t help but feel her heart race in anticipation for the battle, as well as the inevitable outcome.

“Of course. Just tell her to give it her best shot,” Nessa replied sweetly, sauntering towards the vast open stadium. This undefeated streak had left her incredibly cocky, but what harm could it do? It wasn’t like anyone could beat her, after all. And this girl would be no different~

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“Drednaw, use Max Geyser!”

Nessa’s ace Pokémon, now in its gigantic Dynamax form, conjured a mass of pure water around its mouth. Without a second’s delay, the reptilian Pokémon launched a blast of pulsating, concentrated water at its opponent. The blast hit its mark with a bang, leaving large splashes of water flowing across the stadium.

“Ughh… I’m sorry, Carkol…”

The long-haired girl sighed in disappointment as her trusted ally began to shrink back to its normal size in defeat. It was her ace Pokémon, so she thought just maybe it could overpower its type disadvantage… but not today. She began to ponder her strategy for the rematch, wondering if catching a Grass or Electric-type would be more useful in her situation. Maybe she could wear her lucky shirt instead of this lousy blue Poké Ball T-shirt next time…

“Well, that was a fun match! I’m sorry it didn’t go so well for you.”

Nessa sidled over to her onetime rival and extended her hand, drool subconsciously pooling in her mouth. It really was a pathetic attempt, in all honesty. This amateur had thought she could win with two Pokémon, one of which was immensely weak to her specialty. Truly, a guiltless meal. She was just culling the herd of naive, stupid trainers who could barely remember their type matchups, after all.

“Uh, thank you for the m-match, Nessa!” the Trainer responded nervously, shaking the Leader’s hand with a nervous chuckle. Her straight black hair swished a bit as her head craned to examine the empty seats. “But I’m certain there’s always a full crowd at any other Gym. Why—“

Nessa gave a snicker. “Well, there’s been a slight adjustment in Gym regulations, as a matter of fact. See those cameras?” She pointed to two of the mounted devices in the Gym’s corners, as one woman stood impassively by each. “They’re broadcasting this for a match showcase later in the day! Normally, plenty of people would attend, but the next part of the show isn’t quite so… family-friendly.” The Gym Leader couldn’t help but giggle a little in anticipation as she gave a sly wink.

“Alright, camera crew, the battle’s over! Time to turn off the equipment!” Nessa shouted authoritatively. The two ladies gave each other a knowing look as they fiddled with their respective switches, and the cameras’ light quickly dimmed.

The Water-type Trainer gazed at her prey for a second, who still appeared wonderfully puzzled. “Huh? Why wouldn’t it be family-friendly? Uh… and why’s everything shutting off so suddenly? This is weird in so many—”

GRRmmmmBLLLLLE…

A ravenous gurgle emanated from Nessa’s exposed midriff, and the woman licked her lips suggestively. This girl may have been dumb, but she looked absolutely scrumptious. Soft, pale skin, beautiful raven hair, and an almost-cherubic, gentle face. Meals this mouthwatering were hard to come by.

“Oh, you’ll have to pardon me. I haven’t had my first meal of the day yet!” Nessa waved off her belly’s antics cheerfully, resting a gloved hand on the smaller girl’s shoulder with a warm smile. “Care to help me out?”

“Uh, I don’t get it,” the girl replied flatly. “I mean, I’ll be back later this week to challenge you. I had breakfast just before coming here, so…”

Nessa’s friendly smile morphed into a sinister leer as her hand’s grip tightened. “Oh, it wasn’t a request. You’re going to help me get full, whether you like it or not.”

The pathetic girl shuddered in fear as the veteran Trainer licked her lips longingly. “Y-you’re absolutely insane! I’m getting out of here! Nngh— no!”

Quick as lightning, Nessa’s other hand swooped under the girl’s hip to pin her firmly in place. She may have been a Water-type Leader, but her grip was rock-solid as she opened her jaws impossibly wide, giggling with excitement as she caught a glimpse of the novice Trainer’s shrieking face about to slide into her mouth. It wasn’t long before the awful screams were muted by the girl’s whole head slickly descending through Nessa’s esophagus, the predator’s ears relaxing in relief.

The Gym Leader closed her eyes as her tongue rolled over each part of this girl’s body. The long hair was an annoying impediment, but the girl’s skin tasted divine — a hint of blackberry, perhaps? The rich, fruity flavor stimulated her taste buds as she managed to yank the girl’s casual shirt off and access the treasures underneath. While her prey’s breasts weren’t large by any means, they were certainly perky, and the sensation of just a lace bra between Nessa’s mouth and her meal’s chest served as no barrier for the heavenly, pillowy texture that each mound served up to her awaiting tongue.

The girl’s arms helplessly batted against the walls of Nessa’s throat as her whole top half vanished into the depths of her devourer’s oral cavity. This created an aggravating tickling sensation that she struggled to ignore as the lower half of her breakfast rapidly approached, starting with a round, shorts-clad pair of globes. Nessa oohed a bit as she chewed ever so gently on the tight butt, her mouth bursting with delicious moons of booty flesh. Smooth, tender thighs then graced her palate as Nessa’s eyes widened with relish. This girl’s fat deposits had clearly been residing down below, and what a treat they were.

The fruity bite of the Trainer’s skin returned as Nessa’s tongue grazed tender leg meat, and before she knew it, her nosh was reduced to a pair of weakly-kicking feet waving just outside her mouth. The Leader grunted as she ripped off each sneaker and tossed each with all her might, the shoes thumping across the stadium floor.

GLLLRRK!

With a final gulp, the last of the human snack disappeared down her throat. The girl’s whole body had been compressed into a sardine-like form as she slid down Nessa’s esophagus, wincing as she landed headfirst in a hot, humid pit of horrifyingly painful acids. The Gym Leader gasped in both relief and ecstasy, feeling her prey twitch and squirm past her breasts as she slowly journeyed into the basin of the hungry woman’s groaning stomach, while Nessa’s throat and body expanded and contorted to accommodate its large meal.

BRAAAAAAUUUURPPPPP!

“Hah... what a wonderful feeling! I should— huff — commend you for being so delicious!” Nessa remarked joyfully between labored breaths. “Shame about your bra, though, hmm?”

The dark-skinned lady reached down to pick up a lacy white bra, now marred by drool and stomach juices. That burp alone had reduced her poor prey to being almost naked, which was just perfect for absorbing people quicker. Avoiding the pesky middleman of digesting clothing allowed for her wickedly harsh stomach acids to promptly get down to business.

Nessa contorted her face in mock disgust as she carelessly tossed the soaked bra onto the pile of her defeated challenger’s clothes. One of the Gym Trainers under her would probably pick all that up anyway, and maybe wash them for themselves. Heavens knew Heather could use a nicer bra…

Evidently, the camera ladies had seen themselves out, as Nessa could spy no people in the vicinity as she strolled over to the clear doors leading towards the front of the Gym. She wouldn’t have eaten them anyway… not this afternoon, at least. So maybe they had been wise to clear out, after all…

The only thing on Nessa’s mind as she continued heaving her squirming, gurgling belly towards the exit was to schlepp herself over to her favorite spot in Hulbury — the pier by the lighthouse, overlooking the harbor. It was her favorite spot in town, and thanks to a certain Gym agreement with the town, she had it all to herself on a battle day.

Nessa threw the Hulbury Gym’s doors open wide. Ahh, this feeling of fresh air on a sunny Hulbury afternoon was unlike any other. The gentle breeze caressed her exposed tummy, the sun glistening slightly across her round, shifting gut.

BWARRrrrrrrrppppp~

The predatory woman chuckled darkly as she threw her gloves aside and waddled in the direction of a bench by the lighthouse. Giving a deep sigh, she plopped her well-padded butt onto the wood, the whole structure creaking a bit under the weight of her massive belly.

“Gods, that was good…” Nessa muttered to herself as she gave her belly a contented pat.

Her whole stomach convulsed as the helpless girl inside stretched out a hand and leg, as if to protest her current situation. Nessa grinned from ear to ear as she licked her lips, enjoying the process of observing this girl’s pitiful struggles. Her belly was far too powerful for her delicate little prey, but this Trainer was clearly never the brightest, anyway. She was obviously much better as meal than as a waste of oxygen.

“Shame we have to cut our little bonding session short,” Nessa teased as the gut-swimmer inside pressed both hands right into the middle of her beach-ball belly. “But I’ve got a busy schedule and I need to… make room.”

Ulllllpppppp…

Nessa felt a satisfied smirk creep onto her face as her stomach kicked into high gear, cries echoing weakly from within her contracting stomach walls. More feeble kicks and punches stretched out her pliable paunch, doing nothing but heightening Nessa’s love for this gloriously powerful feeling.

“Mmf~ Such shameless struggles,” the euphoric bluenette murmured sensually. Just give in like a good piece of meat… and melt.”

The outline of her prey’s face against her gut began to shrink steadily as her insides kicked into overdrive, digesting her meal like a piranha cutting through meat. Pained shrieks emanated from Nessa’s bloated stomach as acids bit into the poor girl inside.

BWOOURP~

Nessa let out a rumbling belch, shamelessly opening her mouth wide to allow all the excess air to exit her system. Letting loose like this was such an exhilarating feeling, especially after such a sublime swallowing experience. All that flavor and goodness, now getting packed into just meat for her body to absorb greedily…

GLORP!

“And now for the best part…” Nessa whispered, giving her belly another satisfied pat.

Within seconds, the girl within was battered into nothing more than a nutritious soup, which in turn began to filter through Nessa’s intestines. Blob after blob of pure gut slurry churned through the Water-type expert’s efficient digestive system, the fatty stew siphoning through her tubes smoothly and rapidly.

Nessa moaned in sheer joy as she felt her body began to reap the oh-so-desirable consequences. She could feel the mounds of fat on her chest grow by the second, excess fat pooling to create a hefty rack that tore a cleavage-shaped hole into her tight white top. Her body quivered in rapture as she felt her already-round ass thicken up with fatty goodness, each bouncy cheek sinking deep into the bench and making her shorts look more like an oversized pair of panties.

“Your mind, your body, everything you once were…”

Urrrrrp…

“…reduced to bellyfat~” she finished delightedly, caressing her doughy potbelly as her cheeks flushed in excitement.

This girl was nothing more than more Nessa pudge now, her only purpose to boost her better’s curves and keep her full until the next meal. And judging by the result, this Trainer had done a wondrous job of that. The woman couldn’t possibly describe the level of post-digestion bliss she was feeling right now… it washed over her like a tsunami, but the only tsunami was one of pure chub…

Ullp… BWUARP!

Nessa’s eyes widened as she felt an object quickly travel up her throat, then land with a splat directly in front of her. A plain pink pair of panties lay at her feet, soaked with far more gastric juices than even the bra had had to contend with. She giggled gleefully, amused at the thought that everything about her prey was just more Nessa, now that all her underclothing had made its way out of her belly.

“Ooh… ‘scuse me,” Nessa chirped politely, sneering at the panties in contempt as she turned around. That trainer tasted marvelous, but her sense of fashion was terrible… not even a cute pair of classic black panties, or something pleasant like a sea blue.

Not bothering to pick them up, Nessa pulled a Poké Ball from her shorts pocket and began to spin it on her index finger. Looking cool and nonchalant in any situation was her specialty, even after that Gym challenger had left her body dealing with a rippling dome of belly mush.

Nessa put a hand on her hip, her whole butt jiggling from the movement as her thighs rubbed against each other lightly. This was going to take some getting used to, but it was so, so worth it. How could this result be considered anything less than perfect?

Her silvery watch suddenly stood out to her… there was a match coming up within the next hour. At least she had room for it now~

With a nonchalant lick of her lips and an affirmative belly pat, Nessa set off towards her beloved Gym, glancing at the day’s schedule with a satisfied smile.

“…Alright… who’s next?”