Don't Spoil a Pet!
This was a story I originally wrote in individual parts for a 5-part picture series, the first image of which you can see here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9761549/ Both pictures and story star Charem the Charmeleon, Night the Typhlosion, Rolly the Riolu, and Chica the Chikorita. Charem is owned by me; the rest are owned by OttahDragun ( http://www.furaffinity.net/user/ottahdragun ).
The story features overfeeding/fattening, size growth, and quite the insatiable firelizard. It leads up to some rather-inevitable oral vore as well. ;D
Night the Typhlosion was an amiable and responsible sort of Pokemon. He had earned himself quite a nice home, and owned two adorable pets: Rolly the Riolu and Chica the Chikorita. All in all, he lived a good, peaceful life, and was happy to help his friends and neighbors when he could.
So when Guan the iguanko needed somebody to take care of his own pet while he was away for business, Night, happily volunteered. The pet in question was a pudgy Charmeleon, named Charem. The Typhlosion had visited Guan's home many times, and always enjoyed the cheerful fire-type's personality. Certainly it would be no trouble to house the cute little guy!
The iguanko was sure Night could keep his scaly pet contented as well. There was no trouble when Guan dropped off his Charmeleon to Night's house, and Night's own pets were friendly to the new Poke as well. Guan said his goodbyes to Charem, and quickly departed for his trip...but not before giving Night one piece of advice.
"Don't feed Charem...TOO much. He likes to beg for food constantly, but you should keep him on a normal feeding schedule."
The Typhlosion agreed casually. It was no trouble; pets always liked to beg for more food, after all. How would Charem be any different from his own, in that regard?
After Guan had left, Night noticed the little Charmeleon had snuck off to the kitchen, and was already focused on the concept of food, sniffing hungrily at a big bag of Kibblin' Cravings. The Typhlosion had just bought the bag of pet food for his new guest, and was more than happy to pour it into a bowl for Charem. The scaly pet wasted no time consuming the mushy, but apparently quite delicious chow even as it was poured, soon managing to eat from the bowl a bit faster than Night could fill it!
The smacks and glomps of the little Char made the Typhlosion chuckle, and keep on pouring and pouring, until the last bit of the previously-full bag had been emptied. "Well, you certainly can eat, little guy!" Night exclaimed as the Charmeleon quickly licked his bowl clean. "I'm sure you'll be full for a good while after THAT sort of meal, huh?"
But Charem wasn't quite listening. He had already turned around, now sniffing at another big bag that had been sitting next to the kibble bag. This one contained a great deal of Tauros jerky, a special treat that the Typhlosion had grabbed for when the Charmeleon was extra-good during the visit.
"Oh, how about we save that for later, little fella?" appealed Night, grabbing the jerky bag from the floor with the intent to shelve it away for the time being. But he soon looked down at the Charmeleon, whose eyes were big and pleading, and whose fiery tail waggled hopefully.
"Eh...well...I guess I can feed you SOME of this now..." relented the Typhlosion, moving to the living room with the bag in tow, and Charem following eagerly.
Night sat down on his coach with a sigh of relief. He had held that heavy bag of kibble for quite some time, so it was nice to take a load off. He opened the jerky bag next to him, the smell getting the attention of his other pets, as well as Charem.
"I'll feed you guys in a moment." the Typhlosion promised his pets, turning his attention to the Charmeleon that sat in front of him. Charem already sat on his haunches, his fatty body shaking back and forth by the momentum generated by his quickly-waggling tail, and his mouth yawned wide open in anticipation of the treats.
Night raised a slice of jerky above the fiery pet's head, which angled up to follow it. The meaty snack was gone as soon as the Typhlosion had let go of it, the Charmeleon crooning his head up to snap his jaws around the treat - apparently too greedy and impatient to even wait for it to fall down into his maw! Charem gulped it quickly, not even chewing the treat once, letting Night see the lump of meat quite clearly usher down the Charmeleon's throat.
Rolly and Chica were simply waiting patiently for their own treats to come, but Chica grew more and more concerned as her owner continued to feed the lizard. Night seemed obviously entertained by the Charmelon's voraciousness, if a bit bemused by the fact that the chubby pet was not yet full. The Chikorita had noticed something stranger than that, though. As the fire-type gorged, his body plumpened out...oddly. He seemed to be...getting bigger?
"Oops...huh." Night soon went as he peered into the completely barren jerky bag. "Sorry, Chica, Rolly. I'll fix you a treat from the fridge instead, okay? I'm feeling like making something for myself from there anyways."
Charem had already overturned the empty jerky bag by that point, sniffing into it to make sure every morsel of jerky was gone. Soon, the Charmeleon noticed that the Typhlosion and his pets were heading to the kitchen, and quickly trotted along behind them. Surely, he could get more food there!
The Charmeleon sat off to one side of the kitchen as Night got out some bacon from the refrigerator. The lizard observed the fridge was well-stocked, and began to hatch a plan.
"Well, strips of bacon aren't too different from strips of jerky, right?" reasoned Night to his pets as he got a pan heated on the stove, slipping a nearby apron over his body. He didn't have to worry about getting burned, being a fire-type, but cooking grease did no favors for his soft fur.
Rolly seemed more than eager about the meal his master was preparing, but Chica's focus was divided. She had her eye on the Charmeleon, who had followed them into the kitchen with an even hungrier look on his eyes than before. How was that lizard not full by now?
The cooking began in earnest, with half the pack of bacon being added to the large pan by the Typhlosion. It sizzled and made a greasy, tasty smell waft into the air as Night shuffled and flipped the bacon strips, licking his lips to the meal as it was soon nearly cooked. But...so focused was he on cooking that he did not notice Charem climbing up the side of the nearly counter, until the Charmeleon had settled down atop the space and suddenly invaded his snout over the stove.
"U-uh..." Night stammered out, taken aback a bit as the firelizard shoved the meat into his mouth with his paws, the burning-hot meat's temperatures hardly a concern for the fire-type pet as well. "You...are still hungry, Charem?"
Charem looked at the Typhlosion wantingly. "Rowr! Rowwwwwr!" exclaimed the Charmeleon, glancing between the fridge and Night.
"You want me to cook more food? Well...I...guess I did just restock recently... I guess I could cook up a number of things... Then I could save the leftovers, and not have to worry about cooking for a while. Yes, I suppose that would work..."
The Charmeleon panted happier at that, but watched intently as Night brought out a roast and placed it into the oven. Still, the Charmeleon stared over to the fridge, prompting the Typhlosion to return to it and bring out some hamburger meat. And chicken. And some more bacon...
After a good deal of time, ALL the burners of the stove were active, the kitchen quite hot indeed from all the myriad of active pans cooking away at various delicious meats...certainly enough to feed several people for a week! It was then, as Night juggled and flipped and tended to all these items of food, that he realized that the Charmeleon might have been eating a bit too much...
As each item finished cooking, the observant lizard learned over and chomped away at each pan's contents, even lapping up all the hot grease present in the containers. The fatty diet added quickly to Charem's previous weight, his belly soon smooshing out from under him.
And still...he grew.
The counter-top soon had trouble fitting all his girth onto it, forcing the Charmeleon to vacate back to the floor...but it was just as well; all the stovetop meals were gone, the pans cleaned, and their contents all packed away in his fat gut. The roast had finally finished as well, and the firelizard simply bumped Night out of the way, opening the oven himself and essentially climbing in to munch away at the roast within it.
The bewildered Typhlosion simply took off his apron, shaking his head for a moment as he stared at all the licked-spotless pans. "At least he...cleans his plates, I guess..."
Night sighed as the Charmeleon trotted out of the kitchen after the meal, the lizard seemingly contented for the time being. The Typhlosion ushered his pets out of the kitchen as well, giving them an apologetic look for the lack of food for them as he did so. "Sorry guys. Maybe I'll go out and get some more chow in a bit. But for right now, I gotta clean up here."
No fire-type particularly LIKED water, but Night had no problems moving all the pans and dishes to the sink and turning on the hot water. He preferred to scrub his dishes by hand - he didn't have a dishwasher anyways - and slowly got to work scrubbing them. Licked clean by the Charmeleon or not, they still needed to be sanitized a bit.
The Typhlosion worked slowly, putting each cleaned dish into a rack next to the sink. He leaned on the front edge of the sink as he worked, catching his breath from all the hard work of cooking he had done. Charem had been more work to keep happy than he thought... But at least now the firelizard was happy.
CRACK!
Night heard the sound emanate from the living room as he put up the final cleaned dish, the noise sounding very much like the snapping of wood. He also heard muffled yelps and whines... What in the heck was going on out there?
The Typhlosion could only gasp in amazement, jaw agape, as he entered the living room again.
Charem...was huge. Night had noticed that the lizard seemed to be growing as he fed him, but had apparently not been paying enough attention with how busy he had been! The large Charmeleon was leaning against an arm of the couch, which had snapped under the heavy weight of the reptile. But that wasn't the worst part...
Night's eyes went wide as he stared at Rolly, sticking head-first from Charem's jaws. And Charem's throat stretched out with a wriggling, distinctly-Chica-shaped bulge as well!
"No...no, no! What are you doing!?" Night rushed up to the gorging Charmeleon, still shocked and completely unsure of what to do. He could only watch as his Chikorita disappeared down Charem's throat, and his Riolu was hidden behind the lizard's closing jaws...
As Rolly followed Chica down the fat Charmeleon's gullet, Night finally began to recollect himself. He had been nice, MORE than nice, to the reptile for quite a good while. But Charem had pushed him too far now!
"BAD Charem! Very, VERY bad!" growled the Typhlosion fiercely, pointing his finger at the Charmeleon. "You spit my pets up RIGHT now, and then you're getting leashed up outside for a GOOD while!"
Charem recoiled nervously at his sitter's scoldings. What had he done wrong? He just was hungry, and the Typhlosion had been fine with that up until now. Food was food, after all, and those two little Pokemon had tasted delicious!
However, when he saw that the Charmeleon was still swallowing down his pets, Night grew only angrier. Growling, the Typhlosion gave a hard BAP to Charem's nose, causing the fattened lizard to yelp.
And growl.
Charem at first frowned, then grew quite an evil grin. Pet or not, he was tired of being scolded by somebody who wasn't even his master. In fact, the Typhlosion was beginning to look more like another good meal...yes, indeed he was!
Night gasped as the Charmeleon lunged his open jaws forward, glomping over his pointing hand...
Night tried to pull away as the Charmeleon's maw swallowed up his left arm effortlessly, but only proceeded to get his other hand caught in the grip of the lizard's tongue as well! Not long before, the Typhlosion was much stronger and larger than Charem, but now...he was outclassed. All the food had not only made the firelizard a fat-ass, but it had also made him...bigger than Night!
The Typhlosion could only whimper as he was pulled closer to Charem's wide, flabby jaws, and felt himself sink head-first into that insatiable gullet, which drooled and drooled all the while. The Charmeleon seemed to have no trouble reaching his thickened paws down to Night's legs, lifting up his substitute-master-turned-snack near-effortlessly. Quickly and impatiently did the lizard shove Night deeper past his chops. The Typhlosion was certainly a large meal, but the challenge only seemed to make Charem hungrier!
Now, Night knew there was no hope for him to escape the Charmeleon's never-ending appetite... He flailed his feet uselessly about all the same, but they barely connected with anything but air; for a moment he had hope of leverage, as his toes gripped a couch-cushion, but it was quickly shifted uselessly to the ground. The reptile's fleshy throat accepted him almost lazily as he descended, the Typhlosion hearing the whines of his pets grow louder and clearer as he sunk into Charem's blubbery depths...
The Typhlosion grunted as he was shoved head-first against a fleshy port, which yawned quickly open upon his 'knocking'. The end of the throat it was, and the entry to the Charmeleon's bloated stomach... Night blinked and adjusted to the dim light present in the locale as he was dumped into the gut, landing softly on a pile of squishy, goopy, and otherwise meaty things. Rolly and Chica were there as well, and safe and sound under the circumstances. The eaten pets soon leaped and huddled in their master's arms, the little Pokes quite understandably confused by the situation.
Night tried to settle down as comfortably as he could, and gasped as he looked all around them... There was...so much food present in the reptile-belly! The Typhlosion hadn't realized just how much he had fed the Charmeleon over the course of the day...and gulped as he remembered something important he was told before.
"Don't feed Charem...TOO much. He likes to beg for food constantly, but you should keep him on a normal feeding schedule."
Guan had said that to Night before leaving the Charmeleon in his care... But the Typhlosion...had quickly forgot. The previously-little Pokemon was just too adorable to resist feeding, and the firelizard was just so happy to BE fed, too! But...he knew he'd made a mistake, all the same...
Though Charem, who was then licking his lips happily clean of the Typhlosion's taste, did not think of such feedings as a mistake. Certainly, he felt that Night should not have bapped him for simply being hungry, but it was no real trouble; after all, he had been planning on consuming his sitter regardless! The giant Charmeleon let out a yawn, and seeing the convenient couch-seat on the ground, quickly flopped to his side and rested his head on the handy pillow. With how very active he had been in getting his food today, Charem certainly needed a bit of a nap now.
After all, the Char needed his energy back if he were going to see what the REST of this neighborhood had to eat in it... <3