"Whoa, is that what I think it is over there...? It looks so majestic!"
 
 A male human trainer pushed through the clearing in a forest, holding his bag tight to his chest. Also held close were four Pokeballs slung around his shoulder, the team that he'd been carrying around for weeks to pursue his dream of catching one of every last species. The trainer had brown hair and pale skin, along with a grey hat, yellow shorts, and a blue hoodie. He'd been making good progress so far, traveling from town to town and from region to region in an attempt to complete his collection. However, he still had a long ways to go, only having about 75 unique Pokemon in his PC, four of which he was currently holding with him for training or using as defense against stronger beasts. His remaining two slots were to be filled with whatever he could catch in these woods. And from the looks of it, he might have a fifth party member soon. "I've gotta add that one to my collection... It's so beautiful!" He gasps, finally approaching the sight he was beholding from afar while reaching for one of his Pokeballs.
 
 The creature he had his eyes on was currently passed out on a tree stump, surrounded by mostly grass and enough clearance of trees for the sun to shine through. However, it could be said that beauty was in the eye of the beholder for the trainer... Instead of the fairy-type one might expect to see napping in a forest clearing, there was a single lax poison type that was almost too chubby to even properly lie on the stump. Her legs hung over the sides as she snored loudly, even drooling a bit. The trainer approached her from behind in an attempt to surprise her with a Pokeball toss, which gave him a look at her blue behind and short tail wriggling about with every snore. Every now and then, her stomach would growl loud enough to make the stump she lied on rumble along with it. "Whoa... This must be a Nidorina." The trainer said, registering her to his Pokedex. It wasn't anything particularly spectacular to him, but it was still something he could use for his collection. And maybe if he found a Moon Stone somewhere, he could make her a lot stronger... He grips onto an empty ball from his bag, going to try and toss one at her to see if she can catch in her sleep.
 
 The ball flies out of his hand and smacks against her ass with full force, causing it to jiggle a bit. Somehow, it seemed that aiming at her from there was the worst possible idea, only causing the ball to bounce off from the amount of padding, not even bothering with trying to catch her. However, it was still enough to wake her up from her sleep... The Nidorina rubs her eyes and gets up onto her feet, sitting on the stump with a growl. She seemed pretty agitated with being woken up, but she seemed even angrier when she noticed the ball that hit her rolling away, along with the ones held around the trainer's shoulder. The trainer was in shock, amazed at how the ball just ricocheted off of her butt like nothing happened as he tries to assess his situation. "W-whoa, girl! I didn't mean to make you mad, I was just trying to put you in a nice ball! Then evolve you and put you in a nice PC..." He pondered. The angry shortstack standing on the stump tilts her nose, snarling a bit before actually speaking. "Nice try, asshole. Nothing you can say or do is going to put me into one of those balls. I know what you trainers are like..."
 
 If the trainer was shocked before, he had to be astounded now. His knees were quaking from it all. A Pokemon said something back to him? And it was awfully rude? This Nidorina had to be something special... and had to become a part of his collection, fumbling with another ball. "H-holy shit! Did you just talk? How is that even possible!? W-what is your name?" Slowly but surely, the human was coming down from the amazement of meeting such a unique specimen. The Nidorina, on the other hand, couldn't be less happy to see him. "My name's Rita, but that's none of your business. Now, I'd say you should get outta here, and leave me alone before I make you really regret it... I didn't get up to Level 35 by lying around scratching my ass." She threatens, hoping that would be enough to scare the human away. It didn't seem to work however, only making the human angry as well. "Huh... Well then, 'Rita', if it's a fight you want, then it's a fight you're going to get!" He takes one of the four important Pokeballs he had with him and tosses it forward, releasing the creature held within onto the grass in front of her. Rita simply closes her eyes, sighing. "I didn't ask for any fight... You're going to regret this pretty soon." In many ways, she wasn't an average Nidorina, having a terrifying trick up her sleeve held back for any encounter such as this one.
 
 "Go, Bayleef!" The trainer called out, the ball bursting and summoning forth the leafy dinosaur-like creature he mentioned. From the moment it popped out of the ball, Rita was not very amused. She had learned from experience that grass-types are absolute pushovers to her, and that she'd be able to make quick work of his first Pokemon before she even had to attack. The shortstack hopped onto the grass to even the playing field, rolling her eyes as her eager enemy waited for the trainer's command. "Alright, hit her with a Razor Leaf! I wouldn't want to knock her out too hard to catch her." He said, smugly standing back as the Bayleef nods. Not wasting any time it could spend attacking the Nidorina, it started to spin the leaf coming from its head and firing forth dozens of small, sharp leaves. Not even bothering to try dodging it, Rita just stood there and took it, waiting until it subsides to plan out her own attack. Her short, blue body is pelted by the leaves, yet leave nothing behind but minor cuts that would be sure to heal in a day. Following the attack, the Bayleef was left panting, needing some time before it would be prepared to hit her with something more effective. "Psssh, is that the best you can do? Let me show you how I do it..." A light smirk spreads across Rita's face, approaching the grass-type as her stomach grumbled a bit more.
 
 The Bayleef looks to her, starting to get nervous from the way she was approaching... The Nidorina was slightly smaller than it was, what could she possibly do that could be harmful? Suddenly, she pushed it to the ground, left kicking on four legs trying to get back up. Before doing anything else to the unlucky Pokemon, she tilts her head to look back at the trainer, who was currently getting nervous about what she might do to it. "You had this coming." Was all the blue beast said before opening her maw wide around the Bayleef's head. It seemed a bit scared. "H-hey! What are you... my Bayleef is not a snack for you!" The trainer yells out, petrified of her. Rita, however, was just treating the leafy beast as if it was some sort of salad. Its head could be seen bulging in her throat, he stubby hands grabbing the rest of the body to properly stuff it deeper into her unforgiving gullet. The human wanted to stop her, but he knew that it wouldn't end well for him if he tried to approach such a voracious little demon like her head-on. Thus, he was forced to watch as his own Pokemon disappeared down her throat, legs kicking as they were all slurped up. Tossing her head back and lifting the last of it off the ground, Rita swallowed up the hind legs and rear of the Bayleef. "Ugh, you need to find tastier things to fight me with." She taunted, sitting back on the ground.
 
 Meanwhile, inside of her, the grass-type was pressing through the poison-type's sickly inner walls, squishing against the sides oozing with her potent saliva. It whimpered, trying to fight back, but finding no way to do so with how tight everything was. It wan't much longer until it slid down to the opening into her stomach, reluctantly squeezing and sliding down into the little thing's gut. It was very tight in there, being larger than the predator herself while being cramped in such a space. It nervously presses against the walls with its stumpy feet, causing it to bulge on the outside. Rita merely rubbed her stomach in pride, staring down the terrified trainer with a grin as gutteral groans of digestion echo around her meal. "Well then, starting to have second thoughts? Or would you rather join that pathetic thing you threw at me?" She tilts her head, expecting that to be the end of it. But as scared as he was, the human opposing her found a refined anger towards her, gritting his teeth. "No, I'm going to beat you to the ground until you spit out my Pokemon! I was raising that one for days!" He barks, yanking two more Pokeballs off of his belt to unleash upon the blue menace. "It's two against one, get Bayleef out of there before I make you regret it!"
 
 Rita just sat there with the big prey inside of her stomach, rubbing as it kicks around. "Sorry, this thing's not coming out of me. Not yet. *URRRRRP!!*" The Nidorina teased, getting back up onto her feet as she realized that there's going to be yet another fight ahead of her. This time, moving around was going to be a bit harder for her, due to the Bayleef struggling in her stomach and all... Two more Pokemon enter the fray against her, this time being a male Riolu and a female Sylveon. Judging by the scared look on their trainer's face, plus the smug and stuffed Nidorina ahead of them, it was easy to deduce just who their target was. "Riolu, Force Palm! Sylveon, Draining Kiss!" The human yelled his plans out with urgency, trying to subdue Rita before anything bad happens to his beloved Bayleef. The two Pokemon rushed towards the predator, prepared to assault her with the moves their owner had planned out. Still, even though dodging was next to impossible, the voracious enemy of theirs wasn't too afraid. After all, a fighting type and a fairy type would hardly do much to dent her...
 
 However, these two were still a bit stronger than his former Pokemon. The punch of energy from the Riolu knocked her to the ground, with the Sylveon quick to follow up on her with a painful kiss to the head. Rita groans in pain, not fit to fight with such a full gut. Yet, with the Sylveon still leaned in to sap her energy, it put her in the perfect position to counter with something that would hit back twice as hard. "Hnnnggg.... gah!" She grunts, headbutting the Sylveon in the shoulder with the horn on her head, unleashing Poison Sting. The eeveelution yelps in pain, brought to the ground from the impact. From there, Rita saw her current foe as the perfect followup to her leafy meal starting to slow down in her gut... The Nidorina lurches forward, spreading her maw to slurp down at the Sylveon's head, the creature's ribbons trying in vain to push back against her advances. But it was too weakened by her poison to avoid sliding down her throat just like the last unfortunate Pokemon to fight her. The Riolu saw this, yelping in exclamation as it tries to hit her back from behind. Feeling the light punch at her butt, Rita took this as the perfect signal to take a seat on the Riolu, pinned to the ground and trying to push her ass off his face.
 
 Now, the human was forced to witness both his Riolu and Sylveon being crammed into the greedy Nidorina as well, one halfway down her throat and the other starting to press head-first into her ass. Rita moves her hips and wriggles her behind, her tailhole spreading around the young jackal's muzzle as she slurps up the Sylveon's tail. It all happened so quickly... Her jaws shut and trap the weakened prey inside, slipping through the warm and wet passage of her throat to be squeezed into her belly. It bulged out even wider than before, Rita sweating as she pats it. The earlier Bayleef meal was already passed out as it lied in her abdomen, leaving the cramped Sylveon to do the same out of weakness. At the same time, the Riolu was stuck halfway inside of her butt, squishing through her bowels as Rita reaches back and pushes his feet up to make things easier. "F-fuck!" It wasn't every day that Rita fills herself with an entire team of prey, so it was a struggle to work the struggling fighting-type into her ass while her stomach noisily works on the excess meal stuffed away into her bloated belly. Slowly but surely did the Riolu disappear between the blue beast's ass, pumping up through her bowels to slowly drag him closer to meeting the rest of his party. "There we go, I win." *BELLLCCHHHH*
 
 The trainer's jaw dropped. How could such a tiny, insignificant creature like her manage to pack away nearly his entire group of Pokemon so quickly? He stamped his feet against the ground. "Dammit, dammit, dammit! You blue piece of shit! I've got one last Pokemon to throw at you, and it's going to be the end of you! I swear it! He knows Earth Power, and it will knock you out and cough up the rest of my team!" While he kept ranting and ranting, he wasn't able to notice that the overstuffed predator made his way over to his feet and took a swipe at his leg. "Augh!" He groaned in pain, falling to the ground. The human tries to get back up, but something heavy was weighing him down... It didn't take him a second guess to know what it was. "I don't think so. I said this fight is over, so now it's over. And you're gonna be a part of it." He looked up, and Rita was seated on his chest and glaring into his eyes. In a panic, he attempts to reach to his last Pokeball to unleash his final attack on her, but there wasn't anything he could do. The only thing he could do is yell as the predator gives his face a nice, long lick...
 
 Naturally, this would lead to his head passing into her slobbery mouth, licking to get a taste for him. It wasn't every day that the Nidorina found an opportunity to slurp down a trainer, either... He could only see, hear, and smell the wet darkness around his body The predator's tongue licked around his body, getting his skin and shirt wet as they squeeze through the tight passage. All the while, Rita giggled as she proceeds to overstuff herself with one more meal, on top of all the others that she already had... The human vividly heard Riolu still trying to fight back against her body as it is pressed into the belly and the deep gurgles and rumbles of the stomach just up ahead, his cap squishing through a tight ring leading into the chamber. There wasn't much hope left for him, but he still kicked and yelled against his fleshy prison all the while, only causing her throat to bulge more on the outside. "Fuck you! I'm not a snack for some pissy little twerp like you! I'll fight my way out of here!" He continued to exert his rage against her, his environment quickly turning from the damp heat of the Nidorina's gullet to the much more powerful and scary chamber that was her stomach.
 
 With a gut as large as hers was at the moment, it's no surprise that the inside was a pretty terrible sight. It was full past what anyone her size should normally consume, a fainted Riolu piled onto a fainted Bayleef on top of a fainted Sylveon. All while the gut sloshes around with its powerful juices, slightly burning at the fur and leaves. When the human entered, he was squeezed in on top of the Sylveon, leaving him pressed hard between his party of Pokemon and the stomach walls. It was so tight in there, he could barely even think, much less move. In fact, it was so tight, that there was a noticeable lack of oxygen, leaving the trainer to breathe in the sweltering heat surrounding her stomach... His consciousness was starting to slip from him, his insults and threats becoming slurred. "I'm going to... I'm gonna... huff..." The speech would soon be drowned out by another gurgle coming from the area around him, the chamber steadily filling but with the digestive acids tingling against his legs. Forcing himself to submit to the power of Rita's cramped stomach, the trainer blacks out.
 
 "Finally. See? That's what happens when you interrupt my nap. You get digested." She crosses her arms, looking down at her massively filled stomach. It looked a bit like a sky-blue orb, bulging out to nearly twice her own size regularly. Moments later, Rita feels the urge to belch again. *urrrrrrrRRRRAAAAPP!* Her stomach rumbled about wildly throughout it, causing everything within to compact to a more manageable size. With everything sloshing around inside, it's safe to say that her battle was finally over. The burp caused something to shoot out of her throat though, and onto the grass in front of her... Upon further inspection, it was the trainer's hat, sopping wet with her inner juices. Smirking, Rita decides to wear it as a bit of a souvenir. "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to continue the nap you so rudely interrupted me from." The Nidorina yawns, climbing back up onto the stump. She could hardly fit on it anymore, lying down on her back as the immense gut gurgles away at everything within. And just like that, she was asleep once more, nobody else daring to interrupt her.
 
 With Rita lying on her stump, her belly shifts into overdrive. The trainer and his three Pokemon-turned-meals were sloppily digested, melting down in a slurry of powerful acids to derive every last nutrient it could from them. This didn't leave much behind, as there wasn't much of them that couldn't be put onto her body as a new layer of fat. As she slept, the Nidorina would feel that she was becoming even pudgier than she was before, gaining weight from her sudden binge. The only parts of her meal that her juices couldn't seem to handle were a few bones, bits of fur, and the clothing that the trainer had on him. This included his Pokeball belt and bag, the contents being mostly sizzled a bit by the acids. One such item that he was carrying in the bag would lead to a rather interesting situation that would cause Rita to have a rude awakening... The final Pokeball of his party, the one that the trainer had planned to use as his last resort, was being broken by all the pressure and corrosion. Up until it finally bursts open, freeing the Pokemon into her stomach.
 
 "W-what the hell?" Rita gasps, shocked awake by her stomach suddenly bulging out with the same force that it had before, if not even bigger than last time. Being tightly pressed and squeezed inside the Nidorina was a powerful Nidoking, normally a very intimidating beast left cowardly from the sudden situation it found itself in. It stretched and kicked around within her, trying to find some way out, but there wasn't anything that it could do. The only thing it was able to achieve was knocking the predator off her stump, who was currently shocked that she managed to take down something that was far among her own size and power without even trying. "Fuck... if that asswipe of a trainer tossed this thing out at me, I would've been creamed..." She panted, giving her upset belly a bit of a rub as it roars to life again with a new goal. It took a while, but eventually, the desperate beast within her body was taken down exactly like the rest of his party did, gurgled away in the hands of a cocky and rude Nidorina. In just one day, she managed to take out an entire trainer and his whole team, leaving her with a very full stomach, a significant amount of extra weight, and a smug attitude to go along with it.
 
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 When Rita took on swallowing an entire team of Pokemon and their owner, she expecting to fall into a bit of a food coma after it was all over. What she wasn't expecting, though, was staying asleep on the forest floor until night... the following day's night. She lied there digesting her prey overnight for at least 32 hours, having to spend some extra time to work out the sudden Nidoking issue that made itself apparent. But now, everything that could be digested was now absorbed into her body, and everything that couldn't was now past her stomach in the lower sections of her body. Before, her stomach was making all of the noise, but now, it was her bowels. They groaned and churned with an immense amount of strain and pressure put on them, leaving the Nidorina to cringe. "Ugh...I've never felt this much inside since... ever." She winced, lifting her leg for a moment to give her a brief sense of relief in the form of a deep rumble of gas. *FLRBRBRBRPTTT!* It was quite apparent that her five foes were now far more than willing to get out of her body, and Rita was prepared to allow them that freedom as well. But before squatting on the side of the tree stump, something occurred to her, adjusting the trainer's hat on her head.
 
 "...Huh, I guess I've really never had to shit this bad. Why waste it on some stump like a loser? I bet I can give this guy a sendoff way better than that..." She smirks, getting back up and desperately working to hold back 5 meals worth of waste. "There's gotta be some place not far from here..." Rita stretches, setting off for a way out of the clearing. The predator went down the same path the trainer originally took to get there, winding up at a small town with a few houses and a Pokemon Center lit up. At this hour, not many people would be out and about, giving her the perfect opportunity to let loose without facing any sort of consequence. The Center in particular stood out to her, one of her hands holding her ass as she waddles toward the door. There had to be something in there that would be the perfect place to let the human and his Pokemon back out. The automatic door slides open, and the Nidorina stepped indoors.
 
 The Pokemon Center wad dimly lit, without any other people inside. That is, except for the nurse that stood at the front desk to assist trainers with healing their Pokemon. Behind her stood the large cart that works to heal injured Pokemon, six slots meant for six party members that could be healed up at a time. The nurse looks down as the door opens to witness the fat Nidorina with a hat stepping into the room, her body making some rather disturbing churning sounds. "Oh! Hello there, young lady! We don't see wild Pokemon like you in here very often... You must be pretty smart! Here, I'll go into the back and fetch you a nice Rare Candy for visiting." She smiled, a bit unnerved by such a bizarre sight at this time of night, but still as willing as ever to go help out a creature in need. This left Rita as the only one left in the room, beginning to lose the battle with her bowels as the pressure grows too much. "F-fuck, there's gotta be somewhere..." That was when her eyes rested on the healing cart behind the desk, a wide pit within that with the small slots for each Pokeball. This was almost too perfect to be true...
 
 With the nurse preoccupied with trying to find something for her, it hardly took any effort to slide over the top of the counter and onto the other side. Hoisting her short, fat body up onto the healing cart was a bit more of a struggle, though. By now, a thick log was already starting to poke out of her tailhole, an immense level of desperation hitting her as the Nidorina's ass hangs over the side of it. Her short tail waggled immensely, finally in the position to unleash the ticking time bomb that was her bowels into the likely-unfit healing cart. Closing one eye, Rita huffs. "Looks like it's about time I 'heal' you..." The predator taunts, reaching back with one hand to spread her ass a bit and make way for the clump of what was blocking her up. Then, it all came out at once.
 
 *FLRRRRRSSHPPTTCHHH!!* Her ass practically explodes with a combination of potent Nidoshit, propelled by some pent-up up gas and the intense pressure blocking her up. It was strong enough to even pelt the wall behind her, a snake spreading her asshole wide enough to fit a basketball in pumping out and smacking up against the cart's bed, coiling up on top of itself within moments from the sheer amount. Rita's face was red, kicking her legs back and forth over the side as she shits out more than her own weight in waste. It all noisily splatters against the sides of the healing container, likely rendering it broken by the time she was through with it. Chunks of bone embedded in the snake stretch her tailhole even wider, the predator sweating profusely from the massive burden she was unloading into a cart already half-full with repugnant shit.
 
 Hearing all the flatulence and defecation, the nurse rushes back into the main room of the Center in terror. Nothing could've prepared her for what she walked in on, dropping the candy that she planned on giving her. The Nidorina wearing a hat was doubled over the side of the expensive healing equipment, dumping out more than her body has any right to hold. To make matters worse, the container she was using got so full that everything had no choice but to spill over the sides and onto the floor, the slick brown snakes still spraying out of the cringing predator like there was no tomorrow. To make matters worse, the smell was worse than a broken sewer line, making her gag. "O-oh god, what on earth are you doing!?" She rushed over to the creature, trying to push her off of the destroyed container. RIta hissed, slashing at her as a skull splatters out on top of the pile behind her.
 
 That was when the nurse got a better idea of just how... diverse the mess she was creating really was. Bits of blue and pink fur, cleaned bone of all sorts, and dozens of purple spikes and scales littered the tiny creature's dump. Whatever she had to eat, it couldn't have been good. All she could do was look on in hopeless disgust, as her equipment was defiled by the blue beast that just so happened to invade at this hour. But thankfully, she seemed to be nearly done... Rita's stomach had deflated quite a bit, pumping everything that was once in her body into a sloppy pile that reached high enough to touch her ass. The last of it to come out was the ruined shirt and shorts of the trainer, ripped and filthy as the splatter out on top of the bin, only to be buried by the former trainer's shit-filled bag. And with one more deafening spray of gas, Rita was empty yet again.
 
 "Damn... I'm hungry." She groans, hopping off the side of her makeshift toilet and back onto the floor. Feeling that her ass was left disgusting by the team's worth of shit that just piled out of it, the Nidorina figured that it was time to part ways with the trainer's hat. It was removed from her head and rubbed up and down between her ass to clean up every last bit of it, before tossing it back up onto the destruction she left behind. The nurse would need a wheelbarrow to take care of that... And who knows how much it would cost to repair it, with so much sloppy waste jamming up the technology. "My boss is going to kill me..." She gasps, curling up into a ball as the creator of all this destruction leaves it all behind. A trainer and his four Pokemon, no match for the voracious little beast of a Nidorina, left piled over the side of a Pokemon Center's healing bin. Needless to say, he and his Pokemon wouldn't be recovered by it anytime soon. Rita would head back into the forest and go back to sleep, a lot being taken out of her after a full party wipe like that.