Pokemon Cannibal Competition
Battle 3: Lana vs. Mallow
 
 
The stadium had become more popular than ever. As more and more competitors entered in the Cannacomps, more patrons came to watch. Sp.ecalled it a morbid curiosity. Others just good entertainment.
 
For Mallow it was so much more. She was not only a lover of plant type pokemon, but was also a pretty good chef. She was bound and determined to show the world how skilled her family was at cooking.
 
For Lana it was more also. She was a good friend of Mallow and was a huge fan of bubbles of all forms. She often imagined being inside of a bubble and floating about without a care in the world. She wasn't as good a chef as Mallow, but she was a great help around the kitchen. As a result the two were able to cook up a lot of delicious meals.
 
And today they would be working as a team to try and win a big prize for their families. The two called out their pokemon and headed for a changing room to change into their costumes. Mallow was jittery with excitement. Lana was a bit more nervous but was hopeful for their success.
 
"And... your sure I have the right pokemon for this? I'm a little nervous." Lana said as she began to put on her bathing suit. Beside her, the araquanid she brought with her chittered a little in excitement.
 
Mallow meanwhile slipped on a collar around her neck, Tsareena nodding approvingly. "I know. But this is the first team competition. So being nervous is natural. They will total both our scores and if we score high enough we will win!" She smiled warmly at her partner. "Besides, I can't think of anything better than this to go out as. I honestly cannot wait!"
 
Lana said nothing as her araquanid gave a little nuzzle. She gave a weak grin at the water spider and rubbed its bubbly parts, making it make a happy clicking sound.
 
"Still your a chef.... so naturally being food would..."
 
Mallow smiled. "You cant fool me with that argument. I saw your diary. On how you wanted to be bait for fishy pokemon."
 
Lana went red and eeped. "You saw that?!"
 
Mallow shrugged. "You kinda had it open beside me." She pat the other girls cheek. "Dont worry. Not like anyone will say anything. And who knows? Maybe we will become a couple of Squirtles when we are reincarnated."
 
Lana blushed and nodded. "Ok.... let's do this."
 
Mallow nodded as Tsareena fastened a vine like a collar. "Well... I'm first. Now remember Tsareena..... dominatrix."
 
"Tsar." The grass dancer said with approval, smacking Mallow on the behind playfully.
 
"Ow! Not that much into the part!"
 
Tsareena chuckled some and led the trainer out... but on her hands and knees. Given her outfit she was apparently like a pot bellied pig. A fitting outfit considering. Behind her she wheeled a large cart of supplies for making a sweet dessert. As they entered the arena, a rather rough sounding Russian tune was played.
 
The audience watched as Mallow was unleashed and made like she was going to run, but Tsareena used Stomp, landing on top of the girl and beginning to dance on her, making her squeal out. The music began to heat up as the dancing pokemon's dance intensified before heaving the girl high in the air and emitting a sweet scent from her flowers. Before the girl hit the ground the fog enveloped her and she let out a cry that began to fade slightly. A sharp kick and a pastry pan slid into place just as the girl landed. Her skin was now very dark purple colored and her face was a mix of euphoria and mindless bliss. She quickly eeped as the pokemon began to pile on various berries around her. She was making a berry tart with raspberries, blackberries, strawberries...
 
And one great big blueberry.
 
As the music hit a very high beat, vocals in the background accompanied Tsareenas own music, as she began to dance on the berries and the transformed pokemon trainer, the girl squirming about in ecstasy as she was reduced from girl to goo, her face frozen in bliss. Many onlookers watched in awe as the Tsareena moved faster and faster and then began to charge up a solar beam as she went. She suddenly flipped into the air, the mass of dough closing about the berry mixture from the sheet force of the leap, and suddenly at the Apex of the leap she let loose with a massive solar beam that seemed to engulf the whole arena. The smell of baked pastry, sugar, and berries wafted into the noses of the patrons. As the smoke of the blast cleared Tsareena landed gracefully in a spectacular pose, perfectly atop what was now a perfectly cooked Mallowberry tart. The crowd cheered as she began to descend, bowing to the audience. As she stood up however, the lights in the stadium began to go blue, and out from the side came several bubbles.
 
Inside a large one, as music from the dance of coffee from the nutcracker suite played, Lana danced about, held aloft in the bubble by liquid oxygen inside it. As the light followed her, it began to lead to a web of ice, the grass dancer fading into the shadow as the bubble came to the web and stuck, never breaking. Climbing the web with delicate steps came Araquanid, swaying to the music as it plucked the bubble from its web. Like a pair of dancers, the water spider manipulated the bubble around her to make them dance slowly, softly, moving in tandem from the web to the floor of the Coliseum. Their the spider pokemon found veggies waiting. Soundlessly, rather than cutting them, he pushed bubbles impossibly into the vegetables, making them. Real apart, using the focused water inside to cut without metal at a perfect edge. The vegetables were pushed into the bubble with Lana, now slowly somersaulting in a fetal position, the veggies all around her. In truth the bubble had become like a glass stew pot shaped like a sphere, the spider lighting two flames and letting them flow around the bubble of stew, never popping or breaching its delicate wall. Slowly the girl and soup cooked inside, closing her eyes in slumber as she boiled inside the bubble, steam clouding it up.
 
The Arquachnid took the. Bubble as nothing more could be seen, and skunk its teeth into it, filling it with a special fluid. As the bubble began to change into a greenish color, the spider began to suck up the insides, slurping the liquified interior. All watched in wonder as the bubble became more and more clear...
 
And when all was clear... nothing remained. The spider had sucked the girl and vegetables and broth all up, and as the music ended, he emitted a small burp.
 
No one spoke but merely stared in wonder at what had just played out. Both acts had been beautiful. A final wonderful performance by both trainers, as the pokemon bowed together.
 
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"Disqualified?!" A confused Ash asked the judge a short while later. "But.... how? Why?"
 
The judge sighed. "The second act used no actual pokemon moves. Lovely it was, but rules are rules. In addition the first ask was too.... risque for the competition. The idea of pokemon enslaving trainers is too controversial. We had no choice."
 
Ash was fuming. The two clearly had the best act of the competition and had lost. Instead out came a very particular Arbok and Victreebell, holding aloft a laughing Meowth and a shiny trophy. Ash fumed with anguish as did Pikachu, but what was done was done. The two left soon after.
 
Imagine their suprise as out from a nearby bush appeared a squirtle and a chickorita, both looking at Ash with a smile. Ash was about to say something as his own chickorita came out.
 
"Huh? What are you two doing here? Would you like to come along with me?"
 
The two cheered. Ash scratched his nose and shrugged, as pikachu hugged his new playmates. Little did any of them suspect that a powerful being was watching them.
 
"Soon Ash. Soon the race of humans will all become pokemon." He said with a smile." And when all your kind are devoured by the desires I planted in you, you Ash will be rewarded for all your kindness with a harem to love you."
 
Arcaeus chuckled and faded into the shadows. Soon Ash. Very soon.
 
 
The end?