You stand in the den for a few minutes watching your belly bounce and wobble. All this extra weight and internal movement will make traveling difficult. Might as well wait here for your prey to digest some. You walk over to the wall and carefully and comfortably sit down with your back against the wall. "Please! Let me out!" You hear her plead from within in. At the same time you hear your belly gurgling louder than before. It has a lot to process now after all. "Nope. There's only one way you're coming out.." you say with a snicker. "..and you are not going to like it." You finish teasing, using a paw to press your belly.
She continues resisting periodically. But it's becoming evident that she's wearing down. You listen on to your belly as it gurgles...churning around your prey. You sit back and relax peacefully. The same cannot be said for the Pikachu though. She is soaked in Zoroark seed, acid is pouring into the stomach in addition to that and soaking into her fur. She is feeling increasingly numb as more acids get to her.
Minutes go by, and then a couple of hours. eventually she stops moving for a while. At this point you determine that your body has finally claimed her life. You took no pleasure in that...but no remorse either. She was food and she served only to nourish her predator now. A couple more hours pass by as you nap and your belly is looking close to normal again, albeit with a little extra pudge lining it. You walk outside of the den and dispose of the waste a short distance away. And now you're feeling refreshed again. The nap and the Pikachu did wonders for your body and you feel ready to explore again.
