The next morning the Charmeleon wakes up, she seems to have done as bad as her word, what was once a riolu was now a couple of visable pounds on her thighs and tummy.
*PPFFFFBRT!!* "hehe, guess you're ready to emerge little riolu, I hope my guts accomodated you." she says smirking, finding a small pit in the ground to "do her business". Your smelly remain pour out of her rectum, forming a small, coiled puddle in the pit. she suddenly feels some resistance in her bowls and gives a mighty push, with a loud *PRABBBTFFT* your undigested skull lands on the pile. "I guess that was a form on revenge?" she giggles, "Too bad that's the best you can offer."
She finally releases your lquid remains as a golden stream of urine, at least a litre, before walking off, giving you one last look.
