Pika looked out into the crowd, a frown marring her cute features; the usual spikey purple mane of her best friend was nowhere to be seen. It didn't make any sense-Rhune had never missed one of her matches, not once! Tempted to go look for him and forfeit her winning streak, she gave the audience another once over... maybe he was just running late?

Suddenly, from across the ring-massive jets of sparks rose to the sky in a fountain of glittering smoke-her opponent for the night interrupting her thoughts with a flashy entrance. The moon glowed bright behind the opposing corner of the ring, before a silhouette obstructed it-slowly gaining colour and form as it stepped out of the shadows.

Stepped? More like thundered! Each paw that met even the padded flooring of the arena felt like a mini earthquake that Pika felt in her bones from across the room-who was this Titan!? More than twice her height, and who knows how much heavier-this was NOT the fighter she had been previously scheduled with... Whomever this new fighter was, if she turned out to be half as skilled as she was fat-this would be a difficult match indeed.

"Who the hell are you?! How did you get here-where's the other fighter?" prudent questions, ones she shouted as soon as the beast was within earshot. The new fighter's belly quivering, and... was that growling she could hear over the noise of the crowd?

"Oh, I just... let myself in~ No need to worry about that other girl, I doubt you'll be seeing her again." The black furred creature shifted her weight as she spoke, the silvery tone of her belly waving to one side with an audible slushing that lingered as the contents settled.

"You can call me Moon! I actually only heard about this whole wrestling thing from some guy in the elevator-he was in a real hurry to get here, but boy did he make the event sound fun~!" The gurgling increased after her paw impacted the swell of her gut, drawing up a gust that blew forth from her lips-accompanied by... strands of PURPLE fur!?

"Heh, yeah-I guess I did get that guy here on time after all!" Moon snickered, rubbing over the expanse of her stomach. Whatever-WHOMEVER-had been in there, they were long gone by this point-turned to slush, probably over an hour before appearing on stage.

At first Pika didn't know what to say; sure, Rhune and her had been in their fair share of scraps-ambushed on the road, with usually one ending up in someone's gut-but they always pulled through! Now though, there was nothing she could do. It was far too late to save her friend, and she hadn't even had the chance to try!

Before the ref had even the chance to announce the two combatants to the crowd-Pika shot forward, blinded by rage. The smaller electric type, ironically, had no ability to produce the sparks her kind was so famed for-instead, her technique consisted of elaborate physical attacks gathered from years of studying fighters from across the regions. Putting what she'd learned through traveling with Rhune, Pika fought with the goal of avenging him-launching a devastating kick to Moon's corpulent middle!

BWooOuURp!

Flipping a good distance away, Pika landed in a crouch. Unfortunately her attack seemed to have little effect on the titan-barely even winding her, and she suspected even that was from the belch... Refusing to give up, Pika continued her assault! Flurries of punches, kicks and more were driven into the flabby hide, hoping to wear through the natural armour of her foe.

Surprisingly, Moonshine offered little resistance in terms of actually fighting; aside from parrying a few of the blows headed towards her face, she simply let the attacks bounce off her rounded belly. Was she enjoying this?

Knowing that neither of them could keep this up all night... hopefully... Pika looked around the environment to see how she could turn this to her favor. Finally gazing upon the lighting rig, and idea popped into her mind. Wasting no time, she scurried up the metal scaffolding-her lighter frame, even considering her own proportionally large breasts and chubby potbelly, preventing it from collapsing from the added weight.

Now high above the ring, Pika readied herself to end this match. She would only have one shot at this, but she knew that afterward-only one of them would be walking away from this ring. Leaping off of the lighting assembly, Pika dove towards her opponent with a yell! Rapidly approaching her target, she saw the wide eyes of her query-and was confused when they were joined by an equally wide grin?

Before she had time to process the mouth opening below her, Pika's view was engulfed by darkness.


…


Heavy gut wobbling with every step, Moonshine thought back to her previous match; that girl had been so eager to fight her for some reason-even going so far as to attempt to tackle her from the ceiling! If only the wrestler had known what a monumentally poor decision that had been, Moon could hardly believe the smaller fighter had even considered it!

Moon rubbed her stomach as it grumbled, she was glad that Pika did, though-that first kick really freed up a lot of room in her tummy, breaking apart some of the more stubborn bits of her earlier snacks, not to mention forcing a bit of air from her gut. The following stomach massage was quite nice, as well~

She continued down the sidewalk, away from the now empty arena-only stopping after reaching a certain wall decoration that caught her eye; the cheerful expression of her opponent greeted her from the colourful paper, the lifelike depiction much closer to equaling Moon's size than it's real life counterpart.

"Undefeated, huh?" she considered. That must have been why the crowd fell silent after Pika disappeared into Moon's gullet. After diving at her with such speed, Moon couldn't help but lazily open her maw to receive what Pika had so generously offered-the force of the Pikachu's descent carrying her through Moon's throat and into her stomach in an instant, leaving little time for anyone to process what had happened.

Moon left the area soon afterward, leaving the former champion's fans with only a parting BwOoRlp! to send off their heroine. Pika herself sat motionless in Moon's gut, curled upside down amongst the sludge of her former meals and bits of battered clothing. What remained of her now stewing only feet away from the poster that proudly declared her dominance over the arena, showing off her impressive bust for all to see.

UuuOoRp!

The outburst shifted the form inside Moon's stomach, bringing something up her throat and back onto her exposed fur. Examining the wadded ball of soaked fabric revealed Pika's tank top! So pitifully small without it's owner to stretch out the malleable material-but even at it's most elastic, it would never be able to cover even one of Moon's enormous breasts.

"So much for 'Undefeated'. Even your clothes can't handle me!" She lifted the sopping article with two fingers, before flicking it away. The saliva soaked shirt hit the poster with a wet smack, before peeling off and landing on the floor, forgotten. It would most likely be swept up and discarded, but perhaps a knowing fan would happen upon it-recognizing it as a memento of a former champion.

To Pika, it no longer mattered. The energetic fighter was now little more than the contents of another's digestive tract, her story brought to an end and likely disappearing into history forever-absent from the mind of whom had devoured her, and quickly slipping from the memory of those whom adored her...


Another one of my favorites from Hoodah,

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recently coloured by Rovdyr,

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I absolutely LOVE how this one came out! It was always one that showed off exactly how these two characters should look, and really set the tone for Moon's behavior going forward. I can't help but see this being the eventual endpoint for Rhune and Pika's Pokémon journey, too~

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