Lutro was having a ball. To him, anyway. The lazy buizel cozily drifted about the calm river waters sparkling under the afternoon sun. His flotation sac was expanded as far as it could go, allowing Lutro to snooze his mid-day away. The current of the flowing river ushered the chubby buizel along with his limbs and body limply flowing about beneath the surface. There wasn’t a single other pokémon around to disturb him as he coasted through the land without so much as a flick of his twin tails.

He flowed along through the largely-unexplored Galar region, Lutro having arrived days ago. The curry he found at abandoned camps was truly divine, making the buizel extend his short trip longer. Today was a particularly lazy day even for him, with Lutro having not left the water ever since he went for a swim that morning. With no pokémon around, Lutro was left to his own devices: Eating and sleeping. The slumbering water type was full from a curry-filled breakfast, his soft, sagging stomach billowing in the river water. Lutro was set to have another perfect day, until something feathered waddled towards the river for a meal.

Cramorant flicked her tail feathers and twitched her head side to side, stepping up to the edge of the bank and peering into the clear waters. Vacant eyes studied blandly, wide and unblinking, soaking in what little it cared about: What was for lunch? It came to her in a series of soft snores. Cramorant twisted her head to focus one wide eye on a foreign pokémon floating along. Though Lutro’s head and flotation sac were the only things poking out, she could clearly see the obese body swaying about underneath. The dim bird flicked a tongue up over her beak briefly, then acted purely on instinct. With a flap of her stubby wings, the water type bird leapt to the air and plopped into the water, several feet in front of the buizel.

Lutro woke with a start when the water was disturbed. Was the river flowing faster than usual? And flowing… backwards? Lutro rubbed his eyes and stared to see a strange blue bird flapping her wings rapidly, building up a sudden tidal wave! Lutro squeaked and about-faced trying to escape the sudden change in flow. His flotation sac deflated allowing him to swim faster, motoring his legs and spinning his tails to jet away from Cramorant. The wave came upon him too fast, however, sucking the buizel down into the water and sending him tumbling head-over-tails.

Bubbles escaped from his mouth as Lutro swam erratically in an attempt to breach the surface. He could hold his breath for quite a while, but the disoriented pokémon desperately wanted to break out of the tidal wave before things got dicey. Unfortunately for Lutro, the bland-staring bird made it so. Cramorant dove deftly into the water with hardly a splash, flowing straight for the dizzy buizel and spreading her beak wide open. Lutro oriented around just in time to see the gaping beak flowing right for him. His eyes bulged and a gaggle of bubbles burst from his mouth in shock, the buizel trying to flail his legs to swim backwards. But the wide bird maw, sagging tongue and pink insides encompassed Lutro’s whole vision in a manner of seconds! CHOMP! Lutro squealed, finding his head and shoulders instantly swallowed down. GLRK! His fat body crammed uncomfortably down the bird gullet, Cramorant instinctively chomping over the pudgy body to hork it down inches at a time.

Lutro felt him and Cramorant explode from the waves, the bird flapping her wings and settling on land with half a buizel bulging out from her beak. Lutro weakly kicked his hindlegs, his curry-filled belly squishing into the beak with fatty folds pressed up against the outside. His tails flailed every which way In vain, the plump buizel butt dripping in water that flecked everywhere with Cramorant flicking her head every which way. Lutro let out another cry when another large GLK squelched him down into the cramorant’s stomach. He winced, sliding against the wet stomach walls, fat form easily getting gulped down. Cramorant stared vacantly in two directions, flicking her head up in concert with big GLK, GLP, ULK, ULPs that worked to sate her simple need of filling her gut.

Lutro’s legs continued to motor along with his twin tails, all swishing about around the edges of Cramorant’s vision and doing nothing to stop his stomach from being scrunched and swallowed. Dripping water was replaced more and more with drizzling drool, the bird’s head now pointed up and completely downing Lutro’s creamy belly. The buizel flailed harder, his jiggling buttcheeks prominent outside the beak, with the crevice getting squished into by both sides of the bird beak. Cramorant GLRP’d hard, Lutro starting to curl up on himself in on himself with oozing stomach fluids coating his fur. More muffled cries emanated from the various bulges along the feathered gut, the belly pressing down to the ground as Cramorant continued her lunch. She flared her wings and tossed her head back straight up, gravity and peristalsis forcing the flabby buizel rear down into her beak, with naught but the tips of hindlegs and tails poking from Cramorant’s mouth now.

With no opponents to interrupt the flying type’s meal, turning the pudgy buizel into quite the potent projectile, Cramorant was able to finish her meal in peace. Lutro’s twitching toes and tail tips were slurped beyond the beak, loud clack sealing him away for good. Lutro felt one or two licks from the avian tongue before he was mindlessly swallowed whole. GLK! ULP GLRK ULK GLURRRK! Cramorant feathers bulged out along the neck with Lutro’s rump outlining its trip down. The fat buizel whimpered, feeling the last of his pudgy form schlrrk into the stomach properly, Cramorant’s stomach swaying as her large meal settled. She herself rested on the spot, feet disappearing under her distended feathery belly, fanning and flicking her tail as she got comfortable. With food taken care of for the day, Cramorant let out an URP before settling her head down against the grass, head curved around her gurgling stomach.

Lutro was beside himself. He called out in protest, begged to be spat up, bulged out every which way in the bird’s body. But Cramorant was used to meals like these: Boisterous, bug and bulgy, spirited for a time, before digestion over took them. Lutro was no exception, though the water type didn’t give up in the pitch-black belly dripping with groaning stomach acids. The buizel’s many bulges struggled and pressed out to the sides of the stomach, down against the grass with the belly pancaking out, even under the tail feathers, trying everything to escape his fate as bird food. It took the better part of an hour from the contented Cramorant’s stomach to settle, Lutro passing amount among all the viscous slimy stomach fluids and oozing saliva. The bird pokémon’s bulging belly emanated nothing but loud, scrunching GLORPs and threatening GLRRRRRNs, working her fat buizel meal down as Cramorant did what Lutro intended on doing before her interruption: Sleep.

It was well into evening when Cramorant roused from her slumber. Lutro was no more, the pokémon’s belly still bulging and soft, though round and smooth. The occasional glork sounded out from the stomach but was otherwise quiet. Cramorant shook her head slightly and took flight, tucking her webbed feet against the soft underbelly she now sported, and flying above the river. The simple mindless lifestyle of the dimwitted bird continued, scoping out the waters for more prey to catch, only to repeat the cycle endlessly. Lutro’s cycle of eating, sleeping, repeating ended that day, the fat buizel now nothing more than flab on a dumb, satisfied bird pokémon.