Sparky was on vacation! The traveling Pikachu was finally able to arrange a visit to the Galar region, and he was having a blast. The Gym Challenge was in full swing, giving him plenty of opportunity to see giant Pokémon duke it out. Sparky had around his neck a large camera capable of housing 1000s of pictures, and he’d already used a chunk of its capacity at said battles. The huge looming Pokémon rattled the stadium to its core every time they fought, and Sparky was an avid fan. Today, however, the stadium was empty. Sparky had come when there weren’t any battles slated to get a feel for the battlefield himself. He never saw himself as a true contender or fighter, but that didn’t stop him from envisioning himself, fighting on his own, harnessing the energies required to grow to stomp his fiery opponents into submission. Sparky was getting lost in the brewing daydream, his looming presence dwarfing even the stadium, goggles magnifying the sun’s rays intensely…

THOOM.

Sparky was rocked out of his daze in an instant, tumbling head-over-tail to the ground, camera tumbling several feet away. He grunted and was trying to pull himself back to all fours when another earth-shaking BOOM made him flop belly-first. “Ack! W-what?” he said in confusion, shaking his head and peeking up. His heart surged when, instead of a stadium, his vision was encompassed by a mass of yellow fur. Craning his neck higher up, Sparky found himself laid before a Gigantamax Pikachu! The looming Pikachu’s tail shone brightly, sporting many jagged curves. Rolls of pudge were apparent on the huge Pikachu as well, hips thick, arms stubby, legs and paws as wide as a stadium seating section. Sparky’s heart pounded as he stared up from his vantage point, largely blocked by a sagging Pikachu stomach. A furious blush crossed his features as he tried to babble out some words, but only incomprehension spewed forth. The giant Pikachu’s head angled down and his eyes bore down on Sparky, a slow smile brimming on his face. Sparky flushed a deeper crimson, quivering despite no more stomps happening for the moment. That Pikachu looked familiar. “W...who are… you?” It couldn’t be the Pikachu, could it? There was only one way for Sparky to find out!

“Do you have a trainer?” Sparky shouted, his voice squeaking from embarrassment. Giant Pikachu ears flicked, Sparky wincing from the sudden wind that blew down as a result. The rapidly-reddening Sparky blushed deeper when he got the reply:

“Pikapi.”

Sparky shuddered. It was Ash’s Pikachu! Looming over him, not 10 feet away, towering taller than the very stadium he was in. “O-oh g-gosh!!!” He instinctively reached for the camera around his neck, only to remember it had tumbled away. He squeaked and started to crawl towards the fallen camera, but froze when the looming Pikachu ahead of him lifted a stubby leg. Sparky blushed, seeing the plump Pikachu rear from under all that mass the Gigantamax Pokémon possessed. Then the giant paw came slamming down with a KRAKOOM, right atop Sparky’s camera. The foot scrunched back and forth before slipping to the side, a crumbled crater now standing in place of Sparky’s camera. “Wh-what?” Sparky gawked in confusion. He crawled along further to see the remains of his camera, crushed to bits. “My pictures!”

Pikachu’s smile deepened. “Pikaaaa,” he roared out, Sparky’s head snapping up. His eyes narrowed to pinpricks when he saw the sole of Pikachu’s paw, lifted again, falling to earth right over him! Sparky squealed and threw his paws in the air, waving madly.

“No no no Pikachu stooop!” THHHOM! Sparky was compressed to the battlefield, tons of Pikachu paw compressing him against it and molding all around him. One cheek was to the field, the other against fur. “Pika!” Sparky cried, squished uncomfortably but not in any real danger form the soft pads. Unlike his camera, Sparky was rather malleable! Nevertheless, Sparky writhed beneath the sole of Pikachu’s paw as it twisted and dug into the ground, a crater crumbling to life all around Sparky in the process. After a few more playful compressions, Pikachu lifted his enormous foot up, then casually flicked it to send Sparky flying. “Wahhhh!” Sparky exclaimed as he flew, landed, and tumbled along the grassy terrain to a stop, flat on his back. “Chuu...”

Pikachu’s cheeks sparked, taking out a few stadium lights as the bit of static he’d built up discharged. Sparky stared straight up into the sky, hearing each massive BOOM of a footstep from Pikachu as they grew louder and closer. In no time at all he was staring up at the looming chubby Pikachu again, belly first, then legs straddling either side. Pikachu was looking down, chubby rolls of fat from his chin apparent, Sparky just able to see the muzzle and eyes and all. Pikachu sneered, then walked along further, right past Sparky. The little Pikachu strewn out on his back wiggled his limbs, trying to stand, but was too busy staring, blushing furiously as the looming Pikachu butt loomed right over head. The giant glowing tail swished back and forth eagerly, and in no time at all the giant Pikachu rump encompassed Sparky’s entire view. “P-Pikachu...” Sparky squeaked, blushing bright red and unable to hide his embarrassment.

Sparky was enamored by the view, not questioning why Pikachu had stopped walking. Then the butt drew nearer. Looming inches from Sparky’s face. “W.. W-wha, no!” Sparky flinched as the enormous rear drew closer, but it paused… Then Pikachu leapt 30 feet into the air! Sparky felt the earth rumble when Pikachu pushed off, large grooves in the battlefield left behind. The looming Pikachu soared up, and then gravity took over. Pikachu’s paws were out in front of him as he careened butt-first to the ground, Sparky right in the center of the massive ball of pudge of fur. “P-piikaaaaaaa–” SCROOOONCH!! Pikachu’s plump butt crushed to the ground, Sparky’s squealing cut off as he was awash in plush Pikachu butt. Sparky’s legs and tail were flattened to the ground, belly squashed tightly along with his head as all that weight was his whole world for several moments. He heard Pikachu laugh, whole body shaking, earth below quaking as a result.

When Pikachu finally decided to stand moments later, Sparky was at a loss for words. So squished and uncomfortable but as red as he could possibly get. Pikachu leaned forward to smack to earth on all fours, belly blobbing and squeezing out to his sides, and Sparky glued to his rear end, right around the center, below the tail. Sparky groaned as he slowly peeled off and tumbled into the enormous crater shaped like the ginormous Pikachu’s rump. Dirty and groaning, he still couldn’t help but stare at Ash’s Pikachu, still on all fours, slowly turning in place, every footstep rattling Sparky’s bones. Pikachu’s whole head came into view, upside-down from Sparky’s perspective. The giant head blotted out the sunlight and covered the whole crevice, his muzzle completely engrossing Sparky’s view. “P-Pikachu… I love you...” Sparky squeaked out with a weak smile, still red despite all the playing Pikachu was doing.

In response, Pikachu slowly licked his lips, clapping them open a minute. His front fangs glistened in drool, one large glob dropping off and splattering over Sparky. Sparky sputtered and grunt. “W-what?” he writhed, before the earth shook again. Pikachu hadn’t moved… but his stomach was compressed out against the ground, and it had growled quite hungrily! “N-no… No!” Pikachu above smirked and leaned down, taking a few powerful sniffs of the crater Sparky was embedded in. The blasts of wind, cold pulling, hot pushing, disoriented Sparky. He was dreaming right? Pikachu wasn’t looking at him as… as food? “Pikachu, stop!” But the enormous maw opened up and a long thick pink tongue dragged along the crater, the taste of dirt nothing compared to the overwhelming flavors of Sparky! Pikachu dragged his tongue over Sparky again and again, shoving him about in the hole, turning him this way and that. Sparky panted and cried out, trying to move but the giant mass of saliva gluing him in place. On his back, Sparky looked right-side-up at the hungry Pikachu whose giant glowing tail slowly swayed above and behind him. More drool slopped to earth down Pikachu’s chin as his eyes focused right on the pinned, prone Sparky. “Don’t… don’t eat me!!!”

Pikachu ignored Sparky, opening his jaws and sliding his tongue out one last time. Though instead of gliding over Sparky, it dug into the earth around him and scooped him up onto the tip, the clump Sparky was glued to coming along for the ride. Sparky squealed as Pikachu sat back up onto his hinds, the rush from the sudden ascension making Sparky dizzy. But his attention refocused when he found himself inches from the gigantic maw, including tongue, cheeks, teeth, all shining in drool. And that dark, defining gullet, obscured by nothing, and his next destination. “Please… please!” Sparky wailed pathetically. He noticed Pikachu’s eyes focus down on him, a smile blooming on his cheeks.

“Pi-KaPika.” 

Sparky’s ears wilted when he heard that dreaded word from Ash’s Pikachu. “No! No!!!”  Pikachu’s tongue suddenly retracted as the jaws widened around. Light became dark for Sparky as he was cupped into the giant Pikachu mouth, jaws clacking shut behind him. All became dark. He immediately separated from the clump of earth, hearing a GLP ahead as it was swallowed away. Sparky, however, remained in the Pikachu maw for the better part of an hour. First he splatted onto the giant tongue, then was tossed from one cheek to the other, tongue pressing him harshly into the pink walls. “Pikaaa!” Sparky whined. Pikachu’s cheeks bulged out whenever he pressed his tongue to it, the smallest outline of Sparky’s body visible whenever he did so. At one point, when Sparky was in such a position, Pikachu alighted his cheeks. The ensuing shock paralyzed Sparky, tons of megawatts too much even for his electrically-tuned body to handle. “Pi...” Sparky moaned, flat on his back. Pikachu’s maw opened whenever he wanted to smack his lips, long tongue flecking out and in, Sparky tossed into the air inside the jaws only to splat against the tongue again. It further coiled around the squeezed out every bit of flavor Sparky had to offer.

Then the jaws remained shut. The tongue remained still… until it suddenly arched and flicked Sparky to the back of the gullet, the booming growls of the stomach audible. Sparky squealed as he was flung headfirst right towards the yawning throat. HGLUOORK! The massive swallow deafened Sparky momentarily, Pikachu’s head tilted up, a tiny bulge emerging and disappearing from his neck in the space of a few seconds.   Pikachu licked his lips, Sparky tumbling down the throat. “Pikachuurrrrrrrrp!”

Sparky tumbled down the massively long throat, wailing and flailing the whole way down, bouncing against squelching muscles, eventually punching through a giant sphincter. When squeezed through he flew through what felt like open air until he sloshed into the pitch-dark belly, piles of stomach fluids awaiting him. “Pikaaa!” he whined, floundering. Pikachu fell back onto his butt, patting his stomach and rubbing into it happily, the chubby thing squished and squashed every which way. Sparky heard booming GURRRRRLGEs and CHRRRRNs all around him, panic rising as his fur and skin began to tingle. “No! No! Pikachu please! Plea– mmmblrrblbll...” Sparky fell below the ever-rising pool of acids, sloshing over as Pikachu laid down and curled up to nap. Pikachu yawned, jaws stretched out wide, maw big enough to devour even a Wailord had one been around. The tongue flicked as he licked his lips one more, before his eyes fluttered closed. The GLORPs and CHRRBLs and the last weak cries of Sparky didn’t disturb him at all.

Pikachu slept right in the middle of the Galar stadium for hours, his belly digesting Sparky thoroughly. He awoke to a soft, earth-rumbling quake of his belly. Yawning again, he rolled onto his back and stretched his limbs and tail out in all directions. Mid-yawn, he froze, blink-blinked, and uttered out a little URRRP, splashing out saliva, yellow fur, and a stained, half-digested pair of goggles over his chubby chest. The goggles were still around the head of a cracked Pikachu skull. Pikachu picked it up between two digits of a paw and looked at it quaintly. Then with a simple twitch, he pinched his paws together, the CRNCH dissolving the skull to dust. He let the goggles dangle from his paw still, and decided to keep them as a little souvenir. A little keepsake from the curious little Sparky Pikachu, who was crushing on him hard… Only for Ash’s Pikachu to take the concept quite literally, and add him to his Gigantamax chub… forever!