The Pokemon V. Exhibit. © Kaijou Jaguclaw. Tucker's hand pointed forward, his voice commanding. "now wailmer!* Body slam!" he grinned as he watched his prized pokemon, a wailmer, using it's water filled body to bounce and body slam upon the smaller, frail pokemon, known as a plusle. It shrieked in pain, before the massive pokemon rolled off of it, leaving it rather distorted and unconscious. It's trainer frowning in displeasure as he recalled the pokemon. "aww man! I thought I was going to win this one for sure..." tucker smiled, recalling his wailmer and walking to the smaller boy. "hey now, you put up a great fight! Keep at it and you'll be a great trainer for sure one day!" he grinned as the smaller boy's face light up. "really?! You think so!?" tucker nodded reassuringly. "heck yeah!" the boy smiled wider. "oh wow! Hehe! Thanks Tucker, maybe we can have a rematch someday and ill prove you right!" he ran off, apparently exploding with energy. "what a dope... without his pokemon... bound to get hurt." Tucker shrugged as he turned and started for the nearest pokemon center, rookie or not, that opponent still had some decent pokemon. "it was a good match..." He sighed as he reached the next town, some 2 hours later, walking into the pokemon center and confronting the desk. As one would expect, the one and only. (well, not quite) nurse joy was there. "hi there! Welcome to our pokemon center where-" "yeah, I know, you heal my pokemon, blah blah blah... listen lady, just do your job, save the lecture, it's been a long day..." he grumbled as he handed over his pokeballs, the nurse looked less then happy. "well sorr-y" she said in sarcasm, putting the balls in the machine and turning it on. Tucker leant by the desk, waiting for the process to finish. His eyes scanning the walls, posters of various contests, promotional offers and pictures of trainers and their prized pokemon littering the walls here or there. His eyes landed on a rather out-standing poster, he raised an eye-brow and walked over to it to examine it. "The Pokemon V. Exhibit! Learn about all sorts of pokemon and their various states and habitats and so on in the wild, pokemon battles to be held, prizes up for the winner. Being held this weekend in mauville city" tucker smiled some. "that could be interesting... a bunch of trainers huh? Hmmm... prime training grounds.... Right on" he grinned as he walked away from the poster and back to the desk, where nurse joy was taking the pokeball's from the machine, he took them and attached them to his belt. "say, miss, where's mauville city?" the nurse blinked some and then pointed to a map by the door. "that should be able to tell you, I wasn't too flash at geography at school." Tucker sighed and walked to the map. "big surprise there..." he mumbled under his breath as he looked to the map, tracing his finger from the "WE ARE HERE" dot near the south, to the dot labeled "mauville city" he looked to the scale. "....20 miles... hmmm... not too bad... I should be able to make it..." he looked around some and linked at the time. ".....7 PM.... Too late to find somewhere else to sleep... I'll stay here the night..." he took his bag off and sat down, propping his shoes on a table and leaning back, closing his eyes, he'd been traveling and battling all day, so sleep quickly took him... The massive pokemon stood before him, a strange sensation in his body holding him in place as the pokemon grew nearer... as it did, his eyes saw it's strange colourings, blue, with yellow here or there... and that mouth... massive... coming nearer and nearer... "sir? Sir! Wake up! its morning!" tucker stirred and woke up, looking around, his eyes focused on the face of nurse joy. "mmm... wassa time....?" He mumbled. "its just past 7, if your going to mauville, I suggest you get moving, remember, that exhibit is on today!" tucker almost yelped, jumping up and gathering his things, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he quickly checked that he had his belongings. "thanks miss, im off now, have a good day!" he said hurriedly, sprinting out the door. Outside the center he almost fell over a kid with a bicycle. An Idea formed in his mind. "hey kid, ill battle you for that bike." The kid looked at tucker. "what!? No way! I got this for Christmas!" tucker groaned. "poorly put, I meant, if I win, you let me borrow your bike, ill give you my number, name and trainer ID, so you can call me when you need it." The kid frowned some, thinking. "Well.... Uh.... Ok!" tucker grinned. "alright! Lets do this." Tucker lead the boy a few hundred meters from the center. "gotta keep this short, or I'll miss the exhibition..." he thought. The boy drew his first ball. "go! Hariyama!" he threw it, the orb producing a small, plump looking being, a fighting type. Tucker smiled as he threw his first ball. "skarmory! Attack! Wing attack!" the moment the pokemon was free, it had laid into the pokemon and knocked it flat, the boy sighing as he recalled it. "ok... go torchic!" he threw the ball. A small fire bird being produced. Tucker smirked and then recalled skarmory, throwing another ball. "go wailmer!" his prized pokemon made it's appearance. The boy gulped some. "t..torchic! take down attack!" the small bird darted towards wailmer. The large pokemon yawned. Still not entirely awake from it's night rest, its maw opened wide, the small torchic trying for all it was worth to stop. Glomp! The pokemon's muzzle snapped shut over it. "HEY! That's not fair! Let him go!" the boy yelled as he ran to wailmer, beating on the pokemon's blubbery hide. "listen to him wailmer, open up!" the whale pokemon opened it's maw, the small bird within curled up terrified, it's trainer reached in and pulled it out. "ok... I give, you win.. gimme your info, then get moving" tucker nodded as he wrote his info down, handing the piece of paper to the boy, before going and picking up his bike. "heh, thanks kid, and I promise I'll get it back to you" The boy frowned. "whatever..." he walked inside and sighed, tucker grinning as he rode off towards the city, having remembered the map, he rode quickly, checking with a few trainers on the way, though he declined their battles. He avoided running over a few small pokemon, not exactly up to stopping and putting them aside, or carrying them to mauville city the whole way, so he was careful. He peddled hard and fast, though being an experienced trainer, he was practically bursting with stamina and not once, needed a break. It wasn't long before he passed over a hill, a large city below, a large sign saying "welcome to mauville city, a bustling metropolis!" tucker sighed as he rode down to the gate, riding in and looking around, noting a few posters on the wall, not what he was after... a few bits of graffiti, no thanks. He was soon forced to talk to a nearby police officer. "excuse me sir?" the police man looked him. "yes?" tucker cleared his throat. "uh, do you know where they're holding the "pokemon V. exhibit?" the policeman thought a moment, before nodding and pointing up a road. "down that road, for 5 blocks, and its on the right, trust me, you wont miss it. Tucker nodded and smiled. "thanks sir." He started riding that way, ignoring the policeman as he yelled. "and just be sure you know what your getting yourself into!!" Tucker rode down the street, sighing as he passed through crowds of people, a few beggars here or there, and the occasional pokemon on a leash which he was careful to avoid. He looked at his watch. "10 AM? Hmmm... nice." He looked around and kept cycling, passing one more street before he stopped, a mass of people around one building, though, it looked rather odd, having sculptures of pokemon on it, one looking like a seviper was eating a zigzagoon. "what the...?" he shrugged and started walking into the complex, pushing past a few people. The inside of the building was welcomingly cool, considering the people that he had pushed past who were warm. He soon sighed as the crowd thinned and he walked down a flight of stairs to a huge show room, with trainers scattered about, talking or watching small exhibitional video's about pokemon. They weren't what he was interested in, he kept on, walking until he passed through 2 large glass doors. And unveiled to him, was a room, about 500 meters by 200, split up into 10 rings, 5 on either side of the main walk way he was on. Smaller walkways passing to the left and right, making a small network so you could see the matches below. Something to which he instantly did. Hurrying to the side and peering down, staring some. It was a seviper, and a liloone. But there was something wrong, the seviper was.... Ingesting the liloone! Eating it! Alive and whole, the pokemon flailing like crazy to get free, it's trainer crying, trying to recall they're pokemon, but missed every time, until. gulp! The lilloone was gone, the seviper belching slightly as a bulge was worked down slowly, it's trainer grinning as it recalled the pokemon. A seasoned expert no doubt. A voice behind him, startled tucker. "like what you see there sonny?" tucker turned, looking at a tall man in a suit with a cheesy grin. "uh...w..what? that seviper just ate that liloone!" the man nodded and laughed. "true, a spectacular show of nature, though, under more... forced conditions I'll admit, im sure the trainer'll get over their loss sooner or later. But in any case, could I interest you in a match?" tucker stared. "are you mad!? And risk losing my pokemon!?" the man grinned some and leant down, whispering to tucker. "there's a $40,000 prize for the winner... 20,000 for the 2nd, and 5,000 for the 3rd... come on... wouldn't you like to try for cash like that...?" tucker frowned, he may have been a good trainer, great maybe, with 5 badges, but... risking his pokemon for money...? He weighed it up, and before long. "I'll do it." The man grinned. "wonderful!" Tucker was lead down to a stadium, via a staircase that ran off the viewing platforms, though not inside, he looked around at the competitors, a lot of adults grinning and a few nervous kids, roughly his age, he found what he was after near the back though, a computer to change his pokemon. He hurried over and turned it on, logging on quickly, clicking around and soon looking at his list. "lets see... ill take.... My seviper... trade for skarmory... uhm... my pelipper... for kirlia.... And...ah! My slaking for kadabra!" he put the balls in place and watched as they glowed brightly, electricity transferring pokemon. He smiled slightly and put the pokeballs on his belt, hearing the PA above him. "trainer tucker to ring 5, trainer tucker, to ring 5." He gulped. "ok... here goes..." he walked to the ring, with the large number 5 on top and slowly opened the door, walking in and closing the door behind him. the room reminded him of the elite four rings they had shown on TV, the basic match signs on the ground, his opponent, a man about 20 years old at the far end, and a ref about mid way, to the side of the stadium. Who raised a hand. "Trainer Tucker and George. the rules are as follows! This will be a 2 on 2 match! All forms of consumption may be permitted, no time limit! Begin!" he dropped his hand and tucker's opponent threw his pokeball. "go! Liloone!" this one seemed to be popular... Tucker frowned as he looked at it, it looked sort of fat, with a lump in it, wriggling... apparently a former meal. Tucker gulped, but then grinned and threw his first. "go! Slaking!" his pokemon appeared on the ground, looking asleep. The man frowned, but pointed forward. "go lilloone! Just bind it and then try to swallow, we'll win anyway!" the pokemon made a dooking noise and darted towards the large sloth like creature, which just lay there. Tucker thought some. "slaking! Grab that liloone!" the pokemon blinked dazedly and grumbled, sitting up and grabbing the ferret-like pokemon, which struggled to get free. "now.. uh... try and eat it!" the slaking seemed to know just what to do, it's maw opening wide, the liloone beginning to screech and flail, it knew what was coming, the slaking forced it into it's muzzle, head and forepaws, gulping hard and pulling it's chest in, it started to gulp the pokemon down whilst it's trainer yelled. "Liloone! Try and slash it!!!" far too late, as with a loud slurp, the huge sloth-ish pokemon gulped for the last time, a bulge sliding down it's throat. Tucker stared in awe. "awesome...." The man frowned... ok... th..that does it! Go Loudred!" tucker frowned, they had huge mouths. As the pokemon formed, tucker recalled slaking and then threw another ball. "go pelipper!" as the huge pelican-like pokemon formed, it flew up. "good! Pelipper, catch loudred in your beak! And hold him!!" the bird pokemon dived, opening it's large beak and scooping up the loudred, which began shrieking like a riot, tucker covered his ears, the ref started counting. "loudred has 10 seconds to get free, before he is disqualified" he began to count down, "10....9.....8....7....6...." the pokemon was starting to ease up, wearing itself out.... The bird looking like it was having trouble... "5....4.....3...." pelipper made a face and tilted its head back, gulping hard. "2...." gulp! "....pelipper is the winner! Tucker wins the match!" the bird pokemon now looked distorted, incredible fat. Tucker sighed and recalled the bird, looking at the trainer. "uhmmm...good match?" the trainer harrumphed loudly and pushed out of the room. Tucker smiled as he walked out, and saw a board, with only a few names on it, about 16. "jeez.... Not many competitors..." he said, starting to smile, this was seeming like an easy task. The man with the cheesy smile popped up, as if from no where. "yes sir! You think your chances are good? Well, lets see your next match? You've been put up with a seasoned pro, lets see how you fair with him." tucker gulped and then nodded slowly, he went to sit down and wait to be called, waiting in silence, a few people walking by, looking at him and smiling, before passing on. Tucker sighed some, a knot in his stomach, he really didn't feel good. But he was doing well, so far. He soon heard the dreaded noise. "trainer tucker, please report to stadium 8, trainer tucker to room 8." He gulped and stood up, walking to the room and opening the door. And stepping in. inside was a boy, probably about 18, and pretty tall, who smiled warmly at tucker, tucker nervously returning it, the ref again raised his hands. "trainers Tucker and Evan, the rules are as follows! This will be a 3 on 3 match! All forms of consumption may be permitted, no time limit! Begin!" Tucker gulped as he picked his first ball, throwing it. "go seviper!" he smiled proudly as his snake pokemon formed, the trainer at the other end smiled. "go on out, freaky!" he threw the ball idly, smiling as he caught it, the pokemon forming, being 7 ft tall, lime green, and the shape of a raichu! (guess who!) tucker grinned, this would be a cinch! "go seviper! Wrap and swallow that rat whole!!" the raichu's face frowned when it heard "rat" it didn't need a command, as he ran towards the impending snake and pounced at it, rolling some, the snake attempting to wrap itself around the raichu, but to no avail as the agile, if somewhat husky pokemon dodged aside and then grabbed it's head and dislocated his jaws, lowering it's maw over seviper's head, it had a cruel grin on it's face as the snake's head was pushed into the warm maw, a loud gulp pulling the snake's head into it's throat, tucker gulping. "oh man! No! seviper!!" Evan grinned. "right on freaky! slurp him up like a noodle! You've handled them before!" the raichu grinned around it's meal starting to gulp and slurp at the same time, pulling the snake down rather swiftly, it's belly growing as the pokemon slowly vanished into it. It wasn't long before tucker's seviper's tail was all that remained, the raichu grinning and biting hard, severing the blade, and stepping back, gulping down the rest of it's meal, before belching and smiling, rubbing the squirming mass of it's belly, contently, tucker fell down and banged his fists. "damn!!!" he stood up. "ok... go slaking!!" he threw out his next pokeball, Evan smiling as he recalled freaky, humming as he pulled out his next choice. Throwing the ball. "come on out drago!" he smiled, the light forming into a gyardos. Tucker stared up at it, it wasn't normal, its maw was distended more then a normal gyardos and it had a good 4 lumps in it's belly. A 5th soon to follow. The gyardos wrapped around the slaking, and starting squeezing hard, the slaking beginning to groan and growl in pain, the gyardos continuing to squeeze until it heard a satisfying series of cracks, escaping the slaking's chest, blood began to dribble form it's maw, the gyardos leant down and grinned as it lowered it's maw, starting to force slaking's head into it's muzzle, it glomped down and lifted it's head, skywards as it started to gulp the slaking down, it's crippled body sliding down easily. It wasn't long before there was a 5th bulge in gyardos' belly, tucker held back tears as he looked at his pokemon.... "my last one..." he threw the pokeball. "go wailmer!!" he had a sick feeling in his stomach as he threw the ball, his prized pokemon appearing from the ball. Evan smiled, recalling his gyardos. "go exploud!" he grinned as he did so, eyes focused on tucker. Tucker blinked some, but looked at the pokemon, looking blue with tube like things pokeing from it's head, it looked reptilic, and had a massive mouth. The evolved form of loudred. Evan grinned. "exploud! Minimize!" tucker grinned, this would be a cinch now! Until.... A strange sensation swept over him, he was warm and tingly, he looked down at himself and gasped, his clothes massive! His pants had fallen, but his massive shirt covered it, he was now only about 3 ft tall. "what've you done to me!?" he yelled, and looked up. there was something very wrong now. Evan grinning cruelly. "exploud, go get him!" the human stood terrified as the pokemon advanced upon him, like in his dream, he was paralyzed with fear as exploud walked closer, wailmer just sat there, with no order to follow, it could only sit and watch as the exploud picked up the tiny human and grinned as it turned him upside down, his shirt fell, leaving him completely nude, in any other case, tucker would have been blushing furiously, but at that moment in time, his eyes were staring at explouds mouth, which had opened widely, the arms holding him forcing him in to the maw, the soft moist spongy tongue under him. he felt movement in him again and screamed, trying to get free, before the muzzle shut behind him, encasing him in complete darkness, the roof of the mouth starting to ooze drool over his body, the tongue beneath tucker pushing him into the roof of the mouth, rubbing softly, before he felt the tongue ripple, his body pulled to the back of the throat and forced down, it was a strangely short trip, exploud seeming to have just a belly. The short gullet like any other, the slimey walls slowly pushing him down to the belly which awaited him. Tucker sliding in, the soft warm sack smothering him, a warm liquid around him burning at his skin, he began to scream and kick as he was digested. Meanwhile, outside the exploud, evan grinned, recalling the pokemon. "well done..." he walked to tuckers clothes and picked out the empty pokeball. "wailmer, return." He recalled the wail, and then grinned as he picked up what he found he could use from the clothes, the ref staring in awe. "uhmmm...i... guess...evan is the...winner..." THE END.