Drizzile Vore Thing

"OH MY GOSH! D-Drizzile, look at what I found! Come on girl, wake up!"

Resting in the shade of a rather blotchy, jagged tree, Gloria's faithful Drizzile opened a single dull, listless eye and yawned groggily. The aquatic lizard Pokemon brushed her floppy purple/blue "bangs" away from her other eye and glared at her trainer. 'This better be good, ya damn tosser. I was 'aving a real good nap just now...'

"Sorry to bother you, but look! Right over there, where my finger's pointing! Notice anything interesting about that Obstagoon?!"

'What, is he hunky? Better be hunkier than those Machokes I was dreamin' abou-WHOA!'

Drizzle clasped a lime green hand over her mouth as she felt herself be jolted awake at the sight of the Obstagoon. He was as hunky as she expected, given the way the brawny badger Pokemon was swaggering around with the raw sexual cockiness of a human rockstar. But that wasn't what surprised her: what surprised her was his color scheme. It was completely different from your garden variety Obstagoon, with his vicious black stripes being colored a vivid reddish pink, and his grey fluff that resembled a jacket was now cyan. Overall he looked less like a classic rock band mascot and more like a full-on glam rocker, which was actually fitting given the fact that he was what humans called-

'A shiny Pokemon! Well I'll be damned!'

Drizzile smirked and gave out an audible "Heh," while Gloria squealed and danced like a giddy elementary schooler, nearly throwing her fashionable tam'o shanter off her head in the process.

"Can you believe it, girl?! A shiny Pokemon, something most people go their whole lives without seeing! And it's just a few meters away! Ohmigosh, I... I... I think me poor heart's gonna stop!"

The sight of Gloria gasping and moaning while trying to contain her excitement awoke something warm and fuzzy in Drizzile's cold reptilian heart. She had to admit: after growing up a bit from her panicky, yet optimistic days as a Sobble, she had come to grow disillusioned with the Galar region. The Wild Area, the big Pokemon catching hotspot touted as the tourist attraction to end all tourist attractions by the Royal Family was drab and oddly depressing, there were restrictions out the wazoo in terms of what Pokemon and even moves were allowed in Galar, and she felt oddly irritated with the omnipresence of Kanto Pokemon being marketed and promoted by the Pokemon League at the expense of her Galarian brethren. But the sight of her trainer head over heels in love with this rare colored new teammate helped push a hidden kernal of optimism to the surface. Drizzile didn't know if it was a sign of her outgrowing her cynical outlook on life or a temporary rush of joy, but one thing was sure: she liked seeing her trainer so happy, and she wanted to do everything she could to keep her that way.

"Alright Drizzile, here's the plan," Gloria said, having caught her breath and regained control of her emotions, "Obstagoons are bloody strong. Stronger than any Pokemon we've faced thus far, so even with a few mons fighting him at once, he'll pound us into pancakes if he can get his big stinking mitts on us. So what I propose we do is just go out there and just start throwing Quick Balls. If the first one gets 'im, then good! If not, then one'll have to work eventually and while I throw balls, would ya be willing to... well..."

Gloria went red in the face and awkwardly twiddled her fingers, obviously embarrassed by what she was about to propose. But having traveled alongside her for a while, Drizzile had a good feeling that she knew what she meant.

'Draw 'is fire, yeah?' She asked, while summoning and tossing around a water balloon in order to communicate past the language barrier.

"Ah, well it seems you've got the right idea!" Gloria chuckled shamefully, "I hate to ask you to do this, but if you can induce confusion with a few Water Pulses it would help tremendously!"

'Ha, no need to be shy, luv! I'm always happy to raise a bit of a ruckus!' the punky lizard tossed the water balloon over her shoulder and turned around before waving her over. 'Now come on! We've got us a shiny to bag!'

"Well you're okay with that then! Good to know, but let's hope it doesn't come to that, yeah?"

Since the entire Galarian Zigzagoon family was known for being confrontational and aggressive, Gloria and Drizzile didn't have to worry about the shiny Obstagoon fleeing from them as they loudly came running down at him from the hill they were camping on top of. In fact, they were happy to see him turn around and lick his chops with his cyan tongue before roaring and charging at them. Drizzile prepped two Water Pulse balloons while Gloria grabbed a Quick Ball from her bag.

"Alright big guy, you're coming with us!"

Gloria leaped into the air and threw the ball at the charging Obstagoon, but right when the ball left her hand...

"No, no, no! Miss Gloria, STOP!"

Gloria's Rotom Phone flew out from her bag, it's eyes wild with fear while it desperately shot out a thin ray of purple energy. The ray zigzagged towards the Quick Ball before completely enveloping it, which caused the ball to harmlessly bounce off the ferocious Pokemon much to Gloria's surprise.

"Wh-WHAT?!" Gloria screamed before losing her footing out of shock. She tumbled down the hill, grunting every time she hit the grass and rolled past the Obstagoon before landing in a heap near another blotchy tree. The Obstagoon came to a screeching halt, turned around, and cackled raspily at the sight of the trainer desperately getting to her feet.

'HA! So you wanna pick a fight wiff me, eh humie?! Well I'm 'appy to OBLIGE!"

Midnight black energy began pouring from the Obstagoon's claws as he scrabbled towards the fallen trainer, and Drizzile's heart sank as she realized that he was going to try to rip Gloria in half with a Night Slash.

'OI! LEAVE HER ALONE, YA FUCKIN' WANK STAIN!'

Drizzile lobbed two Water Pulse balloons at the brutish badger, and while the first one exploded harmlessly across the back of his head, the second one successfully staggered him. The Obstagoon turned around and faced Drizzile, drunkenly stumbling around in the process while he struggled with trying to look directly at her.

'Hey, wot the 'ell are you tryin' to pull? And why... urgh, why are there so many of ya...?!'

Now that he was successfully confused, Drizzile darted past the Obstagoon as he took a clumsy swing at her and fell flat on his face and took her place at her trainer's side. Gloria was on her feet now, but Drizzile was still concerned after taking such a nasty fall.

'You alright there, Miss Gloria? That was a real nasty spill you took back there...'

Drizzile communicated her worries by frowning up at her trainer and cocking her head, which was more than enough to get her message across.

"I'm alright, Drizzile. Don't worry!" Gloria assured, patting Drizzile on top of her head before turning to her Rotom Phone, which was hovering by her side. "YOU! What the hell was that about?!"

'Yeah, what gives?!' Drizzile added, threateningly tossing a mud balloon in her hand while the Rotom Phone nervously backed away, 'You could've gotten her killed with that stunt you pulled!'

"Believe me when I say that I am deeply, deeply sorry for intervening!" the Rotom apologized sincerely, "But I simply could not allow you to catch that Obstagoon! It is far too powerful!"

"Yeah, which is why I tossed a Quick Ball at it, you fool!" Gloria hollered, "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to catch that thing before his head clears!"

Gloria pulled out another Quick Ball and tossed it at the Obstagoon, who was now grumbling and cursing under his breath as he shouted threats to the right of Gloria and Drizzile while still stumbling around like a drunken lout. But like before, the Rotom Phone shot out another ray of energy that made the ball uselessly bounce off the Pokemon.

'GAH! STOP THROWIN' THINGS AT ME, YA CHEEKY... YA... CHEEKY...'

The Obstagoon flopped back over with his rear end sticking straight into the air. A comedic sight for sure, but Gloria and her scaly companion were far too worked up to see the humor in it.

"Rotom, STOP IT!" Gloria growled as she grabbed yet another ball, only for the Rotom to obstruct it's path towards the confused Pokemon. "Seriously, what is your problem?!"

"I'm sorry Miss Gloria, but I cannot permit this to continue! You do not have enough badges to legally catch that thing!"

"I... what... WHAT DO YOU MEAN, I CAN'T LEGALLY CATCH IT?!" Gloria hollered while Drizzile rolled her eyes.

"The law forbids trainers from catching Pokemon whose power exceeds their badge count! You're a league trainer Miss Gloria, you should know this by now!"

"Wha- But- But I..." Gloria threw her cap to the ground with a snarl. "But it's a shiny Pokemon! Do you have any idea how rare those are?! By the time I meet the standards of this cockamamie badge restriction, it could be long gone! I-I might never see another shiny again for the rest of my life!"

"That's just the way things work, Miss Gloria," The Rotom Phone answered stuffily, "The law is the law, and I'm afraid that you must adhere to it! Now I highly suggest that we flee before-"

'Oh sod off, will you?!' Drizzile cut in with a hiss, 'Let the girl 'ave her shiny!'

"And make a criminal out of her in the process? Absolutely not!"

'You stubborn arse! I oughta-'

*Grrrrrrr-OURRRRRRRRRRRRRROWL!*

Drizzile wanted to give Rotom an earful, but her train of thought was derailed by the rumbling of her stomach. It's growls were so ferocious that they made her potbelly visibly ripple, and she frowned as she clasped a mitten-like hand over it's rubbery surface.

'Cripes, that was loud! I 'spose roaming around this dreary shithole worked up an appetite...'

Drizzile's gut burned with a ferocious hunger, burbling and churning noisily as images of curry and freshly caught Magikarp danced around in her mind. And unfortunately for her, her gut's growling didn't escape the notice of Gloria's chatterbox of a Rotom.

"My, my! You must be absolutely famished, yes?" Rotom asked the blushing lizard, whose stomach replied with a bubbly *Glurrrrrrburrbrrbl*. "Ho ho! Well then, since catching that shiny Obstagoon is a fruitless endeavor, why not break for lunch? After all, people are prone to making rash decisions on an empty stomach! I'm certain that once you have a belly full of curry, you'll come to realize how foolish you look trying to subvert the laws of the land!"

Drizzile growled irately and gave her noisy stomach a good, solid thump. She didn't want to admit it, but she was starving and Rotom had a point. As long as he was around to disable Gloria's Pokeballs, trying to catch that shiny Obstagoon would be a waste of time. So maybe she should go get something to eat...

'No. NO! No way in 'ell am I lettin' that no-good busybody 'ave his way!' Drizzile thought angrily to herself as she watched the Obstagoon continue to fruitlessly stumble and stagger around before falling a third time, 'Gloria's been nothin' but sweet and kind to me, dammit! Wot kinda Pokemon would I be if I broke 'er heart like this?! Feh, I'd be a bloody awful one, that's what. I can't let my gut pull a fast one on me...'

Drizzile's gaze shifted back to the Rotom Phone and oddly enough, she could feel her empty stomach's churnings intensify. Her hunger pangs grew stronger, her stomach let out a noise that could only be described as a bassy snarl, and all kinds of strange thoughts began drifting through her mind.

'Huh. 'Till now, I never noticed just how nice that Rotom looks. That shade'o orange is quite bold an' vibrant, kinda like a Magikarp's skin...'

'Heh, and when his screen's off. He kinda looks like a bar'o chocolate.'

'Bar'o chocolate... Magikarp...'

'Wonder wot he tastes like...'

*GuuuuuuuRRRRRRRRRRRuuuuumble...*

Drizzile's stomach roared with hunger, and a naughty little grin slid across her face as a realization suddenly dawned on her: she could make Gloria happy AND get something to eat...

'Ya know, Rotom? Yer right: I 'spose I COULD go for a snack...'

"Ah, there we go! I'm glad you were willing able to listen to reason!"

'And I'm glad you were willin' to volunteer!'

"Excuse me?!"

Rotom never saw it coming: during his brief exchange with Drizzile, she held a hand behind her back and summoned a mud balloon. Thanks to being caught off guard by her statement, Drizzile scored a direct hit with her Mud Shot attack and plastered him against a tree. Crying out in pain thanks to the type disadvantage, the Electric type shook himself rapidly while his phone vessel began to smoke a bit.

"Drizzile, what in the world are you do-"

He was silenced when a long tongue lashed out and slapped against his face.

'Shut yer gob!'

Drizzile retracted her tongue and ended up with the Rotom Phone peeking out of her mouth. He cried out in fear, and was silenced when Drizzile tilted her head back and swallowed. A rectangular bulge traveled down her throat, and the hungry lizard grinned as she placed a hand to the bulge and slowly traced it's path down her throat, past her chest... and into her stomach, where the phone dropped in with a faint acidic splash. Immediately Drizzile's hunger pangs were lessened, and her stomach's roars and growls died down into small, satisfied burblings. The Pokemon herself sighed happily, and belted out a tiny burp as she gave her gut a hearty slap.

'Ha ha! That oughta keep 'im outta our hair!' Drizzile giggled gleefully, 'Alright Gloria, how's about you catch that shiny so we can get outta 'ere?'

Gloria was utterly lost for words, simply gawking at her hungry Pokemon for a few quiet seconds... before slapping a hand to her face and guffawing with an uproarious fervor that betrayed her status as a native to Galar's northern highlands.

"Well that's one way to solve a problem, innit?!"

Right on cue, the shiny Obstagoon that was all but forgotten about had finally gotten back on his feet, his head clear and fangs gritted with murderous intent. He sprinted towards Gloria and Drizzile on all fours, and the trainer and Pokemon shared a glance and nodded in solidarity.

"And speaking of problems, let's take care of this one, yeah?!"

Drizzile readied another mud balloon, but it wasn't necessary: due to how long this "battle" had gone on for, Gloria opted to throw a Timer Ball for maximum efficiency. And thanks to the Rotom Phone being confined to Drizzle's prison of a stomach, Obstagoon not only went into the ball in a flash of light but stayed put long enough for the ball to lock itself after a few wiggles and a click. And just like that, Gloria had caught her first ever shiny Pokemon, and as indicated by the way she stomped in place and squealed excitedly, she was absolutely over the moon.

"YES YES YES! Oh, I can't believe it! I... I actually caught a shiny Pokemon! Ha, just imagine the look on that Hop prat's face when I send this handsome fellow out to fight 'im! Oh, thank you so much!" Gloria swept up Drizzile in a Bewear hug, noisily jostling the contents of her stomach in the process. Drizzile chuckled and flashed her trainer a thumbs up when she was relinquished from her iron grip.

‘Heh. Don't mention it, luv.’

Happy as these two were, there was a certain third party who didn't share their enthusiasm regarding Gloria's most recent catch...

"MISS GLORIA, HOW COULD YOU?!" Rotom's voice cried out from within Drizzile's gut, his already muffled voice nearly drowned out by noisy digestive gurgles, "You allowed that horrible delinquent of a Drizzile to swallow me, and proceeded to break the law on top of that? You should be ashamed!"

‘Aw, shut up ya fat dobber,’ Drizzile scolded, grabbing her paunchy stomach and jiggling it around while the disoriented Rotom cried out from within, ‘The world's not gonna end just 'cause Gloria didn't follow some stupid law, ya know.’

"P-P-Perhaps!" Rotom sputtered, audibly dizzy from Drizzile's jostling, "B-But her career as a trainer is finished! Once I inform the league about what just transpired, she'll be forced to relinquish her license!"

Both girls cried out in frustration.

"WHAT?!"

‘YOU TWAT!’

"I am truly sorry, but I already told you: laws are non-negotiable and must be followed! If you break one, then reporting you for doing so is the right thing to do! Please believe me when I say that it's nothing personal, but this is unacceptable behavior and I won't stand for it!"

Drizzile could see tears welling up in Gloria's eyes, and she could have sworn that she heard the girl's heart break at the mere thought of her license being revoked and her Pokemon being taken away. She had done some light reading and knew that Pokemon trainers caught breaking the law would be blacklisted not just from the Official Galar league, but a number of smaller local leagues, as well as larger leagues the world over. Her life would be over, and as her best friend and trusted partner? Drizzile couldn't allow that. She wouldn't allow that.

"I am going to place a call to the League headquarters, and-"

With reflexes that would make her more powerful Inteleon brethren proud, Drizzile flung a mud balloon into the air, and lashed it with her tongue and swallowed it in the blink of an eye. It's flavor was disgusting but she didn't even flinch as she swallowed it down, and once it landed in her stomach...

"GAH!"

It exploded with a loud *SPLUT!* and the Rotom Phone's voice trailed off as it was KO'd by the attack. Drizzile pinched her flabby gut and gave it a good jostle and smacked it after that, but aside from an increasingly loud stream of digestive gurgles, no other noises could be heard meaning that Gloria's career wouldn't be ending anytime soon.

"Drizzile..." the girl asked meekly, "Did you... did you-"

‘Not yet,’ Drizzile replied with a shrug, ‘But he ain't lastin' much longer in me gut. You ain't losin' your license anytime soon, luv.’

Gloria wiped her teary eyes with her coat sleeve, and laughed softly as she hugged Drizzile once more. "Thank you! Thank you so much! I thought my life was over just now..."

‘No worries luv, I ain't about to sit around and let someone's life get ruined just 'cause they didn't follow some dumbass restriction that literally no other region has.'

Drizzile's stomach let out a particularly noisy gurgle, which seemed to indicate that the KO'd Rotom just had the last of his life drained from him. Gloria seemed to understand what was going on, and frowned as she placed a hand on Drizzile's soft belly.

"Well, sounds like your gut took care of him, yeah? I guess he deserved it for trying to ruin me life, but... I dunno, I don't feel quite happy about it..."

‘But you DO feel happy about being able to keep challenging the league, yeah?’ Drizzile asked, reaching into Gloria's coat pocket and showing her her small collection of badges. This put a smile on her face as she took it and patted her reptilian friend on the head.

"Well that's one way of looking at it, ha ha... Thanks again for helping me out, Drizzile. I truly appreciate it!"

‘No prob, luv. But uh... I've got a little somethin' to ask. Might be in bad taste due to wot 'appened to Rotom an' all, but... well...’

*GRRRRRRRRRRRRROWL!*

Drizzile's stomach roared so loudly it practically echoed through the Wild Area itself: a Steelix stopped rapidly spinning in place and turned it's head in curiosity, and a flock of Wingulls floating aimlessly all rigidly turned around to face Drizzile as well. Dark blue blush crept into her face, and she meekly cleared her throat and pointed towards their campsite.

‘I'm... well, I’m still just a wee bit peckish. Mind if we break for lunch?’

Gloria snorted with laughter before patting her friend on the head. "Of course we can! I can imagine that a single cell phone mustn't be too terribly filling, so I'll fix us up a nice, big pot of curry. How's that sound?"

‘Bloody perfect,’ Drizzile said with a grin, her stomach rumbling with anticipation as she and her trainer walked hand-in-hand back to their campsite...