This is my part of a trade with  blazarfruit with a story about two pokemon and some stuffing and popping.

Goodra wants to help both the fish and her Charizard friend when the big pokemon gets hungry. It's a good thing that she has the skill to stuff others with her slime-covered tail. Though, she might have gone overboard.
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On a nice lovely sunny day, a friendly and loving gooda, a pokemon that’s coated in slime and mostly swims around in water, like the lake she loves to enjoy and spend her time at. It was a beautiful lake, with it’s blue wavy color with a clear reflection of her face and body, fishes swimming around as the goodra knows that they will be safe from any harm. She loves those fish and calls them her friends since she doesn’t get that many in the outside world, or the city where most pokemon are. Sometimes she would name them but would forget who is who. But just as she was about to go for a nice swim with the fishes, she heard wings flapping above her. Looking upwards into the sky, she can spot a familiar pokemon that the goodra has met before. It was a charizard, with its orange colored skin, a flaming tail, sharp teeth, and a round pot belly, it wasn’t difficult to understand who this was. “I wonder what he wants now.” She said with curiosity. She never understood what this certain charizard wanted. For example: last week, he came by to see if he could take some berries from the forest to eat, which she didn’t mind since it wasn’t her forest to begin with. Though there are rumors that he might have fought with someone who actually was protecting those berries. She doesn’t know who won but the fact that the charizard is still alive does give some hint.

The charizard circles around the lake like a hawk, eyeing the fish that swim under there. His stomach growls with hunger and he doesn’t want to go to a battle on an empty stomach. Swooping down, rather than going to the lake, he heads for the shore once he sees his friendly goodra there. Landing on his two sharped feet, he shakes his wings and waddles over to the goodra. “Hey there. It’s nice to see you again.” He said, greeting her as he smiles.

Goodra smiles too, happy to see the charizard. “I’m happy you came back. How is everything going?” She asks, starting a conversation for him.

“If I’m being honest, I'm hungry. I haven’t been able to get anything to eat and the stupid new laws keeps stopping me from going into restaurants.” Charizard says with disappointment and frustration.

“New laws?” As someone who rarely goes into the city, she doesn’t know anything about what changes or innovation happens around there. Though she does hope that they don’t try to come over to her territory to take over.

“Yeah, all big pokemon aren’t allowed to eat inside restaurants since we “destroy” things by our size.” He lets out a scoff and rolls his eyes. “Now we have to find our own food or just wait for someone to deliver us food.” It wasn’t an easy life being a charizard having three times the hunger than any other normal pokemon. His pot belly can show goodra how much he eats on a daily basis. That’s why he’s been staring at the lake with all the fish in different sizes, all in which he would love to eat. “But I’m not one to wait for some person to hand me a small meal. I want that!” He extends his arm and points right at the lake before licking his lips with a desired motive to eat.

It only took a second for it to click in her head, the charizard was planning on eating her friends. “What!? But I can’t let you eat those fish, they’re my friends!” The goodra told him, protecting those fish from the hungry pokemon.

The charizard whines with his stomach growling even louder. “Oh come on, just one…..please….” He begs like an arcanine that did something bad. “I know that you’re friends but fish can reproduce themselves, you know that right?” He did have a point, fish can always reproduce. But it felt wrong for the goodra, they were creatures that she can care about. If he were to eat just one, she wouldn’t like it at all.

“I…don’t know…let me think….” How exactly can the goodra save both the fish and her charizard friend? She doesn’t even know what else he eats besides the fish and berries and if the city weren’t going to change that law, the charizard was out of luck. While thinking, the goodra ignored the sounds of the charizard's grumbling belly, unable to stop. The charizard rubs his gut, trying to ease it while he waits for the goodra to finish brainstorming. Suddenly, something pops into her mind. She recalls a battle she had with another pokemon, a snorlax bigger than the charizard. The goodra thought that the only way to win the battle was to fatten him up with her special ability, a tail made of slime with the possibility to force feed him into immboile. It was the perfect idea and can satisfy the charizard to where he wouldn’t eat the fish. With her tail waving around and dripping goo onto the ground, her idea was getting better. “I got it! Open your mouth, would you?” She requests.

The charizard thought that she was actually going to give him a fish to eat. So happily, he opens his maw wide open as she tells him to. “Ahhhh-GLK!” Slime was shoved right into his mouth, right from her tail. “Mmmfh!?” He muffles, in question to what she was doing with her tail in his mouth.

“Trust me, you won’t regret it.” The charizard already does once he feels his cheeks swell up with the slime before being forced to swallow it down his throat. Just like chugging water from a hose, there was no stopping. Soon, he could feel the heaviness to the slime filling his belly up, but not yet has it expanded. “There, tasty?” She asks, giving him more as he was still nervous.

Then again, he can’t lie. It was tasty for some reason and he couldn’t just rebel against this. He knows that she’s trying to help him so he wouldn’t eat the fish. Placing both hands on his belly, he can feel his own gut slowly swelling up like a water balloon. “Mmmfh….” He isn’t sure when he will be full, but he trusts the goodra that she’ll stop.

The size of a beach ball, she doesn’t stop there. She wanted to make sure he could stay full so he wouldn’t have any room for those fish. With the charizard chugging away, the goodra looks back at the lake and watches the fishes swim around. She’s happy for what she’s doing, even if it was a strange but an excellent idea. “On the bright side, my slime doesn’t have a ton of calories so you won’t have to worry about those fat rolls.” The goodra jokes as the charizard huffs at her for that tease. “Sorry, just trying to lighten you up.” At least she’s being nice about it.

The pokemon’s belly rounds out and blocks his view to see the ground beneath him nor his feet. Not only that, but he was struggling to stand as it was getting heavy. With grunts and loud huffs, his legs weaken and flops his butt on the ground with his belly jiggling like jello. “Mmmmmfffhhhhh….” He groans, getting a bit too full. The charizard starts to worry if she’ll ever stop at all. “Mfh?” He muffles again but with concern. How big does she want him? His belly was about the size of a yoga ball, but his skin is getting tighter.

“Sorry buddy, I really gotta make sure that you don’t eat any fish.” She can’t make any promises that she would let him off easily. By the time he seems overstuffed and nearly bursting, she’ll stop.

Now this worries the charizard, with the creaking coming in soon and that painful feeling of his taut gut going to explode like an overinflated balloon. His arms couldn’t reach his entire belly, only the sides as they stretched more. The poor guy huffs and wheezes, shutting his eyes before he can feel his midsection at its limit. “MMMFFFHHHH!” He muffles loudly, giving the goodra the sign that he’s gonna pop.

By the color of the pokemon’s belly from orange to a transparent shade of her own slime, she knew that it was time to be done. It was now the size of a boulder, huge and taut with slime. “Don’t worry, it’s all fine.” She said as she released her tail right out of the charizard’s mouth. “See? You’re still okay.”

“I feel…..gah….tight!” He whines, trying so hard not to burst. “D-did you really have to risk doing that?” He wishes that all of that slime would go straight for his other body parts so he wouldn’t have to deal with a taut belly.

“It was either that or never forgive myself for letting you eat those fish.” The goodra wasn’t going for the second one and had it ruin her life. Those fish mean everything to her, even if she actually did risk almost bursting the charizard. “Though I could have pop you if you ever did eat one.”

Thank god he didn’t, but something didn’t feel right. The tight pain still grows and it was just a second away from popping. “Umm…am I still growing?” He asks with concern as he can feel it expanding still without her stuffing him.

“Huh?” The goodra doesn’t have a clue what he’s talking about until she presses her hand on his taut belly. Hard as a rock, it was still getting worse. “What? How is that pos-” It just came back to her, the gas must be expanding inside. From his heated stomach and her slime that bubbled under heat, it was going to turn his belly into a boiling and creaking gut. “I might have forgotten that you were a fire breathing dragon.” She softly chuckles with nervousness as she takes a few steps away from him.

“W-wait! G-gah! It’s too much! H-help me!” He screams as his belly lets out one last groan before his belly bursts open with slime coming out and exploding all over the ground and the rocks. “Ugh…..” The charizard groans, fine and his belly all bandaged up. “That was rough.” He slowly stood up on his feet again, easing his belly as it was sore.

The goodra is relieved that the charizard is okay and still alive. “Phew, that was a close one. For a second I thought you were a goner.” Again, the charizard huffs with annoyance. He wasn’t happy that he did pop but at least he wasn’t hungry anymore. That slime must have satisfied him enough that he didn’t want to eat the fish anymore. “I’m terribly sorry that your belly burst.” She apologizes as she reaches her hand out to rub his belly gently.

“It’s fine…I guess.” He didn’t know what to do now. Feeling full and tired, the charizard believes that it was time to go. “Thank you anyway. Maybe tomorrow we can try that again without you popping me?”

The goodra was surprised that he wanted to do that again, even if the worse had come. “Really? You liked it?”

He shrugs his shoulders. “If it’s free, then I’ll get some. Not to mention that it was tasty.” That pleases her a lot to know how much he loved the slime. “Got to fly now, see you tomorrow.” He soars back into the sky with his wings, flapping them as he heads out back to the city where he will rest at. As for the goodra, she goes back to the lake, now having the time to swim around with the fish. While pondering at the fact that she could help a ton of pokemon with this special ability with that new law ruining them for good. Then again, she’ll have to be careful not to pop them like the charizard.