"This plan can't fail."
Dawn forced her eyes open, trying to focus on the white washed wall she was currently facing, her vision still blurred at the edges from the chloroform soaked rag that had been pressed tightly over her nose and mouth. She felt dizzy, sick to her stomach, one side freezing cold from where she had been led out against the stone floor, the sound of voices seeming as if they were coming from far away. She moved slightly, as not to draw attention to herself, soon realising her wrists were bound behind her back with a length of material, and so were her ankles. A gag was tied over her mouth, tight enough to dig into her cheeks slightly, effectively stopping her from making any sound above a muffled cry.
"So we just leave her here?"
"That's the plan! Then when the brat comes to save her, he'll be overcome by the effects, and we can take Pikachu right from under his nose. They won't be able to do a single thing about it."
Dawn gasped a little, her eyes opening wider, chasing away the lasting effects of the drug in her vision. She didn't need to recognise those voices to know who they were, only one group of people were intent on getting their hands on Ash's beloved Pikachu, taking down anyone in their way without so much as a second glance. She tried to move, to ease the stiffness in her limbs, shock soaking through her as she finally got the chance to gaze down at herself. Where previously was a flat plane of taut stomach, arching in delicately to emphasise the light flare of her hips, was a stubborn bulge of skin, pushing apart her skin tight top from the waistband of her skirt. She took in a shaky breath, her belly expanding slowly with her frightened breathing, her muddled mind trying to listen to her kidnappers over her increased heart rate.
"Full Incense: An item to be held by a pokemon. It is an exotic-smelling incense that make the holder bloated and slow moving. They'll be helpless to this. Laughter followed, Dawn's heart sinking, able to taste the strong incense curling past her gag and into her very senses, her stomach protruding painfully in proof of it's work. If Ash fell to these effects when he got there, Pikachu would be ripe for the taking.
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