Deep in the forest resided a Sylveon who was taking a much-deserved rest up against a tall, towering tree. He was very thankful for his whole body being covered in the tree's lengthy shade because any sort of discomfort could cause his now bloated stomach to act more agitated than it already was! Sylveon, being the adorable Pokemon he was, convinced a wandering Pokemon trainer to give him the fast food meal they were about to devour for themselves: A beefy hamburger complete with melted cheese, crunchy lettuce, juicy tomato slices, spicy onions, and tasty ketchup, along with some crispy fries as a side and a large orange soda to wash it all down. To say that he enjoyed it would be an understatement, and an even bigger one for his stomach's satisfaction too. It viciously churned away at the greasy food before it turned into intestinal gas, way more that Sylveon could actually handle. His belly was the size of a basketball and burbled softly while he moaned for help, hoping that someone would aid him...
But alas, was he really in any actual danger? Heck no! Sylveon just loved deceiving others with his seemingly cute demeanor and he had just the plan thought up. Hold back on passing gas until someone comes, ask them to rub his belly, act apologetic after a few accidental farts, then turn on the naive victim and sit upon their face for what'll feel like hours. He couldn't wait!
Like, 'honest to Arceus' couldn't wait. His belly was getting tighter by the minute and it was only a matter of time before he would legitimately need help. Staying strong and letting some time pass, the Sylveon...
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