You are Catherine, the premier Pokemon Professor of the land. As one might expect of the Vorre region, your specialty is Pokemon consumption and digestion. Under your watchful eye, thousands of Pokemon (and a few troublesome lab assistants) have met their ends, becoming the squishy fat of those Pokemon fortunate enough to be selected in the control group.
It was in fact your research fifteen years ago that lead to the trainer reformation technology that takes much of the danger out of human-to-human vore. Before then, Pokemon training and battles were reserved only for the most confident, fearless of trainers. Now a new generation of wimpy and incompetent trainers prowl the lands, ripe meals for seasoned veterans and wild Pokemon alike.
Appearance-wise, you've got a moderately youthful look for a woman in her late thirties. Few wrinkles line your face and your (dyed) blonde hair looks as luxurious as it did in your teens. The bright color contrasts beautifully with your bronze-colored skin. You sport feminine hips and average-bust.
Heads don't turn when you pass, but you're just happy you've managed to avoid become an obese blubberball like your sister Melanie has. A trainer at a nearby Gym, she's well known throughout the land as a vore-fanatic; losers who fall to her in battle must surrender their entire team as an offering or face their demise in her gullet. Somehow, she managed to override your reformation technology, much to you (and many other trainers) annoyance.
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