Riolu yawned and opened his eyes. It was now nighttime. His little nap lasted longer than expected. Riolu shrugged and began to turn onto his mountain he called a belly but to no avail.
"Huh? What the-"
Riolu was tied in place with floating water that seemingly had no gravity but was still strong enough to keep the glutton in place.
"SILENCE!" A loud booming voice yelled, Riolu looked around and saw a massive shadow, at least 3 times the size of him. Riolu panicked and began to try and break free. "No! No! Please don't eat me!"
The shadow drew nearer and Riolu felt really silly, a vast swarm of tribal-looking Slowpoke appeared out of the shadows. Unlike other Slowpoke, these Slowpoke looked angry and dare he say it, smart.
A chubby Slowking stepped forward, nowhere near as big as Riolu.
"W-who are you?"
"I am Cheif Ekopwols of the Psywave tribe. But you can just call me Cheif. You drained our lake, you shall now be punished!" The Slowpoke and Slowbro surrounding Riolu took aim with bows and arrows made out of shells and swords made out of clams.
Now was the time to panic, if any of them shot Riolu he would surely pop, or worse, fart. With quick thinking for the clever fighting-type he is, Riolu made up a lie. A great lie the Slowpoke couldn't turn away.
"HOW DARE YOU TREAT YOUR GOD LIKE THISSS?!" Riolu bellowed, louder than the Slowking.
All of the Slowpoke looked pale, they quickly sheathed their weapons and immediately bowed, Slowpoke and Slowbros broke out in thousands of cries and shouts. Riolu smirked. The only one who didn't bow was the Cheif. He stood there shell shocked.
"I-I'm so sorry my liege..." Cheif muttered, "Whatever can we do to repay you, we're sure the drinking of our lake was a great reward from you, we solemnly apologize. Now, please don't eat us!"
Riolu sneered, "It is too late for that! I will devour every single one of you!" The Slowpoke cried in protest, "Unless...you do something for me..."
"Yes, anything you desire my lord!" Cheif panicked.
""First, I want you to release me of this watery prison!" Riolu bellowed,
The Slowking went pale, "I'm afraid I cannot do that..."
"And why not?!" Shouted Riolu, a bit panicked.
"Those cuffs are made to trap our worst enemies until it strangles them, so I-uh-we can eat them. That is how I-erm-we hunt my obeseness." Cheif took a few steps back. "You see, I've always wanted to be the largest Pokémon in the world, so I could appease our God, and here you are. They say you give blessings to become large like you. I crave your fat."
Just then, Riolu got an idea to break the chains.
"But of course! Here, lie down next to me underneath the chains, we shall both feast and break these sacred bonds. We both get what we desire, you become humongous, and I become humongouser and free!"
The Slowking did as he was told and lay down next to Riolu, clearly excited to become a blob.
"But beware, becoming a blob like me has great conveniences and great consequences. Once you start growing, you will never stop. Now, order your minions to bring us food, I'm starved."
Cheif nodded and shook with excitement, Riolu turned his massive head to look at the Slowpoke go and retrieve food for him. Due to his head movement, a piece of the apple fell from his jowels and landed in the Slowking's mouth. He willingly ate the apple, rubbed his tummy, then his eyes went pink as he smirked maliciously.
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