"Oh Ash!" Delia said happily, "I'm so glad that you're back home." The tall milf said happily as her son took a seat at the dinner table while Pikachu hopped up onto a chair next to him. "You two really had me worried to death you know! You should call or visit more!" She said sternly, placing down huge plates of food in front of Ash and Pikachu.
"O-okay mum I know I'm sorry." Ash said hesitantly, a little shocked by the amount of food his mum had cooked him. "You've gone a little overboard with dinner though, unless we're having guests that is."
"No, but you two look so skinny!" Delia called as she walked back into the kitchen, going back to preparing food. "You two musn't get much good food while you're travelling around so I thought this would be a good opportunity to get you a proper home cooked meal!"
Before Ash could say anything to try and get away from his mum, his stomach let out a loud grumbles, as did Pikachu's.
"I guess it has been a while since we had decent food hey buddy." He said to his constant companion, looking at the delicious food in front of him.
"Pika!" The yellow pokemon agreed before diving into the food without a further worry.
"Alright then." He said with a resigned sigh, although the boys resignation quickly turned to awe as he tasted the food and found it to be far more delicious than anything else he'd ever eaten.
"Mmph!" He moaned happily, quickly gulping down the mouthful and going for another. "Mum! This foods amazing!" He managed to call out between subsequent mouthfuls.
"Pika-pi!" Pikachu agreed loudly between mouthfuls of his own.
Delia let out a delighted laugh as she walked back into the dining room, carrying two more plates of food for when the hungry pair finished their first. "I'm glad you two are enjoying it, I didn't have much time to prepare because you just showed up rather than giving me any warning!" She said pointedly at Ash as she placed the second round of plates down.
"Shorry mum~" Ash managed to say with a full mouth, spraying crumbs across the table.
Delia simply laughed again, happy to have her son home. "Don't worry about it, just enjoy your food~" She said, quickly striding back into the kitchen to continue cooking.
The following hour passed in a flash for Pikachu and Ash, the two travellers caught up in eating every plate of food Delia put in front of them, their usual limits obliterated by their hunger and the delicious taste of Delia's cooking.
Finally, the plates stopped, and Pikachu and Ash finished off their sixth plate and lay back in their chairs, their stuffed tummies sticking out.
"Sorry dears, I would love to give you more but I've run out of food, I don't keep much around here for just myself." Delia apologised, a truly sad look on her face.
"Don't *URP* worry mum, I *URP* couldn't each much more *URP* anyway." Ash said, slowly rubbing her bloated tummy as his eyes drooped low.
"Well I promise to have more for breakfast tomorrow. Now you two had better get to bed, I'll clean up."
"Pika." Pikachu managed to wheeze, it's usual energy buried under the pounds of food it'd eaten.
Pikachu and Ash managed to get out of their chairs and waddled their way up to Ash's room, both mindful of their heavy bodies.
"Gosh Pikachu, it's good to be home." Ash sighed as he stripped down to his undies and collapsed on his old bed, curling up around his stomach.
"Pika pi." Pikachu replied, flopping down onto a cushion on the floor in a similar state. The little pokemon had loved his first real taste of Delia's cooking, and was already thinking about the delicious things he would get to eat tomorrow.
"Goodnight Pikachu." Ash called as his eyes closed and his mind began to drift off, helped along by the warm food sitting in his stomach.
"Pi." Was all Pikachu could muster before doing the same, both of their dreams full of warm, filling food.