Oddly drawn to her engorged, squirming, prey-filled belly, he hesitantly came closer and began to massage it, feeling the live Rattata's weak struggles. It was so disturbing... yet, oddly arousing in ways he didn't quite understand. Sasha sat on his shoulder, watching, seeming interested... and a bit jealous. The Deerling, for her part, just laid back and let him work, letting out soft moans and coos.
"Did you really eat an entire Pokemon?" he murmured in awe as he felt the kicking start to die down, the muffled voice fading slightly. The Deerling nodded proudly to his surprise. "And... you enjoyed it?" Another nod.
Her stomach grumbled and began to shrink under his hand, just fast enough to be visible. It was so bizarre, yet he couldn't take his eyes off of it. Feeling like he'd done enough, he rose to leave... only to find the Deerling rising to follow him. He looked back at her in surprise, then after a moment asked, "... Do you want to come with us?"
The Deerling nodded again, giving him a smile. "You understand that if I catch you, you'll have to follow my rules, right?" The Deerling seemed to mull this over, then grinned naughtily and nodded again.
"Well... okay then." Leon pulled out a Pokeball and tossed it at her, watching as it shook and clicked, affirming that she'd accepted being his Pokemon.
"What on Earth is this world," he murmured to himself, wondering how he'd managed to catch such a strange Pokemon with such ease.
Shaking his head, he decided to plan out his next move.
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