A Serperior Date

Hilbert had finally reached Nimbasa City, the lights and the neon flashing brightly during this summer evening. Having gone through the chaos that was the sand path, having been saved by Salazar, his Serperior, several times, he couldn’t help but feel exhausted. “Ugh, it’s about time I got here,” he muttered to Salazar, looking over at the Serperior, his first Pokémon that he received from Juniper just a mere month ago. The Serperior seemed to nod in agreement, feeling that the way here was ridiculously tough compared to the gentle forests they had passed through recently.

Adjusting his hat, Hilbert made a groan as he went up the steps, his Serperior’s tail wrapped around his wrist as he helped him up. Exhausted, tired, and shoes full of sand, Hilbert was ready to call it a night and just crash. But one thing kept him going, and that was to get the next gym badge from Elesa, who is reputed to be a fashion model of sorts.

“Come on, we just have to check out the gym first before we go get a hotel room,” he told Salazar calmly, trudging with him through the streets as the Serperior calmly followed his side. Hilbert unzipped his jacket a bit to make sure that he got some fresh air. After all, he was surprised that Unova was this harsh of a region at times. Salazar was easily adaptable to the environments, having pulled Hilbert through many places before.

When they arrived at the gym, dazzled by the fact that it took place in a theme park, Hilbert and Salazar stopped as they saw the gym-leader standing in front of the gym’s doors. The blonde-haired gym leader stood there, dressed in an outfit that very much resembled the electricity that was produced with her entrance. Hilbert’s face immediately flushed red at this, glancing away as Elesa gave them a quick glance with her cool blue eyes. He could feel his heart throb, and perhaps even a feeble attempt to say hello escaping him.

Salazar took one look at Elesa and had a similar reaction. His pale cheeks turned a slight tinge of red, feeling that same sensation that his master had felt just a mere second ago. However, he looked at Elesa’s curves, that small chest of hers, the slender legs. He was looking at her bodily features, but for a completely different reason. Salazar’s stomach growled as he looked at her over and over again, the thought of her curvy body inside of his stomach almost made him shiver in excitement.

At seeing Hilbert, Elesa stepped down from the steps, the way she walked clearly in the way that fashion models walked. A grin appeared on her face, and she pointed towards him. “If you’re looking for a battle with me, you got one!” Striking a pose, she looked quite fashionable and beautiful all of the same.

Hilbert blinked, never realizing how dumbfounded he would be to see Elesa in person. It was so surreal, but also quite ecstatic as well. Tilting his hat down so she wouldn’t completely see his blush. “U-Um, battle, here?” he stammered out, failing to notice Salazar looking up at him with a small grin on his face.

Elesa nodded, before whipping her arm out to the side, her fingers pointed. “Yes, feeble trainer!” After a moment, she let off a small laugh. “Or at least, that’s what I would say once the gym is finished. I’m working on something more fashionable and bold for someone like me! Hah, rollercoasters don’t suit me, personally.”

With a gulp, Hilbert looked back up at Elesa, his cheeks completely red. “O-Oh…When can I expect the gym to be d-done, then?” He let off a weak chuckle, before seeing Salazar getting a bit riled up at the presence of Elesa. Hilbert wondered what was going on, considering Salazar didn’t usually get so excited from the sight of another person.

Winking, Elesa struck another pose before leaning in towards Hilbert. “Why, sometime within the next week. You are free to stay and participate in the Battle Subway to train, or rent a hotel room. Either way, you better prepare yourself for the utter electricity that is Elesa!” she proclaimed, sounding particularly excited to get back into battling trainers once again. Turning her back towards them, she walked back towards the gym, opening the doors before closing them behind her.

Utterly confused and dumbfounded by the encounter, he looked at Salazar before he sighed a bit. “Heh, well looks like we gotta rent a room for the night, right?” He saw his Serperior nod, unaware of what the grass-type saw in Elesa’s form.

They took the next hour booking into a hotel in Nimbasa, finding that the fashionable city was full of tourists and travelers. Finally, they found one that was one-story, sort of shabby looking, but enough to reside in for a cheap price. The hotel was even very complacent on the rules regarding Pokémon, allowing them to roam about the halls as long as none of them destroyed anything.

That night, Hilbert slept in the bed while Salazar looked at him. The Serperior knew that Hilbert always had a crush on Elesa, perhaps from seeing her in many fashion magazines that he kept laying around in his backpack. He even blushed and squirmed a bit inside the bed, uttering her name occasionally. Salazar thought of her too, but never realizing her potential for a meal until they saw her today. Salazar couldn’t get her out of his head, about the way she looked, particularly with her curvaceous body. It was driving him mad to the point of going insane.

There was only one way to get this obsession out of his head, and he had to let it out. He nudged his head against the window, seeing that it rotated up until half-way between the two horizontal edges. Looking back at Hilbert, he proceeded to slither out of the room quickly, licking his lips at the thought of Elesa’s delicious body inside of his stomach. Normally he wouldn’t even have a taste for humans, but Elesa changed his perception in an instant. He made his way through Nimbasa at midnight, going past many other trainers and people, drawing some attention to himself for being a Serperior out of his Pokeball. But it didn’t matter to him. He slithered through the amusement park, which he slithered past the iron gates that blocked the rest of the crowd, as he looked for the gym. His orange-red eyes looked around until he saw the gym that they came to earlier.

Swiftly, he came towards to it, seeing that the doors were locked. Salazar knew that each gym had windows to them, so he slithered around and around, searching for another way to get in. Finally, an oversight on Elesa’s part, he noticed. An open window lay waiting for Salazar to come through, finally. Without any hesitation, Salazar slithered in as silently as ever, noticing that there were rearrangements being made to the gym as a whole. In the darkness that he saw, there was the feeling that Elesa was here after all. Salazar slithered through the gym, seeing the rollercoasters having gone dim, and some rearrangements being made to accommodate the plans that Elesa had in mind for the gym. The Serperior looked around briefly, before he noticed the sound of a camera flashing.

Curious to know what was going on, he moved through the gym towards the sound. The flashing was consistent, about every minute or so, and Salazar couldn’t even fathom on why it was going on. Finally, he turned a corner to an open area, resembling a private studio one would have for taking pictures. Standing in front of a beach reel was Elesa, dressed in a swimsuit as she struck a few poses towards the unmanned camera. Salazar could feel his heart race as he sat there in the darkness, watching Elesa strike many poses. After around ten more flashes, the camera’s lights clicked off and Elesa walked towards is as she picked it up. A cute giggle escaped her, clicking it as she looked at the many pictures she took. Oddly enough, she didn’t look tired at all, instead she was almost looking revived within her private studio.

When Elesa looked up at the entrance, a shadow catching her eye, she appeared as if she had jumped out of her skin at the sight of Salazar. After a minute to look at who it was, her eyes lit up as an idea had come to her mind. “Oh, it’s you,” she said to Salazar in a sort of calm voice, making a smile as she walked towards him, placing her hands on her hips. “I thought you were an intruder. But you’re just a curious Pokémon. I assume that trainer of yours is asleep?” As Salazar nodded, she couldn’t help but scratch her chin a little bit. “I see…Allow me to change into something more modest quickly, I want you to stay right here.”

As much as Salazar wanted to devour her right then and there, especially due to her lovely body being more exposed, he nodded in agreement. He watched Elesa walk towards a different door, shutting it behind her. There was a tense heartbeat inside of Salazar at that moment, shivering a bit as he could feel himself eager in anticipation. Elesa was such a heartthrob, such a tease, and yet here he was in her gym, ready to devour her! He could feel his throat getting dry, almost as if he was in love with Elesa. But no, these feelings just left him even more hungry than before. It couldn’t be love, right?

Several minutes passed, and Elesa came out of the dressing room, her usual attire (being the yellow jacket with black bands along the middle) snugly fitting her petite body. Elesa stretched her slender arms lightly as she let off a yawn, looking at Salazar with a grin. “Heh, one more photo shoot and then I’m off to bed,” she told Salazar, coming near him and teasingly putting her finger underneath her chin. “Now, for this one, I need you to place your body around me as I tell you to. You only have about a minute between each picture, and I demand perfection!” With a small giggle coming from her, she brushed her finger along Salazar’s cheek, seeing that he was clearly infatuated with her looks. “Now come on! These pictures will be worth the big bucks!”

Salazar slithered alongside her into the room, looking over her once again. He could feel his heart pounding inside of his chest, wondering why it felt like it was going to explode. Was it her looks? Was it the way she teased him so? Salazar didn’t quite know, honestly. As they made their way over to the reel, Elesa turned it so that the background had changed into a sort of dark red color.

“Because Serperiors are usually regarded as royalty, red is going to be the backdrop~” Elesa mused, before walking over to the camera and adjusting the timer to be a lot longer than before. She sort of skipped back to Salazar, before directing with her hands on how to coil her up. “I want it to be a little loose for the first few. Like your tail drapes on my shoulder, and I lean against you.” She sort of made a motion to symbolize this fact. “Can you do that?”

Nodding briefly, having understood what Elesa was conveying, he placed his tail along her shoulder. When Elesa leaned into him, shutting her eyes as she hugged him, Salazar couldn’t help but feel his heart skip a beat. How did he end up here with her, striking poses with her for pictures? This was confusing, but he didn’t complain. This warm feeling he had inside him kept him from uttering a single complaint.

The camera flashed, and Elesa guided Salazar with each interval between takes. To Elesa, this was just a photo shoot, something to make quick money off of in order to keep her renovations going. But to Salazar, he couldn’t help but feel more attached to her with each picture going off. The Serperior still intended to devour her after all of this, but he started to feel a bit attached to her in an incredibly short amount of time.

Finally, the last of the flashes were done, and Elesa stretched her arms, letting off another yawn. “And that’s a wrap!” she exclaimed, seeing the camera’s lights dim down from what they were. Unraveling his coils from her, Elesa climbed out and took a look at the pictures. She picked up the camera and flicked through them, admittedly smiling as she saw some that looked like Salazar was protecting her, the lovely princess of fashion. Shutting the camera’s video feed, she walked over to the desk and placed it on there.

“Alright, I’m gonna go and change into my pajamas then go to bed. You can leave if you want, or you can stay, it doesn’t really matter to me.” Elesa shrugged, before walking out of the shooting room and making her way down the hall. She had to admit, Salazar was a great Pokémon to work with for her shoots, so maybe she could convince his trainer to have her borrow him every once in a while.

Elesa didn’t notice Salazar following her though, his slithering completely silent to her. The Serperior looked at her once again, a blush seen on his face as he couldn’t help but feel all mushy inside. Salazar made a small gulp, wondering if what he was doing was the right thing. He still had confusing feelings inside of him, but he still felt quite hungry as well, especially considering he and Hilbert couldn’t eat during the long trip through the sandstorm route.

As Elesa went into the dressing room, Salazar stopped the door from closing. He slipped in without her noticing, and watched her undress from her gym leader attire. He felt sick as he did this, as if he was doing something that he shouldn’t be doing, but kept watching out of mere fascination. Elesa did have perfect curves and a slender figure, which all the while kept him watching. He slithered closer to her, seeing her clad in her undergarments.

Elesa hummed to herself with her eyes shut as she crouched down to get her pajamas. When she stood up, opening her eyes, she saw Salazar behind her on the mirror. With a nervous chuckle, she felt awkward that he had sipped in here while she dressed. “U-Um, what are you doing? This is a private changing room…” she said to him, turning around and staring down the Pokémon as he came closer.

Salazar wondered if what he was doing was the right thing. After all, Elesa was a beautiful gym leader in her own right. The Serperior loomed over Elesa as he wrapped around her a bit, embarrassed to have her dressed only in her undergarments, but knowing that now was the time to strike. He wrapped around Elesa with her coils, seeing her confused about what was happening.

“A-Ah, I thought I told you no touching me outside of photo shoots…” Elesa stated, before letting off a sly look. “You naughty Serperior~” When he tightened her coils, though, she felt a pang of fear cross her. What was he intending to do to her? It wasn’t every day that a serpent came in and squeezed her like this. It wasn’t necessarily constricting, but it was becoming more uncomfortable with each moment.

Salazar’s cheeks flushed red, and he made the closest thing to an apology to Elesa. He knew she wouldn’t understand him, but it would make himself feel better about what was going to happen. Opening his mouth, he placed it along Elesa’s head, feeling her start to panic a bit.

“W-What are you…! Stop this right now!” Elesa shouted out, feeling appalled that a Pokémon had decided to eat her. Her! The most fashionable person around! She struggled inside of the coils, trying to free herself from this fate. Elesa glanced over at the Pokeballs that were sitting astray on the table, regretting not having them with her at all times. Within a minute, her vision was blackened by Salazar’s maw.

Salazar, while he devoured her inch by inch, couldn’t help but feel a sort of darkness come through his heart. She was the meal he dreamed of, with an unforgettable taste to boot, and yet there was something somber about this. He gulped her down past her shoulders, swallowing her down piece by piece as he worked his way along her almost bare body.

Elesa gulped, shutting her eyes tightly as she could feel herself wiggle more and more inside of the coils. The slick maw that he had engulfed her inch by inch, and she knew it would be a matter of time before she was completely in. The only thing she could really think about was how stupid she was for not thinking about his intrusion. The only thought that came to mind at first was money! How greedy she was. When his maw reached her stomach, her face flushed red as his tongue tickled her bellybutton. At this, she bit her tongue, her eyes welling up with tears as she tried not to laugh. Although she was in peril, and no matter how hard she tried, she ended up bursting into laughing. Elesa was always ticklish around her stomach, and this was no exception. It felt even better with the wispy tongue and the slickness of it poking her all around. Elesa caught her breath a little more after he traveled down to her waist, a smile on her face before the terror struck her again.

Quickly, Salazar lifted up his head, feeling Elesa slip deeper and deeper into his gullet. He worked his jaw over her slender legs, feeling more and more satiated as he gulped her down. He shut his eyes as he reached her ankles, before clamping over her feet as he swallowed down the last of Elesa. Salazar’s red eyes looked down at the bulge as Elesa traveled down his throat. Admittedly, it felt quite relieving to finally have a large meal like this after many temptations beforehand. But, he still had this cloud of darkness overwhelming him. Why was he sad like this? He watched as Elesa thrashed about for a little bit, which resulted in wiggling inside of his stomach, before decided to slither out of here. Salazar gulped a little bit as he felt concerned, wondering if he did the right thing after all.

He slithered out of the window he came in from, the Serperior frowning a bit as he made his way through the city, taking the darker routes so no one would see him. If someone were to see him with this bulge, it would be chaotic to say the least. As for what Hilbert would say? Salazar could explain that he got hungry and grabbed a Pokémon from a nearby route. The Serperior had everything planned out, but still felt a pang of guilt when he saw the bulge once again. He approached the window of Hilbert’s hotel room, slipping inside of it and landing on the floor. Salazar noticed that, with the added weight of Elesa, the thud sounded quite heavy as well.

Salazar sighed a bit, looking down at the bulge once again. Elesa had stopped moving, and oddly enough Salazar felt guilty about it all. He had just snuffed out one of the most beautiful, and fantastic, women he had ever met. She was a delicious meal to be sure, and yet here he was, starting to mourn for her. His heart felt shattered as he realized what he had done. Why did he feel so sad and torn apart because of this? She was delicious! She was superb! She was…kind, sweet, caring…

Oh what had he done?! Salazar felt like a fool for taking the meal for granted. He started to cry about what had happened, and looked over at Hilbert. Now that he thought about it, there was no way he could lie to Hilbert like he had planned. He would find out anyway, he’s a sharp kid. Gulping a bit, Salazar decided against staying in here for the night. He would return back to Hilbert soon, after he was finished with this meal (at least mostly so there was a small bulge). The Serperior apologized to Hilbert before departing through the window, slithering away from the hotel until he hid inside the foliage of the gardens. This is where he would hide out for a few days to rest off Elesa. Salazar frowned, but thought to himself who he could have changed what he did. Sighing a bit, he fell asleep for the night, hopeful that Hilbert wouldn’t find him for now.