chapter 3 (please read the ooc stuff at the beginning)

(Before I finally do the next part, lemme just talk about something. Over 6,000 views, on my first story. That is a lot to me. Only a bit over 1,000 on this. That is also a lot to me. ...But I got stuck. I couldn't think of what to do next. And... no one asked me anything. I didn't get any messages. Nothing. I thought people would be wondering why I hadn't made a new chapter but... this story only has 1 Comment. And I haven't been asked at all about finishing this. ...So, with this new Chapter, I just want to say some stuff before I actually write the story. I won't make this the last chapter, at least not now. ...But I want to know if anyone even wants me to finish it. Please, let me know. A creator has to know if people even enjoy his work in order to have motivation to keep going.
Ok, now that that is out of the way, i'll make the chapter.)


"Pika..." It muttered, finished eating yet another entire cake, it's belly gurgling. How long had it been since it was first caught? It didn't know anymore. ...Nor did it care, as it no longer even wished to fight. The Pikachu had become completely lazy and greedy, and it definitely showed, unable to move a centimeter at all from how large and fat it had grown. It took up a bit more then an entire couch cushion, slowly jiggling all over, it's limbs completely useless, a lot of the fatness it had gained going into it's now enormous belly, and the Pikachu enjoyed it. The robot brought another large cake, setting the plate on it's huge belly and letting the Pikachu eat happily. It had stopped caring about it's trainer as well, as she had gone on longer and longer adventures, leaving the Pikachu alone with the robot, and at the time she had been gone for several months now, the Pikachu not caring if she never came back, continuing to eat cake and enjoying every bite and every flabby pound. The robot had been taking great care of the Pikachu, but also increasing how much food to give the Pikachu every meal as it gained a bigger appetite, now feeling as if it had to eat entire feasts in order to become full. The Pikachu finished eating the cake, the robot taking the plate off of it's quivering belly before going away into the Kitchen, the Pikachu simply sitting there and looking at the TV, not really paying attention to what was on. The things it only really cared about was food, and the robot, as the robot was the only way it was able to even eat anything now. It's ears perked up as it heard the robot coming back, bringing a mixing bowl filled with ice cream, and a massive spoon, putting the bowl on the Pikachu's belly and beginning to use the spoon to help the Pikachu eat, feeding it large chunks of the cold desert, the Pikachu continuing to eat, still not full...