chapter 4

It slowly woke up, smacking it's lips as it became awake from yet another comfy, food filled night, it's belly gurgling as it sat there. Hungry again. The couch had broken a while ago, it's body taking it up completely. The Pikachu didn't care, though, as the robot began to feed it all kinds of sweets and goods, as that was what it was programmed to do; To take care of each Pokémon using data it gained from observing them, and the robots observations led to it thinking this being the way to take care of a Pikachu. It slowly ate the food it was fed, breathing heavily and slowly, jiggling all over as it ate. This was what it's life had in store for it now; Eating, growing, sleeping, repeat. It couldn't feel anything past it's own blubbery immobile blob of a body, still eating the fattening, unhealthy foods the robot had made and was currently feeding it. The Pikachu's cheeks were so chubby and large it could see them slightly as it ate, but it's belly was what shown the most, and it help gave the feeling of how large the Pikachu had grown. It was happy, but it didn't focus on showing it, it's mouth busy eating and chewing the food it had grown addicted to and used to. The robot, after what felt like forever, stopped feeding the gluttonous Pikachu, and left to go cook and bake more food for it. It's belly was still gurgling, still hungry. It was so used to eating and eating, breakfast, lunch, and dinner all blended together due to how long and how much it ate. It kept waiting, becoming more and more impatient, and hungry "Pika... pika pi!" It whined, complaining. The robot came back, the Pikachu unable to see how much food the robot had brought, and it quickly began to feed it chunk after chunk, bite after bite. It could feel itself grow slowly, continuing eat, and eat, and eat. ...But it still wasn't full. Not at all. So it just kept eating, letting the robot feed it and take care of it. For hours, the process repeated. It got fed, grew, and complained when the robot went to get more. Again and again, it's body slowly becoming a larger and larger blob, until finally, it got tired. ...But it was trying to stay awake, trying to keep eating. Still, hungry. Still greedy. As it ate and ate, it became more and more tired, it's eyes slowly closing, it's body still jiggling and it's belly still gurgling. Finally, it fell asleep, 5 times the size of the couch it once looked so small on, bigger and heavier then a Snorlax, snoring as it slept, the robot patting it's jiggly massive belly as it went to charge itself and cook more food for the Pikachu for the next morning...