Day 1 I have set out on my journey to find my soulmate. I shall find him someday. I know he is searching just like me. I will update tomorrow when I land. Day 2 The worst happened to me. It was a foggy night and I crashed. I hurt one of my fins badly. I don't know when I'll be able to take off and continue my search. Day 4 I've been tending to my wounds well for the past couple of days. I'm hungry though. Something's coming so I must finish this entry quickly. Day 4 cont. It was an Audino! She helped fix my fin, but I still cannot take off. She invited me to stay at her village. Day 5 It was nice to sleep somewhere comfortable instead of on rocky plateaus. I had a nice curry meal. The Audino will introduce me to the village tomorrow. Day 6 The village was full of other Pokemon, all of whom range from chubby to very obese. There is a group of flabby Lopunnies who ran from their cruel master. What they told me was upsetting, but now they can eat and get fatter. They like
The winter chill of Galar is brutal for any non-Ice Pokemon, even moreso for Dragon types. A Goodra, seeking refuge from a bitter wind, finds an abandoned den. She scrambles inside as the storm rages outside. As the wind howls, a sweet scent hits her nose. Whatever was in this den had left a huge pile of Berries behind. Hungrily, she raced to the pile and started eating. Finally, she was full. As she rubbed her stuffed belly, she drifted to sleep. However, the Dynamax particles gathered around her and she started growing. The power of the transformation shot a beam of light into the sky above the Wild Area. A trainer climbed into the den with three other trainers. The Goodra had woken up now and saw the four staring her down. Suddenly, as if she lost control, she attacked! The power of the Dynamax energy frenzied her. Her extra blubber aided her defense. A trainer's Solrock kept using Cosmic Power. But the trainer who entered the den was determined. She ordered her partner Sylveon to
Gultor repeatedly hit a heavy bag. He was deep in the zone. So deep, he didn't realize his Toxicroak claws were glowing purple as he tore the bag. "Huh." He said. "Still learning new things about this body." He picked up his water bottle and walked off. A flabby Cinderace sat on a creaking metal bench and was gasping. "You ok Cynder?" Gultor asked. The Cinderace huffed as she struggled to stand, her bulbous gut wobbling. "I've made no progress." Cynder said annoyedly. "In fact, I keep getting fatter." Gultor nodded as he sipped. "I used to be someone." She said sadly. "A fit, slim battler for the Motostoke Centiskorches. It was glorious. But that stupid leg injury led me to being cut from the team. Now look at me." Gultor knelt down to meet her eyes. He knew what she was going through. Many of the residents of Widon felt like that at times. They'd try to lose weight, but get back into gluttony. He wanted to tell Cynder that. She stood and walked off. Cynder slammed the door behind her
*dingading* The bell on Mystic Cakes' door rang as a plump figure walked in wearing a black hoodie. "Down in a minute!" Delia's voice called. The stairs creaked as the obese Delphox waddled down. It was clear she was getting too big for her bakery. "How *huff* can I *huff help you?" She panted. The figure pondered. "I'll take...two Deep Midnight cakes." She said as her stomach growled. She blushed. "M-make that three. And some cupcakes and cookies." Delia chuckled warmly as she prepped the order. She handed the boxes over and the figure walked. Once outside, she removed her hood to reveal an Absol with piercings on her horn and nose. She walked down the main street of Widon to her house. She grabbed keys out of her hoodie pocket. Inside, she set down the boxes on her kitchen table. She knew how good the bakery was since a gift basket had arrived on her first day. "Good AND fattening." She thought as she patted her large gut. She chuckled and sat down on a chair that was eclipsed by
"More? Really?" A trainer asked. Their Gardevoir nodded her flabby head. She was huge, very huge. She was getting to the point where she struggled to stay standing. But that didn't stop her. This Gardevoir had a secret. Her trainer fished out another Deluxe Poképuff and climbed to the mouth of the Psychic-Fairy wall of fat. After 10 more, she was satisfied. At that point, the sun was setting and her trainer recalled her to her Great Ball. "Good night, all." They said. But little did they know, Gardevoir's hunger was just starting. As the Kricketunes delelelewooped throughout the night, more Poképuffs were being teleported into the Great Ball. The next morning, the trainer was walking when a shiny Azurill jumped out in front of them. They grabbed their strangly heftier Great Ball and threw it. It landed with a weak thud until *KRAK* a massive wall of flab obscured the shiny prize. "Um..." The trainer was dumbfounded. "Gardevoir...use Moonblast...?" The attack weakened the Azurill and
Snow crunched beneath the boots of the young woman as she trekked through the unfamiliar territory. Floating near her was a small, blue machine with digital looking eyes on a screen. "Oh, Snowball. It's bad enough that Winston's experimental machine malfunctioned and sent us here, I just wish I knew where here was," stated the woman as she snuggled deeper into her blue parka to try and keep warm. Snowball let out a few beeps and boops as he took in his creator's words. He scanned the area in hopes of finding answers and/or shelter for his creator. After a few seconds, he let out a small victory fanfare, catching the woman's attention. "Did you find something, Snowball?" With another beep, Snowball floated on ahead with the woman close behind. As they kept going, the woman could see the makings of a town coming closer and closer. They soon reached their destination with a nearby sign giving them some semblance of a location. "Chirchester?" questioned the woman. She then
Viora walked out of Cyllage Boutique with a bag in her hand. She was getting her shopping done before Winter's Festival and needed to wrap her gift. She turned and saw Lily and Marie near the cliff. "Almost got it, Lil." Marie said. The obese Lilligant sighed. "It's too hard, Marie." She huffed. Viora walked over. "Training?" She asked. Marie nodded. "The World Rollers is starting here in Cyllage City. Only problem is this hill. Lily can't get enough speed going." Lily used her leafy arms and rolled. She made it halfway before rolling down. "I can't do it!" She cried. She kept trying. Suddenly, Viora had an idea. "Try pushing off the wall with your legs." She said. Lily tried it and made it up and was able to make the turn. Marie raced up and hugged the Lilligant. "We've been at this for weeks." Marie said. "Thank you so much!" The next day Viora woke up eagerly. The World Roller race at Cyllage City was today. She couldn't wait. She woke up her friends and they made their way to the
Delia stood at her cake display hungrily. Her stomach growled as she admired the pastries. Pheox walked into the bakery and saw his wife staring at the food. "Um...hon?" He said. "You haven't picked yet?" He walked to a corkboard near the oven. "Hm. No deliveries." He said. Pheox walked back to his wife, but a piece of paper caught his eye. "Cake of Girth?" He asked. Delia's stomach roared. She nodded, clutching at it. "Need my strength today." She replied. "I have the ingredients and it takes a while to make." Pheox typed on his phone. "I just looked it up." He said. "'This pastry is the most calorie rich food, capable of satisfying a Snorlax. Legendary bakers have tried, but none have succeeded. It is said if made unsuccessfully, their career is over.'" Delia nodded, mouth full of cake. "And I will. My grandma tried and almost made it perfectly but failed in decorating." She reached for a Pink Dreamcloud cake. "If I succeed, I can break 700." She grabbed two Seafoam Beachday cakes