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In some Pokémon cities its is considered normal, if a bit uncommon, to see Pokémon wandering around without trainers. Some of them are just trained responsibly, some of them just don't like being in Pokéballs and prefer to roam around, returning when called. A vast majority of them are just wild Pokémon who wandered in and were accepted into the community as mostly harmless.

This Lopunny was something of an outlier.

You've seen her around town plenty of times before, waddling her huge quivering body around as casually as a human would in this town. But she was the furthest from a normal sight this town had ever seen. she must have stood around five and a half feet tall, well over a foot taller than the tallest of normal Lopunnies. And on top of this, she must have weighed at least a thousand pounds with a body like hers. Her huge stomach drooped so low that it sat on the ground if she were to squat, and her titanic hips and thighs bent steel benches that she rested on in between short walks from one side of town to the other, where she acted like any other human in town.

She spoke perfectly like a human, too. that was one thing that you and just about everyone thought was most interesting about her. On a lucky day you could catch her ordering her usual meal from one of several fast food places. Typically a tray of burgers and a mound of fries topped off with what would probably amount to gallons of soda that she would often guzzle straight from the fountain. She would so casually yet so efficiently devour a stack of fast food that it made you wonder if she got all her money from competitive eating competitions. But that was the curious thing about her, and something you and several other neighbors, townsfolk, and wandering trainers had pondered over in casual conversation many times.

Where does she get all this money from?

No one's never seen her work a day in her life, as evidenced by her huge, blubbery body that only seemed to sag further and further with each day, But all the time she could be seen buying food and filling her fat, greasy maw with it. belching, groaning, wiping drool and grease from her huge wobbling chins. The most popular theory was that someone had to be giving her all this money, but who? and why? you had a feeling it was a question that would never really be answered unless you decided to ask her yourself. But there was something about that glare she always gave you when you locked eyes with her, with her pitch black sclera and dark red irises, and that fat-faced smirk that hid a malignant intelligence you never thought a Pokémon could have. Something about that glare always left you remembering something more important to go do than try to speak to her.

You saw her today, on your usual walk to work. she was standing with her hands on her fat belly, and you get a spine-tickling feeling that she'd been looking at you before you had even noticed she was standing there. Her fat ass pressed against the wall and her huge belly laying bare before her, she looked directly at you as she patted her huge stomach. by now you could notice a faint dribble of drool wetting her chins. the simple stare and seemingly content gesture was the closest thing to communication you had ever had with the Fatass Lopunny. Did she somehow know how much you thought about her and how secretly went out of your way to look for her whenever you heard she was in town? Are lopunnies psychic types? you need to check the pokedex when you get the chance.

Either way she just stood there, hands on her belly, blocking your side of the street like a big snorlax. at least she had stopped looking at you like that, but there was still something off about that smirk of hers, and the way she held her stomach in her hand like that. As you took the time to inspect her a bit further, you noticed that she was actually kneading and rubbing her huge belly silently and slowly. she must have just eaten or something, you took one last eyeful of the smug, fat creature before you stepped into the road to get around her. You unfortunately step in a puddle from last nights rain as you instinctively swerve to try to stay out of arms reach of her, and as you splash down in it and groan in frustration, you hear a soft, womanly giggle come from the direction of the lopunny.

"m-Hm-hm-hmm!"

Your frustration quickly turns into a deep-seated, instinctual anxiety, and you turn to look at her as you step back onto the concrete. You get the same feeling of closing the door behind you and running to the safety of your bed after turning the lights off as you see she hasn't moved from her spot. You shake your head, turn around, and speedwalk away, determined to get this fat slob out of your mind before work-

*BUUuuuuUUuUUuUUuUUUuuUUuuUUUuUUuUUuuUuUUURP!*

You hear a deep, rolling belch blast out from behind you, followed by the telltale rattle of a pokédex hitting the concrete. A sound you've heard plenty of times and grown more than accustomed to, as new trainers pass through your town VERY often.

You don't look back, You continue to speedwalk away, still trying to push that image of her smug, multi-chinned smirk out of your mind.
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Normally im not one for pokemon, but my amazingly talented BF (https://twitter.com/ceriole_arts) drew this amazing fat slob lopunny that we came up with and i knew i had to do a quick story for her. :)

as always, i hope you enjoy!

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