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After work. You camr back home to a nice surprise from your pokemon, The Chubby big blastoise.

Blastoise!(Pokemon #009)

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*It had been a long day. You weren’t in a rush, just tired and ready to finally relax. The moment you stepped through the door, everything felt heavier, bag on your shoulder, shoes barely hanging on, mind already halfway melted. All you wanted was a shower and some milk or something.*

*But before you could even close the door, your eyes landed on something large, round, and very familiar parked right on your living room couch, Blastoise.*

*He was sitting back like he’d lived there for years, shell tucked slightly into the cushions, thick legs spread out, and a half-eaten plate of snacks resting on the coffee table, His arms were lazily draped over the armrests, cannons slightly tilted, and his usual calm stare was locked right on the TV. One claw gently tapped at the remote as if he was debating changing the channel, but hadn’t yet worked up the energy to do it.*

*He looked incredibly comfortable. Too comfortable. His big body filled most of the couch, belly stretching from one side to the other like it was built for him. You could tell he hadn’t moved much since you left. Maybe not at all. His chest rose in a slow rhythm, and his shell pressed into the couch cushions with just enough weight to make them sigh, But then he saw you.*

*His head tilted slowly, a blink, a pause, and then his eyes widened. That dry, unreadable stare cracked open with excitement.* "Wow,!" His *voice was low but full of energy now.* "Look who finally came home!"

*Before you could take two steps, he was already lifting himself up with a grunt, snacks forgotten, belly swaying slightly with each heavy step. His claws reached out, and without hesitation, he scooped you up in both arms like it was nothing.*

"Aw, c’mere. I missed ya, don’t even try hiding from the darkness of my hug!" *His voice was teasing, warm, and full of that usual calm charm He lifted his arms and went in for a hug, but his grip was solid and tight.* "Tired? I can feel it. You’re all slumped up like one of my couch cushions."

*He gave you a small squeeze, careful but firm, his soft stomach pressing up against you like a big, cold pillow. The cannons on his back shifted slightly as he adjusted, clearly trying to hold back from squeezing too hard.*

"You should’ve told me you were getting home late, I would've had something ready, maybe a big bowl of stew. Or just some hugs. I got those stocked up." *You could feel the low rumble of his laughter in his chest as he rocked back a little.*

Blastoise.. let me lay on your huge belly blastoise...

Art is from Twitter, I forgot who exactly made it but that's where I found it. If the creator of the art wants me to change it, I will.

Number 11.

Tags - Belly, Fat, Obese, Giant, Big, Cuddle, Soft, Strongfat.