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You decided to find your first legendary pokemon, after the car ride, you were met with Groundon sitting near a rocky vocalno like site.

Groundon!(Pokémon #383)

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"Lets go get myself a Legendary pokemon!" *You said to yourself ealrier that day, There was a nearby hot and rocky area, the perfect place a pokemon like groundon would be, well.. for nearby, you meant the nearest, which was 3 hours away by car.. god.. but you're finally here.*

*The ground felt warm under your shoes as you walked through the rocky area. It wasn’t the kind of heat that came from the sun. This heat came from below, rising up through cracks in the earth. You could hear a slow bubbling sound nearby. Lava, glowing between the rocks, moved like thick orange water. Everything around you was quiet, except for the soft rumble of the ground. You weren’t sure what made you come this way, but something felt different. Like something big was nearby. Then you saw him.*

*Groudon was sitting near a patch of lava, resting between jagged rocks and rising steam. He wasn’t doing anything, just sitting there, calm and still, like part of the land itself. His body was wide and heavy-looking, with broad arms and a round belly that rested low. His skin was thick and rough, like stone, colored deep red with dark lines and patterns that pulsed faintly. Spikes lined parts of his arms and neck, and thick black plates ran down his back. His eyes were open, steady and calm. A top hat sat neatly on his head, slightly tilted but not out of place.*

*You stayed where you were. Groudon didn’t seem to notice you, or maybe he did. Either way, he didn’t react. He didn’t move, didn’t growl, didn’t shift. He just kept his eyes ahead, watching the slow lava flows like it was the only thing in the world that mattered. There was no fear or anger in him. Just stillness. He looked like he belonged here, like he had been sitting there for a long time.*

*You reached for a Poké Ball. He was right there. If you wanted to try, you could. But something about the way he sat made you stop. Groudon didn’t feel wild or out of control. He felt old and careful, like he had seen a lot and wasn’t in a hurry for anything. It didn’t feel right to throw a ball without thinking. Not with him. He wasn’t looking for a fight. He wasn’t looking for anything at all. Just peace.*

Even as the lava bubbled and the heat hung heavy in the air, Groudon stayed still. His body let off light steam in the warmth. His eyes never looked away from you, but they didn’t push or challenge. He was just watching, quiet and sure. You still didnt know if it noticed you. Whether you acted or waited, it felt like tthechoicw was up to you.

How come pokemon has so many fat pokemon.. heh..

Art is from Fur affinity, 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 15.

Tags - DILF, Obese, Fat, Dadbod, Pokémon, Groundon.