“Stoutland, use Return!” Bianca’s Stoutland was much more formidable now that she had replaced Roar with Return. It had even managed to knock out Hilbert’s Samurott. Unfortunately, it couldn’t quite do much to Chandelure even with Crunch. “Fire Blast.” And that was that. Bianca returned her Pokemon and looked dejected, but quickly bounced back. “That was fun! You’re really really amazing Hilbert!” The trainer in question waddled towards Bianca and stuck out a firm hand which was quickly shook. “You’ve really been getting so much better lately. At the rate you’re going, you could make gym leader!” Bianca responds it’s because she has such a good teacher, drawing a little closer into Hilbert’s yielding body. “It’s really because you’re such a good student,” he says as they lean in for a kiss; Munchlax makes an exaggerated vomiting noise, but they just ignore him now.
Hilbert turns around after their lips break apart. “You did good too, buddy. I think you’ve earned a big juicy steak.” The Pokemon’s exaggerated gestures are quickly replaced by drool as the three walked to the nearby steakhouse. Hilbert hadn’t stopped his Snorlax scheme of course, but he had been walking around a lot more. Now that he had received his eighth and final gym badge, the “journey” part of his journey was mostly over; besides, he liked walking around town with his date by his side since it gave them a chance to talk. When they were eating, they were both a little…distracted. But with Hilbert at 240 pounds on one hand and a cute girlfriend who loved every inch of him on the other, who could blame them?

His belly had finally split into multiple rolls, two tires of fat that stacked right on top of each other. Or they would if his bottom roll wasn’t so flabby. It was almost as if he had two guts, one smaller upper fold that’s more like a traditional belly snuggled comfortably on top of a wide flaring apron of fat that hung to his mid-thigh. A stretchy sweater covered the top roll of his big tummy well enough, although it would ride up on his navel often. Luckily, Bianca was there to tug it down for him since he couldn’t quite see his navel area these days. Part of the reason for this was because his chest had expanded again. Enough to give Professor Juniper a run for her money, they sat comfortably on his massive middle; it was almost like a third roll for his ever-expanding waterfall of flesh. Even his cheeks were puffed out, enough so that he looked even more Munchlax-like than before.
Speaking of Munchlax, his trainer had finally surpassed the food-obsessed tubby creature in weight. He had little time to comprehend this when Bianca read the scale to him since she pounced almost immediately afterwards. Honestly though, he didn’t mind. Sure, he’d get the odd glare from strangers, but his friends still treated him the same despite the odd weight-related jab. he was still one of the best trainers in his generation and he was still an entire country’s Plan B in case Alder failed. The biggest factor to his relaxed attitude towards his weight was the blonde clinging to his waist like a Remoraid to a Mantine. Now that she had been given the green light so to speak, Bianca just couldn’t keep her hands off of him. Pinching, prodding, squeezing, caressing, you name it, all was fair game. Hilbert loved every second of it.

Bianca pulled out two chairs for Hilbert to sit comfortably, his rear pancaking across the two seats, as he prepared to dig in. He even had rolls of back fat now that were squeezed out by his sweatpants. Bianca raised the fork to his mouth, keeping her hand under it as not to waste a single calorie, beaming as Hilbert’s face lit up with joy. Huh, usually Munchlax would be making some kind of complaint at the cheesiness by now, but Munchlax was deep in thought.

He really had a good gig going here. A trainer who gave him access to both rich and cheap foods depending on his mood, who let him sleep on a nice cozy bed. Heck, he was even enjoying this battling thing now. Even if you lost, your trainer would still help you up and treat you to something nice and the feeling of getting stronger and stronger couldn’t be ignored. He felt like he could dominate his old stomping grounds now and it was all thanks to his trainer. No, someone who really gets the appeal of the fat life like this isn’t just a trainer but a…friend.

“Hilbert, look!” Munchlax was enveloped by a white blinding light as the two teens high fived each other before panic set in. “Wait! No! Not indoors!” The bill was a high one, but Hilbert had finally, finally befriended his Munchlax.

	A mere three days of rest and relaxation was all they were afforded as Ghetsis himself came to tell them N was ready to challenge the Pokemon League. “Even people like the sad little Bianca, whose Pokémon was stolen in Castelia, will be unable to face public opinion and will release their Pokémon! That's the kind of world we'll make!” Hilbert stepped protectively between her and Ghetsis. The sage merely laughed and told the boy to save his, no doubt limited, energy for the coming event as he walked away, utterly confident in the victory of his side. Cheren provided a helpful way to ease his nerves as they battled to see if they were ready. Snorlax had become quite the powerhouse. Sure, he was lazy and ate even more than Hilbert again, but it was like a fire had been lit within him. To Snorlax, strength was a new third passion that he didn’t know he had.

The two friends nodded firmly to one another before taking their own paths into Victory Road. Even with his added girth, Hilbert was determined to reach the end before the end of the day. With Bianca’s support, he accomplished his goal with relative ease. League matches would begin tomorrow, so the two trainers settled in for the night. Separate rooms had been a formality for a while, but now they didn’t even bother with it. They had nothing to be ashamed of. Hilbert sighed as he rolled the Light Stone around and around in his porky hands. This was the only thing that really bothered him. Suddenly, he felt a pair of hands start to knead his soft shoulders, easing the tension in the muscles underneath. “I believe in you. I bet you could even beat N without that dumb stone.” Hilbert sighed, this time in contentment, as he thanked his friend for the kind words. He didn’t quite have her confidence level, but he knew he couldn’t lose. A world without Pokémon would be a world where she would never smile again, after all.

“This journey has made me realize there are so many things about this world I just don’t know. But watching you and Cheren and even myself grow and change has been eye opening.” Bianca had finally chosen her path, she wanted to be a Pokemon professor just like Juniper. If she could give to people what the professor had given to her, that’s all she really wanted. Now it was Hilbert’s turn to give encouragement. He had wanted to surprise her with his confession when he became champion, but now he just thought of a different surprise. That would have to wait, however. “But enough about me, and Unova, and N. This night is Hilbert night.” Bianca came around the other side of the sofa and sank into Hilbert’s big doughy blanket. She slowly began to remove her vest as the boy watched mesmerized. They continued to disrobe until they were both only in their undergarments, Hilbert in a reclining position with Bianca resting crossed legged on his stomach. “No matter what happens tomorrow, you’ll always be my hero,” she said as she kissed him gently at first, and then more passionately. His softness enveloped her as the sun set on the last day of rest.

	“Oh wait, this is my favorite part! Boom!” Bianca bounced in her seat excitedly as she watched Snorlax grip a Bouffalant by the horns and toss him aside, the camera zooming in on Ghetsis’ stunned face. Fortunately for Bianca, the two legendary dragons had blown a hole through the roof of the castle with their fighting allowing the camera crews to get in just in time for the final battle. She loved to rewatch the footage again and again especially right before work. It inspired her to do her best everyday! “Bianca, you’re going to be late for work!” Her dad shouted at her. “Right, sorry.” She put on her new pair of glasses Cheren had bought for her and was out the door. Her dad shook his head. Whatever that boy next door had done for her certainly was for the best. It almost made him grateful enough to forget that they were dating, almost.

Rushing over to the lab, Bianca waved to the Snorlax sunbathing in Hilbert’s front yard. It had become a natural part of the neighborhood, almost like another house. The children loved to bounce on his belly. A TV star Pokémon in their little Podunk! How cool! She was quickly jolted out of her thoughts when she ran face first into a large pillow like thing coming out of the front door of the lab. “Oh, sweetie, I didn’t see you there. Let me *huff* I’ll just *ugh*” He attempted to bend down to help her up but Hilbert was a little too big for that. It had been two months since he had saved Unova and he had only continued to grow. At 300 pounds, he didn’t look like the typical champion.

His hips brushed the lab doors and stuck out almost as far as his stomach did in the back. You could easily use his backside as a bookshelf and Bianca often did to tease him. She couldn’t reach around him anymore, but that’s okay. There was plenty of blubber to knead on his sides anyway! His belly had stopped its outward expansion for the most part but now hung low, slapping against his knees as he walked. He couldn’t lower his arms to his sides anymore, so they sat at an angle on his fat rolling folds. Almost like a Snorlax. They were like big marshmallows too; they were soft and kneadable like a loaf of bread and strained his sleeves to their limit. After N had left, Bianca came rushing into the room. She had to miss the main event to gather the gym leaders, but Hilbert made it clear just how much he appreciated that by twirling her around and giving her kiss after kiss. “I couldn’t have done it without your help,” he told her over and over again.

She had made sure to show her relief in his safety by stuffing him silly, he didn’t leave his hotel room for three days! They had both agreed that they should stop at the big 300 but he still looked like he had just a little bit more growing to do before his gain leveled off. Besides, he was perfect already. Soft and cuddleable while still being able to walk by her side, what more could a girl want? She stood up under her own power and gave his belly a nice squeeze telling him that it was fine. “What are you doing here? You’re usually never up this early.” Hilbert explained that he had finally set up a match with Alder and needed to borrow Juniper’s Munna. Hilbert was the champion everywhere but in his mind. He wanted a real battle with Alder, no legendary handicap, to prove that he was the champion. Bianca couldn’t say she understood, but still supported him regardless.

She gave him a hug, her arms resting comfortably in between his folds as she wished him luck. Before she went in to start her day, Hilbert spoke up one more time. “When I get back, we can start on your project.” Bianca tilted her head. Project? Hilbert awkwardly brushed the back of his head. “Well you know I was thinking that a researcher needs test subjects, so I figured I’d get them for you.” Bianca’s eyes slowly lit up in realization as Hilbert pulled out his Pokedex and the number one hundred thirty-eight appeared. “It’s nowhere near complete but I’ve been working on it a little in the past few months and-,” a big sloppy kiss interrupted him. Needless to say, Bianca was late to work that morning. After all, there was a lot of Hilbert to properly thank nowadays.