One day, just before noon, Tyranitar was lounging in bed when the doorbell rang. It was Garchomp coming to visit. He tried to get up, but it was already hard work. He tried to push himself up, but the weight of his gut caused him to collapse, only slightly moving. He repeated this process over and over until he finally reached the edge of the bed. Once his feet were off the bed, he was finally able to stand up. This adventure alone was exhausting. And don't forget that he had to push his ground-touching belly to reach the door.

He pressed his stomach against the door and, waving his arms, which felt shorter than ever, managed to open it. Garchomp was confused by his exhaustion. They had planned to go for lunch together, but it looked like he wouldn't be able to move in this state... She lent him her shoulder and they wobbled together to the living room. Fortunately, she had been working out, so she had decent stamina... Her belly was also spreading out on the floor, but she took confident steps.

While watching TV and eating some snacks (which she had taken from his shelf without permission), the two discuss their weight. Tyranitar explains that he hadn't intended to gain weight, but at some point, like some curse or something, it just kept piling on, and that's where he is now. He's tried dieting, but it didn't work, so he thinks he'll never lose weight again. Garchomp, on the other hand, has been striving to become sturdier and stronger, and his softness has even become one of her favorite things. However, she's gained enough weight, and it's interfering with her battles and her life, so she's decided to stop gaining weight.

Already obese to the point where it's affecting their lives, they must consider their future paths. One is ready to give up and surrender to the inevitable waves of flab. The other is ready to waddle toward their big dreams while coexisting with flab. Two paths are vying for power in their hearts, but there's always only one path to choose. They must carefully consider what they need and make the right choice. At that moment, their stomachs growled loudly and even their bodies made jiggle. At the very least, they needed a good lunch. Leaving the decision for later, they went out to eat lunch.
But the additional challenge of getting up and walking to the restaurant awaited them...

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It's Day 14. I'm home! But this was actually yesterday's prompt... It will be a day behind from now until I catch up.

This is the longest story of the year. Is everyone enjoying it? Actually, I don't know which one you're looking forward to more.