My first story! (YEAH) This is part one, so I hope to get another one in soon. Please give advice, if needed. I hope you all enjoy this nice story!
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A Very Fatventure! Chapter 1

"Crap, I slept in till 12:00!", I exclamed. I am a dragonite named Nick, but I am called Apple by almost everyone. I am late to go to my friend Dylan's house, so while I am getting ready, I will tell you about my self. I am a very short dragonite for my age, only 5' 11", and am 687 pounds. I have a very doughy gut that sicks out 3' 6" and is 3' wide, smallish buttocks, flabby arms and legs, small moobs (hence I'm a guy), and a chubby face and neck. I always wondered why my love for eating always affected my gut and not much else, even after digesting! However I am a very nice guy. I like it when others smile, so I like making jokes and telling stories, and speaking of stories I should stop describing myself and tell you the fracking story! As I was brushing my hair, my hair is so thick combs don't work, there was knocking at the door. "Hold on a minute!", I yelled as I was putting on my favorite hoodie. I went downstairs to see who was there, and I was greeted with my best friend archinine, Dylan. "Hello, Apple! You were sopposed to come over to my house, bro!" ,the archinine said. "Yeah, I know. Sorry about sleeping in so late. But you know I don't drink/like alcohol!" ,I said. The dragonite likes to drink instead of eating, but doesn't like alcoholic bevrages. Although his fattness is ignored by his docter because of what he drinks. He likes fruit smoothies or juice he makes himself, and does a jog around the block every day, which in turn, according to his docter, "the healthiest obese pokemon he ever saw". "Yeah sorry about pumping ya full of alcohol. I wanted to see how you reacted..." He said. "Well now that your here, we might as well go to your house and try that 'every fruit smoothie' you tould me about!" I said. I walked outside to face Dylan. "Ready?" I asked. "Yeah!" He said climbing my back. He was shorter than me though, making it easy for him to climb on my back. "Now before you take off, I must let you know I bought some rare candies, and gained 100lbs..." He said. I sighed and took off flying. He is 500lbs, mostly... I fly to where we want to go with him on my back when we go out to eat, or to parties, so on and so forth. I fly at 480kph to his house. Now thatmay seem fast, but to me, that is cruising speed. Fast is 3220kph. We arrive at Dylan's place in 30 seconds flat. "Ok, I have a contest," He starts, ",I made two a VERY large smoothies. About 10 gallons each..." "... and I got to drink them huh?" I interupt "...no, we each have to finish them as fast as possible. Wager is 50Poke." He finished. "Deal!" I say, putting out my hand for him to shake. Dylan litterally shakes my hand, like flailing everywhere. He opens the door for me, presenting two huge cups. They almost touched the ceiling, but the straws did however. He got a ladder and put it up agenst his smoothie. "Why don't I get one?" I asked. "The straws are long. I need a ladder to grab mine. You can just fly up and grab it." He responded. "Oh" I muttered. I hovered to the straw and grabed it, the sat on the floor with it in my mouth. "GO!" Dylan barked. I started chugging my smoothie, while smoothies are normally cold, Dylan warmed it up for me. Dragon types are weakened in the cold. It hurts for us, and it makes us feel like barf. I finish before him, with my gut now 6' infront of me. He barly touched his, he can't handle much food in his gut without passing out. I can handle ALOT of liquid, but about half as much capacity when it comes to solid food. Without a breakfast shake, I was still hungry. "Can I finish that?" I asked him. He nodded in approval. I chugged his, too. With my own straw of course. My belly was 8' long and 6' wide after that. Oh, I forgot about the smoothies, they only need one word to discribe them, AMAZING!!! It was a flavor explosion in my mouth! Plus it was like a full heal because of all the status curing berries. "Can you go home, ok? Your gut is huge!" Dylan asked. "Yeah, I think I can use teleport." Alot of people I know or come across are amazed that I know teleport. I used the move to go back to my place, right in bed. My bed creaked under my massive belly, but I am used to sleeping on my gut, it is not like I can move...

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