Commission done for  Scaly-the-Charizard

It was a cold evening out in the dark of the woods, eerily quiet as Scaly the Charizard makes his way beneath the hollow treeline. Taking big lumbering steps across the foliage and sticks, his obese body is comparable to that of a Snorlax's. Of course, everywhere Scaly is, he's identified not just by his immense size, but by his uniquely gray and orange body. Meanwhile, shrouded in the background, the area is populated with many Duskull's and a few Dusclops's. Feeling the need to defend her tribe of ghosts, a Dusknoir ominously appears in front of the dragon. Pounding her fists together, she's ready to battle.

Patting his own girth, Scaly sends his flabby body into a jiggling ripple while exhaling a fierce flamethrower attack. At first, Dusknoir appeared to be down for the count, but as the flames settle, it's revealed that a substitute plush has taken her place! Looking around frantically, the Charizard is found helpless while the cyclops rises from the grass behind him. Slapping a spell tag between Scaly's wings, he panics and tries to grab it, but he's simply too fat to reach that far back – so the poor thing's left flailing his arms while Dusknoir laughs. Unable to turn around fast enough to attack, his foe makes her move.

With the added help of the spell tag, the sticky paper actually helps make the cyclopes possession process even easier. Gently, she merges into the dragons back and gains control from within. Although still able to perceive what's happening, Scaly is totally at Dusknoir's mercy. Cheering for their leaders incredible power, the tribe of ghosts come out of hiding and start crowding around the Charizard. Desperate to escape, the dragon flails his arms and tail – smacking them away as they draw near. Angered by Scaly's incredible willpower to regain control, the cyclops uses a comedic curse on him.

Looking down at himself, the dragons obese body starts filling with gas – inflating at a rapid rate. Floating up as he snaps the frail branches, he slowly twirls into the sky. Deviously, Dusknoir allows the Charizard just enough control to rub his tightening flesh. The many curves of flab gently dissipate, his entire body inflating into a gargantuan circus balloon. Well rounded, Scaly panics as his limbs straighten out – retracting stiffly back into himself. Wriggling his claws and feet around helplessly, all he could do is flap his wings and wave his tail. The pressured strain was incredible, even for him.

All Scaly could see is darkness, his head getting pulled into its own cave while his ever-tightening body creaks with raw tension. At this point, he's officially an orb with a tail and wings – beyond the size of a Wailord. Realizing that the dragon may pop if she inflates him any further, Dusknoir keeps him in this morbid state and decides that this will be her new home from now on. With the two permanently bound together, the ghost tribe float around Scaly like a ring around a planet – his lit tail becoming a symbol of their power and joy. Forever bound to the will of Dusknoir, Scaly shall perpetually be full of hot air. THE END