Commission done for  EmeraldWuff

This story is a prequel to: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/41402451/

It was dark and cold in the abandoned mineshaft of a snowy mountain. Traversing the tunnels with a lit torch, Machoke is on his way up to commence cold-weather training. Passing by several Geodudes and Gravelers, they watch him silently – not daring to attack a fighting-type Pokémon. Finding himself in a huge open room with a broad opening to the mountainside, the bodybuilder finds nothing but rusty old carts, pickaxes and chains. Suddenly, seeds whiz from the darkness like bullets – knocking the torch from Machoke's hand. Turning to face this foe, a cute Treecko poses like a cowboy.

Thinking the torch was actually the flaming tail of a Charizard that's been terrorizing this area, the gecko finds himself mistaken as the bodybuilder cracks his knuckles – ready for a fight. Raising his claws in defense, the gecko quivers nervously while Machoke charges at him. Tossing the little grass-type into the air, the bodybuilder mega kicks Treecko across the room. Tumbling across the ground to where the snow meets the cave, the gecko is basically defeated by this point, yet the bodybuilder shows no mercy. Tying a chain around his bicep, Machoke stomps over in a slow menacing walk.

Picking Treecko up by his neck, he claws back in weak little swipes. Unimpressed, the bodybuilder inhales deeply – puffing up his chest like a great big barrel. Terrified by this strange move, the gecko could only ponder what he's about to do. A flamethrower? Or perhaps a focus blast? It turns out to be neither, as Machoke locks lips with Treecko and exhales everything he's got into him. “MMMPH!” With big bulging eyes and flailing limbs, the poor gecko's getting inflated into a great big balloon. Totally helpless in his time of growth, it's not exactly a swell time for him.

With his body straightening out at first, it doesn't take long for the geckos belly to expand into the snow – rapidly becoming a full-body inflation. After a short scuffle to break free, Treecko's efforts are quickly found to be in vain - especially since his arms and legs are straightening out, stiffly retracting back into his giant sphere of a body. With just his (now relatively small) tail flopping at the raging snowstorms wind, Machoke clamps the geckos mouth shut and wraps the chain around it – ensuring that the air remains trapped within this great green blimp. Although Treecko is now three times bigger than the bodybuilder, he's also now more helpless than ever.

Rolling the gecko onto his broad butt, Machoke laughs at his freshly popped belly button. Flicking it playfully, the bodybuilder kneels down and reaches into one of Treecko's somewhat deep feet caves. Comically, Machoke lightly tickles his foot – really feathering it to make the grass-type balloon laugh. With great success, he goes for the other foot. Really making him suffer the most lenient kind of horror, the bodybuilder steps away, crosses his arms, and admires his work. Watching the poor critter pulsate and wobble in-place, Treecko's big sad eyes can just barely see over the horizon of his chest. Of course, the chain around his maw is quite annoying as well.

Reaching up, the brute snags the geckos dangling chain and rolls him forward – making them face-to-face once again. Acknowledging that Machoke is about to tug the chain off, Treecko whimpers in response. Shaking his head in denial, he's perceptive enough to know what happens next. Waving his hand goodbye, the bodybuilder frees the gecko – sending him flying into a wild spiral through the stormy sky. Blowing air rapidly as his lips flutter in the wind, Treecko slowly regains control of his limbs while his enormous body deflates back down to its normal old self.

Happy to have his skinny little body again, he's unfortunately still in the sky. Screaming while he falls through a couple of clouds, it turns out he's flown quite a fair distance – plummeting towards greenish-brown rather than soft white, he crashes through many tree branches. He may be bruised up from the intense fall, but at least he's no longer in an environment that actively disadvantages his type. Brushing himself off, the gecko picks an oran berry from a stalk and wanders off – simply happy to be alive. Meeting up with his buddy Machop, Treecko decides to learn techniques from him on how to be a better fighter. THE END