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It was a beautiful evening night in Celadon City. Most pokemon were getting out of work on this calm Wednesday. Those who were able to drive cars drove home, and many quadrupedal pokemon either took taxis home or walked home, as most cars are not designed for them. Wild bird pokemon sang their evening songs and bug pokemon chirped as the sun began to set, the golden hue darkening as the sun began to set.

One pokemon, an arcanine, happily walked down the street with a pep in her step. She donned a blue police officer's cap that had a badge on it. Officer Dynah was her name, and she was well known in her precinct, even if she just worked at the desk in the central police station. She smiled as she looked around. Pokemon of every shape and size, living their own lives, some leaving work and others heading for their night shift. There was a cute group of little eevees playing around with a ball. Dynah sighed happily, her long and boring shift was finally done after what felt like years. Working at the desk was a hit or miss from her experience, and it was definitely a miss today.

Most police officers in Celadon City were always quite active, as the crime rate here was on the rise as many gangs started to form. It was becoming a rising issue as violence became more common. Luckily most of the time the innocents were left out of it, but not all the time. Some pokemon had the misfortune of getting stuck in the crossfire. One positive within all of this mess was all the officers in Celadon were quite fit and ready to help out where need be. That is unless you just sit at a desk all day, just like Dynah, filing paperwork for all the other officers.

Dynah was by no means fat, but she was getting there. Over the past few months, she grew a soft belly that hung down a bit and jiggled as she trotted home. Her face was rounded with soft features, which others said looked cute on her, some trying to be polite and others genuine about the comments. Her rump was plump and her thighs thick, swaying as she walked. Sitting at a desk all day and having a decent supply of complimentary food at her disposal was adding up on her figure, but she barely seemed to care or notice. She was still rather fit for someone who wasn't very active, as she would get up as often as she could, but the onslaught of food added up in the long run. Dynah maneuvered around smaller pokemon as she walked the crowded sidewalk. Not only was she round, but as an arcanine, she was naturally a large pokemon, which made her weight seem even more impressive, but even then she was able to maneuver quite well.

As she walked down the street, only a few blocks from her home, her nose twitched as she smelled something sweet and delicious. She raised her snout to catch more of the smell and her mouth watered as she caught more of the delectable smell. She looked around and found one of the local bakeries that recently opened. All the heavenly smells came from that building. Being a dog pokemon granted her a great nose for tracking smells, and she could confirm it was all coming from there. Her belly growled just from the smell alone. She didn't even question why they were making new products when the day was ending; all she cared about was the smell.

She smiled and hungrily followed the trail of the amazing scent of fresh-baked pastries, her soft belly jostling as she picked up the pace to cross the road. The little bell rang as she made her way into the bakery where a wall of the beautiful smell and warm air blasted her nose. She went up to the counter, licking her lips, and was greeted by a small sylveon.

"Oh! Hello, Miss arcanine!" The sylveon glanced at Dyna's badge then her belly and smirked a tiny bit. Of course a fat cop would come to a bakery. "What could I get for you this fine evening?"

"Hmmm..." She looked around the place and couldn't decide. It all looked so good, "Could I have 4 oran berry jelly-filled doughnuts please?" She went into her pack that was around her chest to grab some money, willing to pay a bit extra for a local bakery rather than the mass-produced stuff they had at the station.

"Why certainly! I have a few finishing up. Let me go get them." The sylveon headed to the back of her bakery and dug into a small pouch. After a bit of digging, she pulled out a laminated picture. The picture had an umbreon being arrested by a few police officers, one being Dynah. Though she worked at the desk, rarely she would be invited to go out on drives with some of the active officers. Her recognizable chubby face was circled and the word "target" was written below it. "Perfect. Time to get our revenge, my dear cousin." The sylveon pushed a large pan onto the ground with a ribbon, and it made a loud noise and spilled flower everywhere. She covered her ears with her ribbons and coughed as the white powder went into her lungs. It stung a bit, but it would be worth it. She hoped that would grab Dynah's attention.

Dynah jumped at the loud sound and peeked past the counter, seeing a puff of powder come through the door. "Woah! Everything okay back there?" She sneezed and shook her head.

The sylveon shook her fur out as best as she could. "Ye-yeah! I made a bit of a mess. I'll be back with you shortly!" She started cleaning up and muttered, "That fat cop better be one of those goody-two-shoes who helps everyone."

Dynah's belly growled hungrily and she rubbed it. She needed food sooner than later. That and the sylveon guessed correctly, Dynah was always willing to help others when she could. "Would you like some help? I'm more than willing."

The small sylveon smiled. This was perfect; all according to plan so far. "That would be great! You can come back here."

Dynah smiled and made her way back, her plush sides brushing the small doorway in, but she paid no mind to it; she was a big pokemon in a small pokemon's bakery. When she got back there her mouth watered more as she could see all the stock of fresh pastries in the back, mainly doughnuts. There were hundreds lined up on many shelves, a mix of many flavors filling the arcanine's powerful nose. She shook her head and looked at the flower-covered sylveon. "Oh my..."

"Yeah. Got a bit messy, but that's fine. Can you grab my broom and dustpan?" She gestured to it leaning against the wall near the doughnuts, only tempting Dynah even further.

Dynah grabbed it for the sylveon and helped hold the pan. Her belly growled louder and louder as time seemed to slow down for her. She never felt this hungry before. She even had a big lunch, so she really shouldn't be this hungry. The sylveon smiled, she knew she had Dynah right where she wanted her. After what seemed like ages to Dynah, the room was looking almost cleaner than before the incident.

"Thank you so much, officer. That was a big mess." She smiled up to Dynah, who had some powder on her fur now.

"It's quite alright. I like helping other pokemon." She smiled back and tried to not act like she was starving, but her round belly gave it away with even more growls.

"Well, I appreciate it. As a thank you, why don't you treat yourself to some of my delectable, scrumptious doughnuts, free of charge!" She gestured to the literal wall of doughnuts next to them.

"Wow! Really?" Her tail wagged, making her belly jostle a bit.

The sylveon nodded. "Whatever you'd like. You helped out quite a lot; that would've taken me forever to do alone."

Dynah jumped in glee a few times before she made her way to a shelf; she was basically drooling by this point. She grabbed a doughnut with her maw and slowly ate it. Her eyes widened as the taste struck her tongue. The doughnut was baked to perfection. The bread was sweet and sugary while the jelly on the inside was bursting with flavor; it was quite obvious she makes it here. Within all the sweetness there was a mix of sour and tartness that completed the doughnut. She wanted more.

The sylveon smiled, knowing that the chubby cop was hooked. She didn't need to encourage Dynah at all to eat more. "Please enjoy some doughnuts. I made too many tonight. I mismeasured."

Dynah nodded and ate more without hesitation. Lum, sitris, cherri, razz, and many other jelly-filled doughnuts made their way into her maw. All of them tasted better than the last. She wanted this to never end! They were bite-sized to the large pokemon, making a dozen doughnuts disappear rather quickly. Pretty soon a second dozen was consumed, then a third dozen. A variety of flavors found their way into Dynah's maw. After the third dozen, Dynah finally began to slow down, her bloated stomach feeling quite full. "Maybe one more..."

The sylveon quickly traded a doughnut out with a special one, filled with cream that made the consumer digest rapidly for a few hours. This special concoction was illegal everywhere in Kanto, as one gang has been using it to fatten up another to make them useless blobs. Dynah was not aware of this case.

Dynah ate the doughnut and smiled. It tasted as good as the rest, the new ingredient adding no flavor. Her belly gurgled and the bloatedness went away as it all digested, mostly into new fat, but it was a very minuscule amount. But that would change as she ate more.

"Are you sure you only want one more? A lot of these would get thrown away, and I would hate for them to go to waste." The sylveon ate a few of them herself to not seem too suspicious. She smiled a little evilly as she saw Dynah look to the doughnuts hungrily once more, her hunger revitalized.

"Maybe a few more..."

The "few more" became a fourth and fifth dozen doughnuts. The first row of shelves was cleared out by the hungry, fattening arcanine. The sylveon smiled, this was working perfectly, soon she would be able to avenge her poor umbreon cousin. She snuck behind her oven and started making more doughnuts.

Dynah's belly started to swell out and downwards, not because she was getting full, but the food went straight into fat. Her face grew softer and her hips wider. Her belly hung down to her knees as she kept eating, and she was none the wiser as she was too focused on the delicious food in front of her. Soon she finished four whole rows of shelves, consuming over twelve dozen doughnuts, and she was still going strong, the only difference being her belly was rounder.

The sylveon smiled as she saw this. Guess they were right when they said cops are grumpigs and stuff their faces with doughnuts. Dynah definitely reinforced this concept with her display. She wanted to make fun of the fattening officer and feel her swelling belly, but she knew that would ruin all that she's working towards, so instead, she made more doughnuts and put them in boxes, stacking them off to the side for later, knowing that they would be next after all the doughnuts on the shelves were put in Dynah's growing girth.

"Mmph. You got any milk?" Dynah asked as she finished the fifth row. Sylveon nodded and quickly went and grabbed a gallon of cream, knowing that cram had a lot more calories than normal milk. Dynah smiled and chugged half of it down in a few gulps. "Thank you!"

After about an hour Dynah was still devouring doughnuts, and it showed on her figure. Her belly was absolutely massive, much bigger than the sylveon herself. It could be used as a wrecking ball! It quivered at the slightest movement, it was so full of blubber. It was mere inches from touching the ground, but Dynah kept eating, almost in a trance. Her cheeks looked like they were always filled with food, but that was just the fat on her cherubic face. She had quite the double chin now too, the thick roll making her face look even softer. Her rump was quite large, making the perfect seat for whenever she would sit down. She didn't walk from shelf to shelf anymore, she waddled. She was getting dangerously huge!

Dynah kept eating, finishing up the ninth row. There was only the bottom row left, which she finished happily, her belly pushing into the ground as she kneeled down to reach. It amazed the sylveon that Dynah never noticed this fact. It didn't take her too long to finish the final row of the wall of doughnuts. Any normal pokemon would've popped many times over, but with the help of the special concoction, Dynah managed to plow through all of the amazing doughnuts. She let out a huge belch when she finished, shaking the glass at the entrance. Some pokemon outside the store jumped from the sound of it, but shrugged it off and went on with their lives. The massively fat arcanine sat on her heavy haunches and smiled, idly rubbing her massive gut, still tapering off of her food high.

"Oh that was goo-" She stopped talking as she realized something felt off. Her eyes widened as she looked at the empty shelves. The weight of what she ate and the weight of her body suddenly was realized. She looked down and yelped as she saw how round her black belly was. She grabbed it with her paws and hugged it, not sure if she was imagining it. "What happened to me?!"

"You're getting what you deserve..." The sylveon walked in front of the huge arcanine and pushed on her belly hard. Her paws sank in deep as she shoved Dynah onto her back. Dynah yelped as all her weight came towering down, sending her into a fit of jiggles. She wiggled around to try and get onto her paws, but her belly was weighing her down way too much. "You ruined my cousin's life, so now I'll ruin yours."

"What? Cousin? I just work at the desk! I did nothing wrong! Let me go!" She kept uselessly wobbling around.

"Hah! I recognized your chubby frame from anywhere." She showed Dynah the picture of her umbreon cousin getting arrested, something she held close to her for a few weeks now.

Dynah gulped as she realized that she was in that picture with a manectric named Mark. That was the one outing she had with her crush, trying to impress him as best she could. She was excited to do normal police work for once. Who knew it would end her up in this situation.

"You cops disgust me. My cousin did nothing wrong! All he did was some beautiful artwork at city hall." She also showed pictures of paintings done on the walls of the city hall in Celadon. Some were landscapes of nature and others were gang signs.

"It was vandalism! That's illegal!" Sylveon shut her up by shoving a freshly baked doughnut into Dynah's maw and forcing her to eat it.

"Shut it, cop! I hear there's a stereotype with you lot. Cops love doughnuts, and I think you proved it to be right." The sylveon jiggled Dynah's belly, causing her to eep and blushed madly. It was still sinking into Dynah just how fat she really had gotten. She couldn't see anything past her belly when she tried to. She felt like a wailord.

"Y-you tricked me."

Sylveon fed her another one. "Tricked you? I simply offered you doughnuts and made it so you wouldn't get full. It was you who ate all of my selection." She prodded the fat belly again. "But you aren't done yet. You're not big enough."

"Big...big enough?" She started to panic. What was going to become of her? She just wanted a snack, not to become a blob of lard!

Sylveon rubbed Dynah's belly and hopped onto it, easily fitting her whole body up there. "You heard me. Sure you're stuck now, but you're not immobile...yet!" She started stuffing doughnut after doughnut into Dynah's mouth, forcing her to eat them.

Dynah whimpered and tried to cover her mouth, but the sylveon used her ribbons to hold back her paws. Dynah's belly started to slowly swell fatter, and she could feel it now that she was aware of the situation. She tried to call for help or anything but all the doughnuts shoved into her maw prevented that.

She kept resisting as best as she could. She was an arcanine after all, her strength should be able to save her, but she was wrong; the sylveon was much stronger than she looked, and her fat really weighed her down. Her bag, which was still strapped to her fatty chest, started to vibrate as someone was calling her phone; her ears perked. Maybe someone will find her! She just needed her phone. The sylveon dug through the fat arcanine's bag and grabbed her phone and smiled evilly to Dynah before chucking it against the wall, shattering the phone into a few pieces.

"You don't need friends anymore. You'll be fat and useless." She smiled evilly and used her ribbons to keep feeding her. "You're not getting out of here until this bountiful tum of yours is at the size I want it to be. I'm gonna take you home and use your massive gut as a new bed! I have a few machoke friends who can carry you home for me. Then I can bring home leftovers every day and fill this greedy maw of yous. This big ol' belly of yours will get bigger and bigger!"

Dynah begged for her to stop, but it seemed to be of no use. She couldn't talk with all the food in her mouth. Her throat was also getting tired from swallowing so much. Was this her fate? To become a blob and a bed for some sylveon baker who seeks revenge on her? Now she wishes she learned flamethrower and other strong moves, that would maybe help her break free. If she gets out of here somehow she would work on improving herself.

The bell rang at the front door as the door opened. The sylveon perked up. "Oh! A customer. I'll be back, fat ass." She jumped on Dynah's belly before heading to the front.

There was a strong-looking manectric at the counter looking around the lobby of the bakery. He seemed serious. It was the other cop from the picture! "Hello. Has a...plump arcanine come through here? I've been trying to call her."

"Nope! It's been a slow night sir. Can I offer you a doughnut? I have some freshly made!" She tried to act all innocent, knowing if she was careful she could just distract him enough for him to leave.

The manectric squinted his eyes at her, suspicious. All the clues led to this place. "The scent of her went right by here not too long ago, I can't mistake it. I work with her often." He smells around for a bit before looking to the sylveon. "And who makes fresh doughnuts near closing time?"

Uh oh, this cop seemed to be good at deducing information, This might not be good for her. "We-well I have to make my stock for tomorrow sir. As you can see I'm sold out of all my doughnuts."

He tilted his head. This was not adding up. "Didn't you just say it was a slow day today?"

"Well, this morning was busy, I just haven't had time to bake. And why are you interrogating me? I told you Dynah wasn't here."

He was silent for a bit. "I never said Dynah was here." He growls and braced himself for combat.

The sylveon, in a panic, tried to use her ribbons to trap him, but as they flew towards him, he bit one as it came near his face. She yipped in pain and the ribbons recoiled close to her. He easily shoved her out of the way and leaped over the counter, heading to the back room. His jaw dropped as he saw a large dome of a black belly and orange hind paws.

"Dynah!"

Dynah gasped. "M-mark?!" She felt relieved at hearing his voice but felt dread at the same time. He was the last one she wanted to see herself like this.

The sylveon got up with a grunt and used psyshock on Mark, but he was able to react and ducked out of the way. He countered the attack with a body slam against her, laying on the sylveon. It was obvious she doesn't fight very often as she wasn't able to react to the sudden charge. "You're under arrest for assaulting a police officer and incapacitating another one. You have the right to remain silent." He quickly tied her legs together with some rope that he kept on him and put a muzzle on her so she couldn't talk. He sighed as he finished up and called for backup on his phone. After all that was taken care of, he turned his attention to the fat arcanine. "Are you okay Dynah?"

Her cheeks were bright red, ashamed of her size and the situation she found herself in. "Y-yeah. Just a big fat and ugly blob," she whimpered. He was never going to like her like this.

He frowned a bit. "Hey, you're not ugly or a blob." He pats her belly gently and smiles at her warmly. "You can probably walk. You can lose the weight!"

She flattens her ears. "I can't even roll over." She didn't make eye contact with him, completely humiliated.

"Well then let me help you." He pushes on her belly with his front paws. They sunk deep into her soft fat. She managed to get on her paws, her belly brushing the ground. "There you go."

"Thanks, Mark." She smiled weakly at him. "Why did you come here? You don't eat sweets often." The only time she saw him eat sweets was during celebrations.

"Well, I was looking for you."

"What? Why were you looking for me? I'm off the clock."

"I," he looked away and stammered, suddenly feeling shy, "I was gonna ask if you wanted to have dinner with me, like, uh, as a date." He smiled sheepishly at her.

Now it was her turn to look away in embarrassment. "Oh. Probably don't want to anymore now that I look like this." Dynah sat on her haunches, her belly resting firmly on the ground.

"What?! Your body doesn't change the way I feel about you! You're a sweet and kind girl who is always helpful. Personality matters more. You work well with everyone at the station and are very cute." He blushes and pats her belly, which made it jiggle a bit. "Even now."

Dynah blushed and watched her belly jiggle. She noticed his paw didn't leave her belly. It just rested on it. "You...you think I look beautiful still?"

He nods slowly. "I do. Even if you are big and, uh, fluffy, you still have such a beautiful face...and by Arceus your fur is soft. And you're so cuddly and fat. I'm just gonna stop talking now." He chuckled nervously.

Dynah blushed more. "Well maybe not dinner, but maybe we can still hang out. I never knew you liked me." She smiled and took a big risk. She leaned over and licked his cheek.

He perked up and sat up straight. "I have for a while. I've just been trying to build up the nerve to ask you. And, uh, well seemed to be as good a time as any." He hugs her, his body sinking into all her fluffy fat. "And I can help you lose some of this tum of yours if that makes you feel better."

"Heh. Thank you, Mark. Do you wanna maybe head to my place? I got some games and whatnot."

"Of course!" He smiles and her tail wags. He helps her out of the bakery and other police officers come and arrest the sylveon. Today was the best and worst day of Dynah's life. Maybe her figure was absolutely destroyed, but she was finally dating her long-term crush. Things were looking up for Dynah.