Icy Hot Melony (Caption Story) (Patreon)

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It had been a few months since the shocking events of the League Finals and Galar's entire Pokémon League had been rocked by Chairman Rose's schemes and his dishonorable downfall. All the Gyms had temporarily closed and the Leaders worked to stabilize the situation. Melony, the co-leader of the Circhester City Gym, was particularly stressed out by the state of affairs and she began to overeat to keep her nerves calm. This had a rapid and notable effect on her middle aged metabolism as she accumulated a large amount of lardy padding on her frame, particularly on her belly and buttcheeks, both of which quickly ballooned to nearly five times their normal size.

Normally, Melony would be on a strict training regime to keep herself and her Pokémon in peak condition but the issues regarding the League had kept her busy and distracted. By the time thing had settled down and a sense of normalness had returned to Galar, she had become so fat and out of shape that she didn't dare show her face back at the Gym, where she had built a reputation for herself as an ice cold professional. She left the running of the Gym to her eldest son Gordy while she began the laborious process of trying to restore her waistline to its previous state.

One day, as she was writing out her work out schedule, a winter storm came through Galar and the temperature nosedived. This suited Melony just fine. She was a Gym Leader who specialized in Ice Types after all and the extra blubber coating her frame meant that she could enjoy the cold weather even more than usual, so much so that she purposefully kept the heating in her room turned down so low that any open liquids in her room began to partly freeze over. 

It was during this cold snap that Melony received a message from Leon, the former Champion. In it, he detailed his plans for what he called the Galarian Star Tournament, a competition for the region's strongest trainers to test themselves against one another, and he wanted her to be among the first trainers to participate in it.

This made Melony more excited than she had been in years. The seasoned trainer loved nothing more than being presented a chance to show off her skills in a no holds barred environment. The combination of the scintillating chill against her skin and the titillating thrill of imagining all the fierce battles she going to have had gotten Galar's resident Ice Type specialist all hot under her collar. At times like this, there was but one thing that Melony could do to alleviate the passionate energy that was quickly becoming pent up inside her.

Melony called up her estranged husband, though not so estranged that they weren't on amicable terms or couldn't enjoy the odd 'liason' now and again. He entered into a darkened room so chilly that frost had started to lightly coat a few objects. However, there was one thing in the room that remain warm. It was Melony, dressed in nothing but her favorite hat and tight, white lace lingerie, looking as cute as a Spheal but as thick as a Wailrein. She was on her hands and knees, presenting her backside to him with a gleeful look on her face, a sight that her husband was quite familiar with. Without needing a word of encouragement, he briskly walked up behind Melony and took a strong hold of her new love handles. Melony moaned as she felt him push past her huge rear cheeks and enter into her, her gasps letting out visible clouds of air in the nearly freezing room. She imagined that she was about to burn quite a bit of calories with this first 'exercise'... as long as her husband remembered to pull out in time. A sixth pregnancy was the last thing her waistline needed at the moment.