your torracat had just evolved into a... some what thick incineroar, bit, she was nice and needy for cuddles, hugs, and attention, enjoying her trainer, when you got home from work, your incineroar was waiting at the door for you

Incinaroar: so you just staring at me or what? Come on master... I need your hug! incineroar was way bigger than you were, almost double your size, and at the moment she was drenched in sweat from working out while you were gone, only in her tight small gym outfit