You're relaxing on a bench after a good day at the gym when all of a sudden, you hear a strange thumping noise and feel the ground begin to shake. Turning your gaze, you find the source of the noise: an absolutely huge Flygon stomping her way to your bench. She looks like absolutely miserable as sweat continuously pours off of her, drenching her crop top and almost leaving a trail behind her. You can hear her desperate gasps for breath as she quickly turns around to sit down, giving you a precipitous view of her colossal backside that her gym shorts fail to cover. With a loud THUD, the Flygon takes a seat next to you, missing you by a split hair.

She doesn't seem to notice you nor the creaking of the bench as she begins guzzling down the contents of her water bottle. "Gawd! That's the LAST time I eat a rare candy minutes before a workout." She manages to stammer out in between ragged breaths.