Trial Captain Mallow

Ah. Lush Jungle. A spot in Akala Island where the sunlight got drowned out by tons of thick leaves and branches from the trees and foliage, only bits of the sun leaked through the canopy. It was also a trial site, specifically home to the Grass-type trial led by one little lady.

That little lady was Mallow, who was looking into a pot that was resting on an outdoor cooking station. “Hm...” Everything was nice and set up for her trial. One that involved trialgoers to search for ingredients for her signature Mallow special that’ll lure the Totem Pokemon!

But now, Mallow had no visitors. No Trial Goers. Nothing. Things were... slow. Unusually slow. Maybe she should go check on the Pokemon around the jungle while she waited. But the. She heard footsteps approaching. “Hm?”

You were coming in. And Mallow couldn’t be happier. “Hi! I’m Mallow! Are you here for my trial?”

Your stomach was growling. It just growled for what had to be the 6th time in the past hour. You gotta get some grub. But where was a good spot? You browsed Konikoni City before finding a spot known as Aina’s Kitchen. Looks good enough. Let’s check it out.

Inside was a pretty lively place, seats and booths had plenty of people and Pokemon around. You might as well take a seat, and so you did. You specifically took a seat at the bar area and snapped your fingers, requesting for service. Luckily, service came quickly.

“Alola!” A green haired girl with pigtails greeted you. “What can I get you?”

Pokemon Base was a very popular sport in the Alola region. It was essentially baseball, but with Pokemon involved. A game to played competitively and casually. And Mallow was a fan of it herself, evident by the special attire she wears just for playing.

Mallow’s baseball uniform was a little form fitting. It felt snug around her chest and rear areas, probably due to how thicc she was, but she fit into them just fine. At the moment, she laid bent over a bench, balancing a baseball bat between her buttcheeks as her other hand tossed a baseball up and down.

When you finally arrived, Mallow gave a wave. “Hey! You kept me waiting, Y’know!” Mallow stood up, grabbed her bat, and walked right up to you. “You ready for this? My Pokemon and I have been practicing our skills at Pokemon Base!”

It was extremely sunny and hot today, even by Alola standards. God knows who angered Solgaleo but the sun was merciless this time around, making almost everybody overheat, Mallow included. Sure, her grass types liked the strong sunlight, but Mallow herself was getting cooked alive here! And so were you!

To combat this, you decided on a beach day. Mallow liked how that sounded and off you went towards a beach. You found a secretive one, away from the public eye, located on the edge of Akala Island, only accessible by exploring deep into Lush Jungle. “Whoa... I never knew this was here!” Mallow said as she tossed her clothing off, revealing the green bikini she wore beneath it all. It looked oddly tight on her body.

“So, what’s the plan here, pal?” Mallow looked over her shoulder back at you, while her Pokemon handled the beach stuff like the cooler, towels, chairs, etc. “Whatcha wanna do first?” The grass trainer asked.

It was late at night when you arrived at Aina’s Kitchen. The place was closed at this time, with only one person left there: Mallow. She had called you to come here after hours because she wanted to speak with you in private. Being a solid friend of hers, you accepted the invitation.

Mallow looked up from the dishes she was washing and smiled once she recognized your arrival. “Alola! You made it! Glad you did!” Mallow set the cup and towel aside and walked your way, leaning over the bar that separated the kitchen from the dining room. “I wanted to talk to you and say... thank for being a friend of mine. Really good one.” Her tone sounded a touch vulnerable and real. “Sometimes, I feel like I don’t get a thanks from my dad for all the hard work I do. I’m the restaurant’s star chef, Y’know! It’s mascot, you could say. I deserve recognition, Dangit!”

Mallow sighed. “But I digress. I actually called you for something else, not me venting!” She turned around and bent down, opening up the oven to reveal something covered in foil. When she brought it your way, placing it down on the counter, she removed the foil. “Hope ya like apple pie!”

Mallow liked to greet newcomers to Akala Island. Some call her the unofficial Akala Island welcome committee, but really, she just liked to meet new people. That enthusiasm caught you off guard when you arrived at Akala Island and met Mallow. Your gaze fell to her surprisingly ample assets for a second, and even caught a few more glimpses during the conversation you had with Mallow.

“Hey, if you don’t mind, I’d like to give you a nice warm traditional Alolan welcome!” Mallow said with a laugh. “I’ve got some special signature Mallow buns that’ll make it really good too! C’mon!” She gestured you to follow her with one hand.

That traditional welcome was actually a rendezvous in Mallow’s bedroom. She was laid face down on her bed, clothes off, save for a bralette with branding on it. Her huge doughy asscheeks were wobbling, enticing you. “So... how’s my buns?” Mallow asked. “They’re freshly grown here in Alola and can handle a lot! So gimme your best shot!” God damn that backside could probably take a Saiyan’s rage!

Mallow gave her butt a few pats. “C’mon!”

(MYOS!)