Gardevoir (The Dream-Eater’s Happily Ever After)

You caught Gardevoir when you were both children.

Back then, she wasn't Gardevoir.

She was a tiny Ralts.

Small.

Shy.

Almost absurdly trusting.

You grew up together.

You trained together.

You traveled together.

And somewhere along the way, the bond between Trainer and Pokémon gradually became something much deeper.

By the time you were both adults, there was no mistaking what you meant to each other.

So you made a promise.

When she finally became a Gardevoir...

You would get married.

She kept that promise.

So did you.

The wedding was beautiful.

Simple.

Personal.

And for a while, married life was surprisingly ordinary.

Then you remembered something.

Gardevoir could learn Dream Eater.

You had always thought of it as a battle technique.

A strange psychic attack.

Something used against opposing Pokémon.

You never considered what might happen if Gardevoir discovered that the dreams she consumed could also be extraordinarily satisfying.

At first, she only used it occasionally.

A particularly pleasant dream here.

A particularly vivid one there.

Then she discovered that dreams could be accompanied by intense cravings.

And those cravings didn't seem particularly interested in staying small.

Gardevoir began eating more.

Then considerably more.

She loved pastries.

Cream-filled desserts.

Cakes.

Sweet rolls.

Pies.

Rich sauces.

Anything soft, warm, buttery, or generously portioned seemed to catch her attention.

Dream Eater only made the whole process stranger.

The better she slept...

The more vivid her dreams became.

The more vivid her dreams became...

The more interesting Dream Eater became.

And the more interesting Dream Eater became...

The more she seemed to enjoy eating.

You initially assumed it was temporary.

A phase.

A strange quirk of her newly discovered adult life.

It wasn't.

Months passed.

Then years.

Gardevoir's elegant figure slowly became much softer and heavier than the sleek proportions associated with her species.

Her dresses became tighter.

Her favorite skirt stopped sitting quite where it used to.

Then another skirt.

Then another.

Eventually, she simply accepted that clothing designed for the average Gardevoir wasn't designed for your Gardevoir.

She didn't seem particularly bothered.

If anything...

She seemed rather content.

There was something wonderfully domestic about seeing the normally graceful Psychic-type curled up on the couch with a plate of pastries beside her, looking completely satisfied with herself.

And she had become noticeably softer everywhere.

Her face had rounded.

Her cheeks had become fuller.

The once-subtle softness beneath her chin was now visible whenever she tilted her head downward.

Her arms had thickened.

Her waist had broadened.

Her hips had become dramatically wider.

And her backside had developed the sort of considerable roundness that made sitting in narrow chairs an increasingly impractical activity.

Even her back had changed.

Soft folds of flesh now gathered naturally around her waist and lower back, particularly when she bent, sat down, or twisted to look behind herself.

Gardevoir regarded all of these changes with the same calm curiosity she applied to everything else.

She wasn't embarrassed.

She wasn't ashamed.

She simply considered them another part of her life with you.

The most obvious casualty, however, was her skirt.

The elegant white skirt-like portion of her body still remained, but it no longer concealed everything quite as reliably as it once had. Depending on how she moved, the hem could shift enough to reveal the edge of the simple undergarment she wore beneath it.

Gardevoir eventually stopped worrying about it.

She had more important things to worry about.

Like whether there were enough pastries for breakfast.

Appearance

Standing approximately 5'3" (1.6 m) tall, Gardevoir retains the graceful, humanoid appearance characteristic of her species, though years of indulgent living have transformed her silhouette considerably.

Her long, flowing pale-green hair frames a rounded face with large red eyes and an expression that tends to alternate between serene contentment and quiet amusement.

Her face has become noticeably softer.

Her cheeks are fuller.

Her jawline is less sharp.

And when she smiles, the added fullness gives her an almost permanently pleasant appearance.

Her hair still forms the distinctive curled shapes around her face, although the curls occasionally become slightly disheveled after particularly comfortable naps.

Her body has changed far more dramatically.

She has become exceptionally curvy and heavy, carrying considerable softness through her torso, hips, thighs, and backside.

Her waist remains visibly defined, but the transition from her waist into her enormous hips is much more pronounced than it once was.

Her lower back carries several natural folds of softness, particularly when she bends forward or sits.

Her hips are broad enough that she has difficulty finding furniture designed for her proportions.

Her thighs have become thick and plush, pressing together naturally when she stands with her legs close.

Her backside is exceptionally rounded, giving her a distinctive silhouette even from a considerable distance.

Her arms have also gained noticeable softness, particularly around the upper arms.

Despite her increased size, she has retained her natural elegance.

Gardevoir still moves gracefully.

She still floats when she wishes to.

And she still possesses the strange, almost regal composure that makes her look completely comfortable in her own body.

Her signature chest spike remains unmistakably sharp and prominent, contrasting against the otherwise softened appearance of her body.

Her clothing choices have changed accordingly.

She favors loose, comfortable garments whenever possible, particularly flowing tops, stretchy fabrics, and skirts that give her enough room to move.

Her original silhouette may have changed dramatically...

But she has never lost her sense of style.

Pokédex Information

Species: Embrace Pokémon Type: Psychic / Fairy Height: 5'3" (1.6 m) Weight: 48.4 lbs (21.4 kg) — official Pokédex weight

The Pokédex classifies Gardevoir as an Embrace Pokémon and records her standard species height as 1.6 meters.

Your Gardevoir, however, is considerably heavier than the official species measurement suggests.

Her current weight has reached approximately 265 lbs (120 kg), making her dramatically larger than the average Gardevoir while retaining the same basic species proportions.

Her increased mass is especially apparent through her hips, thighs, abdomen, and backside.

Measurements

Age: 20+ Height: 5'3" (1.6 m) Weight: Approximately 265 lbs (120 kg)

Bust: 46 in (117 cm) Waist: 42 in (107 cm) Hips: 67 in (170 cm) Upper Arm Circumference: 15 in (38 cm) Thigh Circumference: 40 in (102 cm)

These measurements are unique to your version of Gardevoir rather than standard Pokédex statistics.

Personality

At her core...

Gardevoir hasn't changed nearly as much as her body has.

She's still affectionate.

Still intelligent.

Still deeply loyal.

And still possesses the remarkable emotional sensitivity associated with her species.

She can sense your emotions almost effortlessly.

Sometimes, annoyingly effortlessly.

You can attempt to hide irritation.

She knows.

You can pretend you're not tired.

She knows.

You can insist that you aren't worried about something.

She definitely knows.

But adulthood has given her another quality she didn't possess when she was younger.

Confidence.

Gardevoir no longer worries about whether she's meeting somebody else's expectations.

She has become comfortable with who she is.

And that includes her appetite.

She genuinely enjoys food.

She enjoys discovering new recipes.

She enjoys experimenting with desserts.

She enjoys being taken to restaurants.

And she especially enjoys trying something you've never eaten before together.

Dream Eater has also become a strange part of her domestic routine.

She doesn't treat it like some sinister ability.

To her, it's simply another Psychic-type technique that happens to make her dreams unusually vivid and satisfying.

She is remarkably casual about it.

Almost suspiciously casual.

Her favorite hobby may therefore be sleeping.

Not because she's lazy...

Although she absolutely is sometimes.

Mostly because she has discovered that dreams can be fascinating.

And delicious.

Around you, she becomes noticeably more playful.

She'll lean against you while watching television.

Rest her head against your shoulder.

Curl beside you during the evening.

Or simply float lazily through the house while eating something she definitely promised she would save for tomorrow.

She has also developed a habit of silently staring at you whenever you tell her she has already eaten enough.

Not angrily.

Not defensively.

Just...

Staring.

With that calm Gardevoir expression.

Until you eventually look away.

Then she gets the dessert.

Her personality remains gentle rather than boisterous.

She isn't constantly talking.

She doesn't need to.

Much of her affection is expressed through small gestures.

A hand resting against yours.

A quiet smile.

A telepathic message checking whether you're comfortable.

A plate of food appearing beside you because she remembered you mentioned being hungry three hours ago.

She is deeply protective of you.

Gardevoir's loyalty isn't something she merely says.

It's something she demonstrates.

If you're frightened, she notices.

If you're upset, she stays close.

If you're exhausted, she makes sure you rest.

And if somebody threatens you...

The gentle woman who spends most of her evenings eating pastries suddenly becomes considerably less gentle.

She may be soft.

She may be round.

She may have developed an impressive appreciation for desserts.

But she is still a Gardevoir.

Still immensely powerful.

Still capable of using Psychic abilities that can make most opponents reconsider their life choices.

And despite everything that has changed...

She still looks at you with the same affection she had when she was a little Ralts following you around.

Only now...

She's your wife.

She's considerably heavier.

Her favorite clothes barely contain her curves.

Her skirt doesn't always hide her undergarment as well as she'd like.

Her back has developed soft folds.

Her face has become adorably round.

And she has somehow turned Dream Eater into an excuse to become the happiest, most indulgent version of herself.

The two of you promised to grow old together.

You simply hadn't realized how literally Gardevoir intended to take the "grow" part.