Falco's Growing Perspective
Falco is attempting to enjoy his holiday, but a familiar face appears and seeks to make amends for previous bad experiences and it won't be only Falco's perspective that grows!
“Corneria. Home” Falco thought that a lot after returning to the beautiful metropolis. He’d been with fox and the others running missions so long, he only now realized how much he needed a break. He had spent the first few days, re-acquiring his bearings. It was weird, no constantly recycled air or sprawling ship corridors, just the big city. Falco’s apartment was as he remembered (Excluding the thick layer of dust), the first few days involved buying new furniture, finding out what bars still existed and soaking up the Cornerian sun. Good thing he spent extra for a balcony, this place had everything he needed.
The blue bird lay half-awake in bed, having just finished dreaming about a hunk of a wolf treating him to a night of love and passion, which reminded him how long he’d been without companionship. He’d so far successfully kept his homosexuality away from his work and unknown to his enemies. He pulled himself out of bed, glancing at the holographic clock projected onto his bedside cabinet, 9:21am. “Ugh, need coffee” he limped through the bedroom and into the dining room/kitchen. He approached the counter rubbing his eye and adjusting his loose pyjama top as he put the sleek machine on, it had a dozen different settings, but Falco only ever used it for his morning coffee. It whirred to life emitting a low hum as it ground up the premium beans, into his caffeine pick me up. He turned around opening the cupboard above him and retrieving a mug, it was emblazoned with emblem for the Cornerian doctor’s association. He’d yet to remember the how, why or when. Falco placed it under the machine, watching as the brown and black liquid poured down into his cup. After it finished pouring, he lifted it to his face smelling the warm coffee in his mug, he then walked over to his coach and sat down, nursing his morning brew as he turned the TV on, it was similarly expensive, capable holo-projection and made from the finest electronics the lylat system had to offer. It was typical stuff on TV: News, children’s programming, talk shows and other boring stuff. Falco realized with how hard Fox had been pushing the team, it felt like the last 8 months were spent in a black hole. He was just glad, fox had realised what was going on, and finally gave the team a long-term break. Falco continued to sit on his new coach as his sipped on his coffee, barely paying attention to the dry newscaster on the TV.
He needed breakfast, so Falco pulled himself up and sauntered over to his fridge opening it to reveal a grand bounty of nothing.
“Crap” Falco groaned to himself, he’d need to go get shopping and if he was going out shopping, he might as well just eat out. “Guess I’ll stock up on everything I need today, not like I’ve got anything else to do”
As Falco struggled to carry his excessive amount of groceries over to his apartment door, he only then realised he gotten a butler to carry it for him... or a wheelbarrow. Every step was laboured as struggled to keep a hold of the 5 paper bags held close to his body. As he felt his grip loosen again, he set his bags down onto the cold plastic and metal floor, the corridor was eerily quiet despite it being early in the evening. He pulled himself back up and grabbed his stuff and shuffled to his door, he pressed the computer panel by the door, watching as the door glided right and he stepped inside. The dining room table was laid out, for a dinner party and it smelled like something nice was cooking, which was explained by the figure shuffling around his kitchen, clearly hard at work on a masterful dish. Before Falco could say a word, they turned to face him. It was Leon? The Ruthless lizard was in Falco’s apartment cooking dinner? Falco was rightfully spooked, even more weird was the smile on his face, not a murderous grin but a warm and loving smile. Falco stood dumbfounded; he knew this had to be some wild trick to capture him.
“Glad you’re finally here” Leon said, nodding to Falco before he turned back to the oven. Falco remained silent, cautiously stepping inside and placing the bags down. While Leon continued moving around the kitchen, Falco inspected the room, looking for any traps, wires, explosives, weapons or poison. The table looked clear, apart from the nicely arranged cutlery, wine glasses and embroidered tablecloth. He spun round looking over his walls, was anything out of the ordinary? Anything weird? Falco knew Leon wasn’t here for a housewarming party, this was just some elaborate trap.
“What are you doing here?” Falco asked, stepping over to the kitchen, Leon turned once again to him leaning his elbows on the counter as he smiled.
“I thought, after all the unfortunate and stupid things I’ve done in the past... we should start things fresh” He replied, he was wearing a fancy tight dress shirt and a dark blue blazer over it.
Leon’s smile looked genuine, but Falco wasn’t sure if that meant he was being honest or really was a psychopath. “So, you broke into my house? You’re an assassin!” Falco exclaimed
“I’m no longer the person I once was, I’m trying to make amends for my past actions. So... for starters, I decided to make you dinner” Leon replied, as Falco stood there Leon have him a flirtatious wink and returned his focus to the kitchen. Falco blushed at that display and decided to sit down at the table, to gather his thoughts. Last time he’d seen Leon, he’d tried to kill Falco! Whatever Leon was playing at was clearly crazy. The paranoid bird began watching intently, looking to see if his lizard rival revealed his true intentions or if his cheery and positive mood was just a front for sinister machinations. Leon walked around the kitchen calm despite having broken into Falco’s home, happily moving around, sprinkling extra spice onto something on hob, or reaching down into the oven to check if something was cooked, he then turned around to chop some vegetables, quickly dicing them and deposit them into a pan, placing onto the hob with a dash of oil to sauté. Falco watched for anything off but couldn’t see anything about Leon’s movement or speech that wasn’t genuine. Even then Falco was deeply suspicious, but maybe he could play along for now.
he’d get dinner out of it at least.
“Just a few more minutes Falco, then it should be done!” Leon said as he waited for something to cook in the oven.
Falco shifted slightly in his chair, his free hand fiddling with the perfectly arranged cutlery. Leon gave him another playful smile, before reaching down beneath the counter to retrieve a bottle of wine.
“So why break into my house? You could’ve just knocked and asked to come inside” Falco asked, as Leon sat down across from him and uncorked the bottle
“If I’d knocked, you wouldn’t let me talk. I apologize for this hopefully the meal will make it up to you.” Leon replied, he shifted his head left looking out the apartment window, which gave a spectacular view of the city skyline, “Plus it’s a beautiful view here” Falco looked over to the window to admire what Leon was admiring. As he took a quick glance, Leon slipped a small pill into their wine bottle, it dissolved quickly and left little trace, apart from its “effects” and Falco was none the wiser, barely noticing the sleight of hand Leon preformed on the bottle, as his gaze returned from the skyscrapers outside his window.
“Drink?” Leon asked, his demeanour remained cheery and happy
“Sure” Falco replied, holding his glass up as the blood red liquid poured into his glass.
“I’ve always had an admiration for you Falco” Leon said, as he filled his own glass
“All I remember is you trying to blow me out of the sky” Falco commented as he swirled his glass around, he wasn’t stupid he’d only take a drink once Leon demonstrated it was safe.
“Well, it used to be a professional, jealousy but over these past few months... I’ve realized I'd rather have you as a friend, from the start I found your personality very... endearing” Leon explained as he held the glass in his hand.
“Guess the feeling somewhat mutual, I just liked your style, plus it was exciting having a rival chasing you across the galaxy” Falco revealed, lowering as his guard as Leon did.
A beeping emanated from the oven, Leon pulled himself to his feet and moved swiftly to the kitchen area, his tail swinging quickly. Falco felt a little calmer Leon seemed to have really given up on his old ways and judging by his cooking it seemed he already had a new hobby to focus his free time on. While Leon pulled something out of the oven and began plating it up, Falco decided to take a sip of his wine, what’s the worst that could happen?
It was, an interesting taste, the wine was perfectly aged and had a great sweet flavour. Falco sat for a moment; nothing was wrong. It seemed Leon did tell the truth.
Leon finally brought the two plates of food over, placing one Infront of Falco and placing the other for himself. The meal was a beautiful, cooked cut of meat, along with the sautéed and roasted vegetables, it was typical fancy restaurant food, which was perfect for Falco.
“Enjoy” Leon said, raising his glass before taking a drink. Falco began to eat his food, trying to take his time and make sure he savoured every part of the dish, pairing each fork of perfectly toasted meat or veg with a sip of the wine that blended everything together, only occasionally stopping to adjust his pants, which were feeling tight.
Leon watched on as Falco ate, he was much more reserved in his attack against his meal, watching the blue bird to see what he thought and how he looked.
Falco continued to eat focused on how delicious and rich the meal was and unlike fast food or rations he was able to take his time, letting every bit of flavour sit in his mouth, it was like admiring a fine painting (At least that’s what Falco assumed). As Falco cut another strip of succulent meat and placed it into his beak, he finally noticed his pants were far too tight, those pants he wore should’ve been rather baggy? He reached down, feel a large and gravid ass that was engulfing the chair, it jiggled slightly as he released his grip, feeling it shake against his tightened jeans.
His pants hadn’t shrunk, his ass had grown.
He wasn’t quite sure how to react, his rear was noticeably widening, he pushed his chair back standing up, his jeans straining as his ass continued to balloon. Falco attempted to hold back his grown tsunami of ass flesh, his cheeks had doubled in size, his thighs were soft and jiggly along with his wider feminine hips, he was now looking pear shaped. As Falco struggled with his fat ass, Leon stood up and walked closer, his rear had also filled out. Falco noticed how large his ass was, he knew this was Leon’s doing!
“What did you do to me?” Falco yelled as Leon walked around behind him, grasping his ass with his gentle and playful hands.
Falco blushed and moaned slightly; he was finding this situation arousing. “I was telling the truth earlier, mostly. I only lied twice: first was not mentioning the special ingredient, it’s harmless except widening the rear and getting you... in the... “Mood” but don’t worry.” Leon explained, in a quiet and seductive tone, as her grasped and rubbed Falco's large ass. The birds, pants were now barely holding together under the strain of his massively filling cheeks.
“What was the other lie?” Falco asked, struggling with his new pear-shaped body, his butt was now twice the size of his chest.
“Id love to be more than friends” Leon whispered into Falco’s ear, reaching around his ample rear to grab his bulge, Falco was reaching euphoria, his level of Arousal through the roof and he did have something of a crush on Leon, he’d thought forgotten and buried but tonight, all his feelings were back in force.
*RIP*
Falco’s pants split apart, letting his ass cheeks to surge out from where they’d been pinned, the birds boxers were now looking and feeling a lot more like a thong, as they failed to his growing rear. The pair stepped backwards, Leon’s gripped against, Falco’s massive ass, helping to tear away the tattered jeans as he played with the bird's doughy butt. Falco was just consumed by the euphoric feeling of deep Arousal, his body was rapidly changing, thanks to Leon but as the lizard caressed his ass and hips, leaning over his shoulder to whisper how much he loved Falco's new body, they were both enamoured with each other it.
Eventually Falco's pants fell to the floor and the pair waddled over to Falco's bedroom.
“You’re the most beautiful guy I’ve ever known” Falco whispered, as the traversed the apartment, Leon keeping a firm grip on the beautiful blue rump that shook with every step, his ass was like Jello and Leon wanted it all to himself.
The pair reached the bedroom, Falco sat to rest on his bed, looking down to see his wide thighs, plush with fat and perfect to jiggle and squeeze. He doubled in width in the space of half an hour and it seemed Leon wasn’t far behind.
Falco sat back watching Leon’s ass strain his pants, while he lent over a box of something, giving Falco an excellent view while he caught his breath.
Leon finally pulled something out of the box and turned to Falco, his face a wide smile drunk with love “Seeing as your pants aren’t going to fit, I brought a few outfits for you to try” he held it high as his other hand attempted to pull his own tight pants off. The outfit he’d presented was a typical seductive maid outfit, frilly and revealing, plus very wide. As he tossed it to Falco, Leon pulled his pants off swapping it out for a nearly identical pair of pants, that made his enlarged ass all the more revealing. Falco pulled his shirt off and stepped to his feet, squeezing himself into the garment as Leon watched, it was clear from his face, he hadn’t been having this much fun in a while.
After a bit of effort and stretching, Falco was now in a very revealing maid costume, the skirt was incredibly short, letting anyone see his enlarged ass and thighs, plus the entire outfit was skintight. Making Falco's expanded ass clear to anyone who’d see him in this outfit, he was 40% bird and 60% ass.
Leon was personally astounded by how attractive Falco was, it was greater than he’d ever imagined. Leon practically pounced on Falco, using each arm to massage and grope the bird's ample ass and jiggly thighs from beneath the revealing maid costume. Falco returned the favour, grasping at the lizard's wide hips and thunder thighs, the pair kissed. Their hands travelled up and down each other's bottom halves, groping, slapping, squeezing and enjoying every inch of their expanded bodies. Their new asses consuming most of the bed’s free space, but they enjoyed each other's company regardless, as Leon tested every inch of Falco’s new thickness, admiring every new inch of fat on his hips and thighs, any previous reservations about tonight had faded away, in an ocean of enlarged ass and increasing lust.
After an hour of two of making out on Falco's bed, Leon had brought out a new outfit for Falco to wear, in exchange Leon would be at his command. Falco took a while to pull the wedding dress on, he’s mind never stopping to think how Leon even got his measurements. But after a few minutes of trying, he’d pulled it on and was ready to play with his lizard stress ball. Leon waited for him on the bed, his tail gently swinging as he stuck his giant ass out, teasing Falco with his two large and green globes of flesh.
“Get over here, I need to feel it up close!” Falco said as he awkwardly pulled himself onto the bed, his long wedding dress, did a poor job of obscuring his ass, simply covering around it still showed Falco was now carrying a wide load. As he hoisted himself onto the bed, Leon crawled over laying over his lap, ass in the air. Falco took his display of confidence as a sign, that he should really enjoy the lizard ass Infront of him. He ran his hands from his pair of ass cheeks down to his wobbly thighs, how they curved and shaped the fat on his body was beautiful and it now served as his dominant feature. Falco was in love, with the ass Infront of him, the lizard and his new body.
“So, are you trying to tell me something with the wedding dress?” Falco asked as he squeezed Leon’s rump
“Well maybe if you tell me what you think I’ll tell you what it really meant” Leon replied, as Falco drummed his fingers along his ass
“I’ll just say, I love you” Falco replied
“I love you too” Leon responded
They’d gone from, enemies to friends to lovers in the spam of a night...
...talk about a Growing perspective.