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Zanno flexed his arms on either side of his head. The hefty skunk gazed upon his reflection, shifting his weight between his heels and watching the resulting jiggle to his frame. "It's really a shame you two can't see how good you look..." He crooned in a teasing tone, addressing the full-length mirror.

After his tummy had settled into place, it wobbled again without any further jostling on his part. Then the faint impression of a hand pressed out of the side. Another bounce and shake and the plump gut distended with a foot, another hand... Finally, a pair of faces on either side surfaced, those of a fox and a rat. Judging from the size of the heads and hands, the gut itself clearly did not have the room within to hold even one of them, let alone two.

Within the skunk's mind, he could hear both of their voices, wordlessly moaning as they had been roused from their slumber as soft, heavy fat. Zanno grinned, scooping up under his belly with both paws and hefting the plump midsection. "You two are positively adorable, even without a body..."

Before either of his adipose occupants could coherently respond, he dropped his gut, sending the bulges of the pair sliding and shifting about, both pushing one hand out against the front of the belly as if bracing as their weight went slamming forward and down. Zanno brought his hands out to either side of his body, paused a moment, then brought them into a hefty plap against either side of his gut.

Both distending muzzles were smooshed back into the mephit's lard by the pressure, the hands pressing out further, before receding back into the curve of his belly. Zanno bit his lip, and ground his palms towards one another. He watched in the mirror as his white-furred tum squished and slipped between his fingers, before he changed his angle of attack, pressing back and in on either side of his navel.

His long fluffy tail flitted about behind him as he heard flustered groans from deep within. Smirking, he shifted his hips forward and dragged his hands back around the curve of his belly, back to his love handles. He re-adjusted to get his thumbs around back and pushed down his hips nearly to his thighs. Zanno groped his hips, nodding to himself, and pivoted on one foot, positioning his tail to look at his ample rear.

For a moment there was silence from within. The mephit gave his glutes a bouncing flex and heard a flustered squeak and yelp from inside. "Yeah, there we go..." He muttered, as his 'guests' got accustomed to their new location.

From the right cheek, a familiar rodent's hand groped outward and up the hip. On the other, towards the sagging under-hang of the plump posterior a distinctly vulpine foot pushed outward.

Not giving the pair any longer to adjust, he clapped his paws onto his rump and tugged his cheeks apart with a groping squeeze. Zanno grinned as his plan came to fruition. Over his shoulder in his reflection, he saw both preys' faces moan out on the inner curve of his hefty rear end. Purring, the mephit licked his lips. "Now kiss~" He allowed his cheeks to come back together, bringing the bulges mouth-to-mouth.

Deep inside, even as their forced lip lock became hidden by the dark crevice beneath the skunk's tail, the pair moaned, their astral voices muffled and flustered by what had become of them.

Zanno pressed his cheeks together more forcefully with his palms, moaning out as well. He released and raised his hands up over his head, stretching up onto his toes with a low, pleasant purr. He finished the reaching posture with a sharp hip-wiggle.

On one cheek, the back of a fox's head and shoulders pressed out, only to bounce back in and for the same to happen to the rat on the return wobble. Shortly after, both pressed their hands out for stability, panting and clearly enjoying their predicament, as chaotic as it was.

The skunk let his heels drop to the floor, sending a wobble through his body from the impact and getting some feet to bulge the underside of his posterior for a moment. "You know, normally I just go around naked..." Sharply he brought one hand down, spanking his left cheek. The impact deformed the pudge inward significantly and sent both sides of his rump bouncing about, a chaotic mess of elbows and knees and faces and hands emerging from the soft mounds throughout their wobble. That is, until Zanno stopped the motion with a firm clench of his glutes, the bulges receding entirely from the flex.

Snickering at the disoriented groans in the back of his mind, Zanno strutted towards the closet. "But you two would be so much cuter trapped in some tight jeans..." His grin only grew brighter at the flustered stammering and squeaky failed protests from the pair as he began digging through his closet.