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A Fable Revisited: Wake-up call and Breakfast

A number of grunts filled the small bedroom as the blankets were torn off the bed "Time to wake up fatty..." The lion pushed at the plump fox, the fat vulpine moaning as he was prodded by the larger feline. "Five more minutes..." the fennec lay unmoving, clutching the feather pillow tight to his fat chest. Pulling at the tight under-shirt, he couldn't get it quite down to the stretched briefs wrapped around his bubble butt. The feline stood over him, two clawed paws rubbing over his bloated belly. "Come on now, you're three minutes late for your breakfast." The fox *Murred* contentedly as the exposed expanse of buttery golden fur between his underpants and wife-beater was massaged by the fit, muscled lion. The lion once more rocked the fat fox "Come on Rion, it's feeding time.

The fox rolled towards the edge, and rolled again, and rolled again, He smiled and patted his belly. "Give me a push Leo... I'm a bit too... big..." The lions tail flicked with excitement "Yes you are, aren't you?" He grinned and easily pulled the fennec into a seated position on the bed, where Rion immediately noticed the Felines huge erection. Leo reached down and placed his paws underneath Rion's prodigious paunch, setting a few inches beyond his plump knee folds. The lion leaned forward and kissed his fat piggy fox full on the mouth. "Time to eat breakfast, then dessert..." The lion reached further under and grabbed Rion's drawers, pulling them up over his gut, he then pulled the undershirt down. As he walked towards the door Rion's belly pooched out again, separating the undershirt and underpants, his bellybutton framed in between them forming two bulging rolls.

Rion sniffed the air as he looked at himself in the mirror, Leo's mirror, meaning it was a great deal taller than Rion, but not nearly wide enough. The fat fox sighed, placing both paws on the sagging ball of blubber. He reached far as he could and pulled the underpants once more, but upon release the large doughy roll resumed between shirt and pants. "Oh Rion... What happened to you..." He looked at the pictures around the edge of the mirror, showing him and Leo what seemed so long ago, starting thin but his foxy frame expanding as they moved through their two year relationship. "You used to be so..." The door flew open and bounced off the wall "FAT!" Leo pushed a cartload of food in the room, Rion gave him a look of disapproval "Alright, maybe not, not yet anyway..."

The lion came up behind him, looking at the fennec's sideways reflection, end of his belly just beyond the frame. Leo grabbed the soft bulging fox gut with both hands, claws fully extended, his rubbing forceful enough to to lift the butterball fox slightly off the ground. Rion gasped, panted, and whined in a mixture of slight pain and immense pleasure. The buttery fox lost all control of the muscles in his extremities, his neck torqued all the way to the side, toes grasping for purchase with claws extended as far as possible. Leo's fingers sank in deeply in the soft sagging pudge, his claws just on the verge of puncturing Rion's soft flesh.

The lion let up on his deep tissue massage and Rions feet hit the ground, looking up he licked generously at the lions face and neck. Leo responded by grabbing the fox in a full hug, cradling his fat gut at the same time. Leo Picked Reon up and dumped him unceremoniously on the bed. suddenly the affectionate Leo walked away, and monstrous Leo pushed the cart back to the bed. Reon Wore an expression of pleasure and just a hint of fear. The cart was piled high with french toast, waffles, bacon, sausage, and eggs, way more than any fennec would be able to hold, he shied away. The lion pounced his prey, straddling the fox's fat legs, he picked a waffle and proceeded to wrap it around a handful of sausage and bacon. Reon let out a *Glurk as it was stuffed in, half of it filling his cheeks to capacity. "You know... the faster you eat, the faster we get to dessert..." Reon didn't have to be told twice, he strived to swallow as Leo shoved more into his chubby face.

As he ate through what could be described as a pancake burrito, the lion stopped to admire how remarkably pig like Reon had become. The fox's short, squared muzzle was framed by two chubby cheeks looking not unlike a pig's snout, so full of food he actually had to make a grunting noise just to breath. Beneath the massive folds of double chin a wheel barrow wheel of a neck formed, all jiggling as he chewed and took more food in, and bulging slightly when he swallowed. Next to be forced into Reon's maw was a french toast sandwich, well most of one anyway, the rest following the moment it appeared the fox made any effort to swallow. as the fox chewed the overfilled mouthful Leo turned his attention to a pair fat fox breasts stretching out the undershirt, the lion didn't understand bra sizes, but he knew these were quite the pair of knockers.

Reon squirmed as he was fondled, more french toast following immediately after the last, though stuffed in more or less as a smashed handful. There was always a level of fear when Leo was feeding him, stuffing his turkey or fatting his pig, whatever he called on that particular day Reon knew he was in for quite the bellyache. After swallowing down a solid piston of french toast, the fox shyed away from the dense waffle coming in for the approach, Leo glared rather intensely. Reon made a reaching motion for one of the pitchers on the bottom of the cart, and with a rather unnerving smile leo made clear he was happy to oblige. The waffle hit its plate with more force than any waffle should and a pitcher of heavy cream rose up into view, accompanied by a funnel of course. Reon made an audible gulp "Now why can't you do that while your mouth full of food?"

The overfed fox strated to answer, but was immediately gagged with the funnel. he looked for a way to meet Leo's eyes so as to express his fear, but the funnel shielded the lion from any such nonsense. His mighty fist wrapped around the muzzle and funnel within, the lion began to pour. The dense cream was a lot of things, cold, thick, wet, but refreshing was not one of them, Eyes pinched shut at the unpleasant sensation, Reon powered through it as best he could. All the while Leo watched with a mix of satisfaction and unbridled fascination as the protruding gut of the fox began to swell with greater speed. The billowing paunch started to press against his firm cock and Leo was forced to stifle his reflexive hips. two thirds through the pitcher the lion eased off and popped the funnel in the mostly empty carafe.

Reon took a moment to clutch tightly at his gut. He was, for all intensive purposes, full. But he knew he could hold more, his heart skipped a beat as he caught the lion in a moment of thought, sticky claw pressed to his muzzle before reaching for something. The first time he saw him, Leo was running down the beach, they were both there on vacation, and all Reon could think was "What would a perfect creature like him want with a geek like me?" his reminiscing was interrupted "Come on, open up..." The waffle had returned and was pressing for entrance through the teeth "I KNOW you still have room." The fox bit in, showing a bit more gusto as the lions demeanor took on a slight air of desperation. "I want you to get fat..." the phrase echod a bit as he chewed the doughy, sticky confection being stuffed into him.

"I'm sorry... What?" the scrawny fox was pressed against the wall by the towering lion "Exactly what I said." Leo sighed, and leaned down a bit to be closer to the short foxes line of sight. his voices went down in volume "It's just, I like big guys... no huge, plumped to obesity and beyond" the fox watched the lions bulge pulse to life as he described his fantasies. the slightly stunned Reon almost drooled as his desires were available front and center. the lions healthy abs show through the neck of the loose tank and his bicep was right next to the foxes face. "I..." he continued to stare while he weighed the consequences of such a request "Tell you what..." Leo stood up straight once more and took on a fully serious tone "You let me stuff you until you're an obese, waddling, butterball of a fox... and I'll be sure to stuff you with other things too" Reon wet his gaze, they were both grinning.

Coming back to the situation at hand, Reon was suddenly aware of the savory scrambled eggs being spooned into his maw "I think you better finish that mouthful first buddy, we don't want to waste any..." the fox cradled his belly, hands rest under the wide curvature as every swallow was getting a little harder, but Reon noticed that wasn't the only thing that was getting hard. Leo panted, his erection rubbed Reon's belly every time he reached to feed him, he almost couldn't take it anymore. cleaning the last of the eggs from the bowl, he allowed his prized fox to finish chewing while he thought of a plan. The lion began grabbing whatever was left and dumping it into the large bowl. Reon watched nervously "Were in the home stretch..." the lions actions only lead to one place "So lets get this meal over with before I explode in anticipation" he started grinding the waffle and pancakes into a shredded mass with his claws, while adding the french toast and remaining meats.

"There, big daddy Leo's patented fox stuffing... Guaranteed to grow your gargantuan gut..." The lion patted the stretched dome leaving a sticky handprint, Reon just started to sweat. "Now Leo..." he spoke for the first time since the stuffing started. "Please be gentle..." He screwed his eyes shut and prepared for the cramming, Instead a pair of lips and a tongue found their way to his own, as Leo pulled Reon's head tight against his. The sticky paw kept him in the sloppy kiss for several minutes, Reon's heart nearly bursting at the shocking turn of events. the fox was left in the kissy face as Leo pulled away, a rough tongue pulling him out of it with a gentle lick. "You know I love you right? adore you even" Leo was now laying next to Reon, looking at his sticky claws in detail, his loving golden eyes meeting the fox's.

"How do you feel?" he rubbed Reon's belly again, the syrup tangling his fur over the tight skin. "Full.... really... really... full." Leo shifted closer "Does it hurt?" he wrapped his arms around the slightly ill looking fox, holding him gently. Reon nodded, his chins jiggling. "Almost as much as last time..." The two of them looked down at the beige dome porking out from beneath the undershirt. "I'm gonna get a lot bigger... aren't I?" the lions squeezed him gently, delighting in just how squishy the foxes arm and chest fat was. "As big as you'll let me make you..." they lay there, lion holding fox, fox being fat and overstuffed. "I'm gonna need a wheelbarrow aren't I? do they even make them that short though?" Leo squeezed him even tighter, feeling almost like he would cry. "they do... they're for moving bricks, though they're more like a large board on two planks, with two wheels attached at one end. but it's long and wide."

Reon brushed a hand through his now sticky belly fur, his claws snagging in the messy tangle. "Guess we should get started then...." he looked ruefully at the bowl, the tightness within told him it was a bad idea."no..." the lion tossed the bowl onto the cart and kissed Reon several times firm on the lips. "If your belly hurts then I'm not gonna push it. I'm sorry if I get a little excited at times, It's just, your getting REALLY fat..." he grabbed at the foxes blubbery love handle and squeezed it gently. "I love this, every minute, every ounce. and I'm just so excited to see you get bigger." He worked to pull the undershirt wrapped around the foxes fat breasts over his glutted gut. "Hey, why don't we get cleaned up, you know take a nice hot bath, get that stickiness out of your fur. Cuddle a bit and let you digest, then we can get you a lunch fit for a proper pig."

Leo pushed off the bed and landed softly on the floor, as all cats do, and walked into the bathroom where the sounds of bathwater proceeded to break the quite. Reon lay on the bed with all of himself, his sheer immensity was a strange sensation, his heaviness was getting to be so much it was actually arousing him. All he could think of was that big muscular lion sinking his heavy hands into the expanding mass of his body, the smothering kisses, and of course the next overenthusiastic stuffing session. He closed his eyes and pictured being twice as big as he was now, then three times, his muscular beau on top of him doing unspeakable things to his deep belly button. For a minute he imagined just laying in bed, waiting for Leo to come home, and that image was enough to make his tight briefs just a bit tighter.