Under His Spell
#1 of Short Stories
First upload!
My friend Biffiea suggested I post this on sofurry after I typed this up on skype.
-Lucian, already under Caleb's spell, watches the muscled jackal manipulate some rather heavy infrastructure, easily turning the shelves over and rotating them into place in the storefront.
The fat lucario's eyes gazed over Caleb's toned body as his varying musclegroups flexed and shifted, effortlessly changing stance as the bodybuilder moved impossibly heavy things with ease, and lighter, more managable things as if they were weightless.
Lucian felt his heart start to race and his dick idly throbbing in his pants. The fat lucario didn't exactly like Caleb's up-front, 'can-do' attitude, but the bigger lucario had a utterly stunning body. Watching it move so effortlessly with merchandice upwards of hundreds of pounds was breathtaking to watch.
Lucian was aware of his heart pounding in his chest under all that fat, and his dick pushing against his waistline, an idle tingle burning through his loins in tune with Caleb's exhertion (or impressive lack-there-of), but the butterball wasnt aware of how his body began to pulse ever so slightly larger, each pulse of his heart pumping more energy into the fat cells of his body.
Each pulse of his racing heart added another pound to Lucian's form. His chunky arms softened even more, his moobs rounded out and tugged at his shirt, his belly slowly pushed out from underneath it, matched only by his ass that slowly mushroomed up and over his waistline, at least momentarily before the same magic that was fattening him up caused his clothing to swell to fit...at least to a point. Lucian would have to tug his shirt down, "Musta shrunk in the wash," he'd tell himself.