The Good Ol' Boys

The smell of coffee permeated the bookstore on a cool autumn afternoon. With summer over and winter not quite on its way, school was in session so the building was quite empty these weekdays. Sitting by himself in the cafe area of the building, the barista slowly sipped his coffee, head tipped down as he contemplated his current lot in life.

Giving his rectangular glasses a rub down, Nick closed his eyes and brushed some of his lengthy hair from his face. Pinching the bridge of his nose, the corpulent barista sighed.

It wasn't for himself, no; he quite enjoyed his job. The free coffee and snacks were great and the perks of working at a bookstore were quite numerous for someone with such a voracious literary appetite. No, the problems stemmed from worrying about his boyfriend.

Ben always came home from work stressed these days, and it was taking a toll on his health-and, well, weight. His large cuddly bear of a man just wasn't doing so well and it hurt him to see the big guy have to deal with everything at his own job.

His tubby lover worked at a call center for roadside assistance these days, where it seemed that yelling was the universal language. Sure, Nick could understand that a vehicle breaking down was a cause for stress, but it should not be used as an easy excuse to yell, cuss, or verbally abuse someone who was only trying to help.

This was not the place the two hoped to be at this time in their lives. To be honest, they hoped to be a bit further along in terms of careers, and certainly money, if not full-on married life. But problems arose and they were making do with what they had, and while love was certainly enough and plentiful between the two, they certainly wished for at least a bit more.

"Penny fer yer thoughts, boyo?" A gruff voice spoke from behind Nick, jerking him from his thoughts hard enough that he almost threw the coffee from his hands.

"Oh ugh, sir...sorry...eh-he...you scared me, is there something..." The human chuckled at himself. He was so deep in thought that someone was able to sneak up on him, but turning around, Nick's mouth almost dropped.

While anthros were quite rare in the world, there seemed to be one or two that popped up in towns these days. And while both he and Ben enjoyed the animal people, they hadn't seen many of them in their daily lives, and they certainly had never seen one this, well, masculine.

Built like a brick house and towering over the chubby human, the muscular ursine was giving Nick a once over. Wearing a well tailored, button-down suit, some thick patches of red chest fur showing through, the panda lowered his crimson-hued glasses as he looked at the barista.

Gulping slightly at those huge muscular arms, and that beefy chest and large rounded gut, Nick realized he had to get control of himself and fast.

"I..I...er....did you need something at the counter sir?" The plump brunet tried to steady himself. He wished he had his phone on him; he knew Ben would have appreciated this completely masculine image being sent to him while at work.

"Sit down, boyo, and close yer mouth. I think I have something for you actually." The panda took one of the cafe's seats and sat down in it backwards, grinning at the gaping human.

"I'm...I'm sorry? What do you..." Nick tried to speak, unsure what exactly was happening as the panda pulled out a small but decorative bottle.

"Yer tinking 'bout life. I can tell. Things not going fast enough for you? Too much stress?" The panda began to slip the small bottle through his thick paws and around his large digits.

"This here can help you out. It'll make everything in your life bigger and better." The bear smiled as he finally laid the bottle on the table before sliding it over to the human.

"What...is this? Who are you?" Utterly confused, and more than a little suspicious at this smooth ursine, Nick wondered what was happening. It was almost like he was in some hazy dream.

"It's a cologne-a special scent, of course. Could say it brings out the big beast in all of us. But seriously. Consider it a loan." The human wasn't sure, but he could almost swear he saw the faint hint of a smirk cross the panda's visage as he said that.

"A loan...for what?" Nick raised an eyebrow.

"A better life. A bigger chance for something new to come your way. And don't worry, your happiness will be enough payment for now." Nick looked down at the small but highly decorated bottle in his hands as the large gruff voice spoke.

"But wait, I don't under..." Looking up, the pudgy barista jerked again, looking back and forth as he realized that the bulky ursine had vanished. There was no way someone THAT big should have been able to leave without making a sound. If it weren't for the bottle he still held, Nick would have thought the whole conversation was some dream.

Looking down at the bottle, the brunet wondered what exactly the panda gave him. Turning the glass container around, he spied a name. Eau de Mouffet. Biting his lower lip, Nick wondered if he should just drop the cologne into the garbage but something told him that at the very least, it should be an interesting story to tell Ben.

He finally lost it in the bathroom. His breathing was coming in quick and erratic as he tried to comprehend what was happening. His boyfriend was, well at least he hoped it was his boyfriend... Nick gripped his head in his hands as he tried to calm himself, thoughts swimming as he struggled to recall the previous night.

He remembered the panda, coming home from work to Ben who was once again recovering from a stressful day...telling him the story of the ursine, the bottle...the strong masculine scent... Nick then blushed as he realized after they opened the bottle and his corpulent lover tried on the thick...musky scent the two went at it like rabbits for what had to be hours.

When he awoke though just minutes before, the... THING in bed with him was not Ben. He spoke like his boyfriend, and even seemed to snore like him, but the big, black hairy beast could not have been Ben. Silently sneaking a peek through a crack of the bathroom door, he saw the obese fuzzy being roll over, snuggling against a pillow before waking up with a large belch.

"Ugh, Nick, you there?" The voice called out as the human starred, mouth agape. That was even Ben's voice but it couldn't... There was no way it was possible that...

Opening the bathroom door, Nick hesitantly entered the room as he watched the quite corpulent, black furry man slowly arise from the bed, the bed straining at what was quite a bit of weight being lifted from its frame.

If it was Ben, somehow transformed, he'd gained quite a bit ... and the closer Nick examined the creature, the more he realized it had to be his boyfriend.

The six and a half foot skunk, of course it was a skunk now that he recognized it, with the large puffy tail and stripe down his back, was scratching his massive ass through his tight boxers this morning. But still, Nick went back to the fact of how heavy this guy was. While he and Ben weren't skinny by any means, the skunk had to be at least five hundred pounds. His ample belly had just begun to cover up his groin now, fat had inflated in every other part of the mephit's body now. His corpulent moobs hung down onto his thick gut, and Nick could almost see the plump outlines of what had to be his much thicker nipples beneath.

"Be...Ben?" Nick tried to ask the beast, the facial features of his boyfriend were still there, hidden by the fur and fat but the personality, the love the barista saw in the eyes could only belong to one person.

"Ben, who are ya talking about big guy? It's me, Jerrett. Are you ok?" And of course it was. A slight slash of pain seemed to strike through Nick's head as a flood of new memories added themselves to what he already knew. Ben...or Jerrett...was his boyfriend. They were both somehow one and the same but this seemed to be a few years...down the road?

"Yeah, yeah, just a little tired, bad dream..." Nick tried to play it off with a fake yawn while nervously laughing but as he saw the small bottle on the nightstand, he began to get a small idea about what was happening. Or at least a suspicion.

It was stupid and it was impossible, but the only explanation was that the panda gave them something that changed Ben into...well, into this admittedly hot and sexy skunk that was having problems sitting up.

"Hey hon, can you umm, come over and help me out a bit..." The skunk seemed to blush beneath his fur, while the both of them knew that while it was slightly embarrassing, the true facts were that it was also incredibly hot.

Before Nick found his boyfriend to be in this...furry state, both of them had actually been gaining on purpose for years, but it was slow going. Between work, and bills, making enough money to keep them both well fed ... rather, overly fed ... was a hassle that they were only able to splurge on every so often. But here it seemed as though their dreams had already come true. Jerrett...or Ben, the name kept flip-flopping in Nick's addled mind...was already massive. Hesitantly moving around the bed, the human tried to adjust his glasses as he starred at the smiling, yet slightly worried skunk.

"You sure you're ok?" Jerrett asked as his large rounded ears pulled back in concern. Nick nodded but still slowly and cautiously traveled around the bed to where the corpulent critter sat. It was the eyes though that finally sealed the deal. They were the same color as his darling, and they held the same amount of love. His fears soon abated as he hesitantly began to rub the obese mephit's belly, feeling the thick warm fur and bountiful flab. Licking his lips, he could almost swear he heard Jerrett purr.

"Hon, as much as I'd love to stay like this..." The skunk pulled the smaller, slightly thinner human into his flabby, yet soft and pliant form. The warmth only seemed to add more confirmation that this was indeed Ben. "I do have work. God, I hate managing that place but at least I don't have to take every call now." The mephit rolled his eyes as he slowly let go of his human lover.

"Managing...?" Nick was still confused as he gulped, trying to pull the obese skunk from a sitting position was much harder than he'd thought it would be. And slightly more pleasurable than he'd hoped, but that was only in the back of his mind.

"Oof, sorry, but yeah. Been there managing for what, a few years now? I mean it's not great money but it's better than what we had and I can at least have all the snacks I want at my desk." The obese anthro grunted as he slowly got to his feet, his gut smacking into Nick as he rose. Not that the human complained as he felt like a thick, heavy, hairy pillow knocked him off balance.

"Heh, hey, watch yerself there Nick, we both know there's a lot more of me to go around these days." The Skunk smiled as Nick steadied himself, face to face with his, well, mephit lover's package.

Okay, this was quite the pleasant change, he thought, gulping. His boyfriend's sack held what could only be twin apples, and that only barely matched the thick eight-inch softened skunk member. That didn't even mention the thick patch of crotch fur that held onto quite the masculine aroma. Blushing thoroughly, the human slowly tried to get up, making sure his eyesight was looking at something quite different otherwise...

"Well, at least I still have quite the effect on you small fry!" Jerrett grinned as he pointed out the tent Nick was sporting in his underwear.

"But I have work hon...urrrp." The skunk grinned as he let out a large belch, patting his belly and ignoring any manners as he gave his human lover a kiss and headed towards the closet to change.

Yeah, Nick would have to take a cold shower this morning before work...

There were a few more differences that Nick found out between that morning and his afternoon break. It was a few years later, and while he seemed to have memories from the time that passed, they mostly seemed to fill in once someone needed to "remind him" of the events. They seemed to be living in the same apartment and while he held the same job, he was in a managerial position now as well, allowing him more free time to think and try to find out what happened in all that lost time.

Really, it seemed he and Ben were closer then ever. They were in a better situation then before, and while Ben...or Jerrett, as he was now. Weirdly, the name change seemed to be the strangest thing to get used to, not the fact his boyfriend was a massively obese skunk...although that package... No, Nick had to shake his head, otherwise he'd have to head home for lunch and take another cold shower.

It also seemed as though Jerrett wasn't the only new... anthro in this world either. The species had seemed to be expanded greatly in this, well Nick wasn't sure what to call it. New universe? Reality? There was still the possibility that this was all just one, awkward, erotic dream but various baths seemed to confirm this was happening. But yeah, now it seemed half the population now consisted entirely of anthros but otherwise history seemed to have gone on as before, just with some of its various figures sometimes a mite furrier.

Hearing someone hit the bell at the front desk, and realizing that he sent the barista on an early break considering how dead they were, Nick headed out to take care of this customer himself.

"Hello, how can I-YOU!" On exiting his small office and greeting the person waiting behind the counter, Nick pointed at the familiar ursine wearing those same red glasses.

"Me? Me where?" The black and white and red all over panda smirked as he looked around smugly.

Not sure exactly how to react, as well as not trying to cause a huge scene, the human pointed at the bear accusingly as he slowly walked around the counter.

"WHAT the hell did you do?!" He tried to whisper to the large being, looking up into that rounded prideful face.

"Nothing. I did absolutely nothing. Now you on the other hand, well! You were the one who decided to open panda-ora's bottle as it were." The beefy bear crossed his thick, muscled arms as he continued to give off an air of superiority over the human.

"I...well...no wait! YOU gave it to me. You came in, did the whole, deal with the devil thingie, and then vanished!" The few people in the store were beginning to look up from their browsing to see the head barista berate the much larger being.

"Devil, boyo? For shame, I actually resent being compared to anything diabolical. I am a man of my word, good sir! I told you exactly what would happen." The panda lowered his glasses and he looked down directly into Nick's eyes.

"But, but..." All of the anger, the rage Nick held was slowly being deflated by the bear's logic. He didn't have to give Jerrett the cologne did he? And he was given the bottle by a complete stranger without even considering the fact it could have been poison...

"And how is your life now, huh? Much improved? I assume you and your lover have...grown closer?" The panda gave another grin, his eyes seeming to sparkle as he poked Nick in the chest with a thick digit.

"Well..." They were making more money...and Jerrett had certainly grown EVERWHERE it counted.

"So then there's no problem! Keep using the cologne and you'll keep enjoying the...fruits of your labor." The ursine seemed to keep holding back laughter at his own bad puns, much to Nick's growing annoyance.

"Look here, I don't care how...big or magical, or...whatever you are. I just want to make sure that Jerrett is all right and that nothing bad will happen to him!" The human pushed the panda's hand away from him, only seeming to add to the muscular anthro's amusement.

"Heh, I can assure you that there's no harmful effects hidden in there. I'm not into causing pain, well, physical pain at least. But I do say, your dedication to your love is quite inspiring. I think I've made quite a good choice, then." The panda went back to crossing his arms, his grin a little less superior now, yet a little bit more...proud?

"Umm sir..?" Nick turns around to see his barista back from break.

"Who are you talking to?" She asked as he turned around to see the panda gone.

"... Only an annoying ghost," he muttered to himself.

Nick gulped as he moved to sit closer to Ben-er, Jerrett-on the couch. While still worrying what exactly the panda meant, the human was still quite excited to spend the night with his much, well, more well-rounded boyfriend.

Five hundred pounds of skunk was a lot to take in and he was glad the mephit hadn't realized he was keeping a small amount of distance from his lover. Of course, the constant erection he was hiding since Jerrett arrived home might have been allaying any fears the big guy had.

Nick was also beginning to see a few other changes to his boyfriend he hadn't noticed that morning. While Ben wasn't always the cleanest, Jerrett was much more likely to leave a mess everywhere. While at first the human wanted to complain, it was just something about the way he did it so absentmindedly that Nick was secretly enjoying.

His manners also seemed to take quite the hit. While he wasn't a complete slob, Jerrett seemed to carry his fair share of crumbs on that much thicker chest, and that didn't even mention the numerous belches the skunk let off, most without excusing himself. And once again he found himself more aroused than ever at the big lug. In fact, he was pretty much waiting on his lover all evening after he got home, and it was just now that he found the time to snuggle up to him on the couch.

He could feel the heat radiate from the thick, furry mephit the closer he got. Not only that, he could smell the thick masculine sweat his big man had worked up after a long hard day at the office, and that wasn't doing anything to help with his problem. He just wanted to do him right there and then but there was still that slight resistance, the fact that this wasn't exactly his Ben. But still...

There he was, sitting next to the human in nothing but loose boxers and a wife beater. Once again, five hundred pounds of thick, flabby skunk there for the taking. Huge, sweaty, obese...and those thick paws... He wanted to just push his lover over and start going at it. And that was the hardest part. He could partake. He could do anything he wanted, so what was stopping him?

Biting his lower lip, Nick slowly pushed his hand under the corpulent belly, pushing into the skunk's boxers to grab his thick, beefy member. The big man almost seemed to be expecting it, leaning back so that the human could get a better grip on his pole. As the corpulent man let out his first moan, Nick's hand moved down to cup the thick, apple sized balls, bounce them up and down a few times as he felt the skunk's dick slowly start to harden, pre already starting to pour out.

"Urrrp, mm, you always did know how to play with my balls just right..." His lover belched, pulling the human on top of his taller, wider form. Nick almost melted right into the slightly sweaty, hairy mass of fat as Jerrett pulled his lover in for a long kiss.

This was Nick's first kiss with an anthro-at least in his "real" memories-and it didn't disappoint. As his hands groped and squeezed the thick sagging moobs of his lover, he could feel the thick skunk tongue enter his mouth, fill it. He could taste the meal and multiple snacks Jerrett had consumed all evening long as he slowly thrust against the thick mephit belly.

As the two ended their kiss, a thin sliver of saliva still running from the skunk's maw to the human's lips, the obese beast grinned.

"Come on, let's head to bed... I want to try more of that cologne..." Jerrett grinned.

Nick just nodded drunkenly, willing to do anything for his big handsome skunk lover at this point.

Perhaps he'd made a mistake... A very BIG mistake, he realized as he looked into the mirror. Once again, he put aside his better judgment the previous night and was now paying the price. Looking up and down at himself in the mirror, he really didn't know exactly what to say.

After the previous evening's "fun", some of the cologne spilled on Nick in the heat of the moment. They really hadn't thought anything of it since they were too busy, well, making sweet, sweet love but the effects were quite startling this morning.

He was a stud-er, stag. He rolled his eyes at his own Freudian slip as he looked into the full length mirror. The mirror wasn't there yesterday, among other changes, but right now he wanted to focus on the problem at hand.

While Nick wasn't nearly as big as Jerrett was the previous "day", the new horned anthro had to be at least four hundred and fifty pounds. Gulping gently, Nick picked up his much more ample belly before dropping it, feeling his thick flab bounce around his body. His new cervine face was quite corpulent now, with thick chunky cheeks and his wispy beard not completely covering his now nearly triple chin.

His night clothes had changed to an older pair of sweat pants, covering his, well, much enhanced package. That was the first thing he checked out that morning, and once again, while he was no where near the size of his lover, he was more than ample down there now. His orbs had to be the size of lemons and his member was, well, quite thick. And of course, from the bottom of his sweats came some quite large hooves.

The bathroom, and likewise the bedroom and probably rest of the apartment, was quite different then he remembered. Other than the large size, there seemed to be a lot more...well, garbage scattered around the place. But then again, it also seemed like there were quite a few more expensive items in their new home.

The biggest change though, wasn't exactly his new form OR the new apartment. Those, while distressing, were at least slightly understandable since he had taken the cologne. Now what was currently weighing on the deer's mind was the golden band on his three fingered hoof. Now while it wasn't YET a wedding band, it certainly seemed to be some sort of engagement ring.

Gently looking out the door, his sight was set on the much larger skunk yawning and slowly trying to raise himself from bed. If he thought Jerrett was big before, he hadn't realized what big was.

"Ugh, Hey Kael, a li'l help here!" He had to be over six hundred now. Probably closer to seven hundred. His big gut was drooping over his thighs, almost touching his knees while laying down. Kael could only imagine for now that thick, hairy belly apron drooped when the mephit was sitting.

Triple chins seemed to expand the neck flab surrounding his lover's face now, moving in with the over fed cheeks and the start of thick jowls. And of course those chins drooped onto his much larger chest. God, Jerrett's moobs were massive, drooping down low on either side of his body, holding large, plump nipples. Underneath his...ample bosom another roll seemed to be forming, dividing his belly into two ample segments.

As Nick...or Kael, as he figured he was known now, waddled over, new memories seemed to grow in his mind. As before, these thoughts didn't overtake what was there; rather, they were just added. He was Kael here, and while most things were pretty much the same history-wise, it seemed some more time had passed.

And it slightly showed the closer he got to Jerrett. The skunk looked much more mature, maybe in his early thirties now. His body fur had thickened up around his chest and pits. His beard was seemingly thicker now as well, meeting and growing down to his chest fur and merging into the start of darker treasure trail leading down his massive belly.

Grabbing the massive skunk's paws, the stag groaned as both of them heaved Jerrett into sitting position. Being this close, Kael was able to smell the thick scent of sweat and musk just pouring off the sweaty mephit who tried to catch his breath. As his own hoofed hands rubbed his much thicker lover's arm, he noticed there seemed to be a lot more muscle underneath all that flab. That brought forth a wash of new memories of the two of them working out a bit, allowing them the opportunity to gain weight in a much more healthy manner.

"URRRRP, hey get me a beer, all right?" Jerrett started scratching his ass as his belly apron drooped low between his knees, before he slowly hefted himself to his feet.

"Umm, don't you need to, er...get ready for work?" Kael blushed as he finally saw the mephit's more than ample backside. Wearing nothing but ripped briefs, the tighty-whities barely left anything to the imagination, showing off a massive plumbers crack beneath that massive, fluffy iconic skunk tail.

"Oh right, right..." Jerrett belched again and slapped his belly as he waddled into their much larger living space and drooped his form into a huge computer chair. The thing had to be specially made for larger people, considering how thick the steel construction was, and even then Kael could hear it groan from the skunk's massive weight.

"Two beers ought to do it." And with that the huge skunk put on his headset and started his job, working from home. And of course Kael made sure to bring him those two beers before he left for his job, managing the bookstore now.

The stag was expecting him this time, as he cleaned his glasses. The panda was at the cafe already, drinking some warm drink, looking at the news.

Nodding to his feline barista as he passed his other employees (that part was still hard to get used to) the corpulent corvine slowly walked behind the sitting ursine and crossed his arms. The world had shifted again it seemed and humans were now in the minority, pretty much where anthros had been when all this craziness began two days ago.

Kael though just stood there, waiting for the panda to do something, say something, or at least turn around as his eyes burned a hole in the back of the bear's head. As the redhead continued to flip pages and sip his drink, the stag finally got impatient and cleared his throat rather loudly.

"Nice day isn't it? Bit cool but for autumn, rather nice wouldn't you say?" The bear just continued to read, almost ignoring the continually scathing look the corvine was giving him. Kael realized suddenly the bear knew he was there all along, the con man just wanted to get a rise out of him, much to the deer's disgust.

"Gah, we can talk about small talk all day or you can tell me what exactly is going on and how I can fix this!" The panda turned the page, and while he seemed to give no outward indication he was listening, Kael could see a twitch in the ursine's ear.

"Well, I think if the Seahawks traded their new running back, they'd start getting back in shape for the next season, and set them up better for the Super Bowl." The panda continued as something broke in Kael, the statement just caused too much cognitive dissonance, and he dropped his arms.

"Wait...I ...huh?"

"Well you asked how to fix this." The panda turned around and pointed to the sports section of the paper he was reading, giving off a large, smug grin.

"THAT'S NOT..." The stag started to exclaim in rage when the panda raised a finger.

"You're wondering how to turn things back the way things were. Everyone human again. YET, you're also enjoying how everything is now. You and your hubby are just as in love as ever, you both always wanted to grow, plus, your lives are much better then they were before." Mickey stood up, twisting the newspaper up tightly.

"But...I..." The overweight manager halted in his tracks. The ursine always seemed to know exactly what to say to get to him.

"And you're secretly wondering what the last dose of the stuff will do. Well I'll tell you. You'll both be given everything you ever wanted. You'll also be working for me in some way." The big Panda smirked as he started to walk away.

"Whoa, whoa, hey there. What do you mean work for..." The tubby stag tried to block the larger, muscled bear's path. The ursine's sly grin grew even wider as he looked down on the shorter cervid.

'Oh, don't worry, nothing illegal. Probably will be one of my side jobs or something. Fact is, I never really know what will happen till you decide that you want a little more...growth in your life. " The panda easily pushed Kael aside as he moved to leave the store.

"Oh and a little hint." The panda turned around as he reached the exit to the book store.

"Choosing not only to use it, but accept the changes, makes the changes go by easier." The ursine waved to the stag as he left.

The manager raised a hand to say something but he realized there probably wasn't any point. He had a lot to think about...

With Jerrett snoring heavily beside him in bed, Kael lay next to him, gazing at the last dose of cologne still in the small bottle. Holding the small container over his head, turning it around in his paws as the loud snoring next to him continued, the stag was deep in thought. He began to muse on his day as he mulled over whether or not he should destroy the vial.

After he arrived home from work, bringing quite a few fast food bags in tow to feed both him and his big skunk, Kael pretty much started his second job of taking care of his big, cuddly mephit.

Of course, this didn't feel like a job. He happily waited on the large skunk as they enjoyed their time together, relaxing after a day's work with quite the meal, and of course, the after-meal snacks.

Now one would say that he was waiting on Jerrett hand and foot, and they wouldn't be exaggerating. Of the big draws Kael embarrassingly found was that his blubber-bound fiance's paws had been just as affected with the gain as the rest of him. Even as a human, the now-skunk had always had large feet, but now, with all the new lard added, they were even larger, and much more well-rounded. Even the paw pads seemed thicker than they should be.

But it just brought Kael back to where they were now. Before they went to sleep, he asked Jerrett what was probably a weird question to him. He wondered, if one of them had a way to make all their dreams a reality, but there was a piece of them that would forever be changed, would he want that.

Lovingly, the large skunk replied to his stag, that as long as they were together, he didn't mind what happened. And then he asked for some ice cream as, "you know, a midnight snack."

Gazing over to his massive lover, and the empty bowl lying on the table next to their bed, Kael made a choice. He opened the bottle.

Gingerly, the baker smiled as he took out the latest batch of cookies from the oven. Sales were doing great, but while he would probably have never told the panda this, to his face, the stag heeded his advice. Which was why when he woke up, his memories weren't quite as jumbled.

This was a little slice of heaven. Putting the still steaming cookies onto his marble table, Kael smiled as he looked up at the sign. Two Smart Cookies. A bakery that HE actually owned. A place that was all just, well...his.

The stag was no longer subject to the whims of a higher power, just his customers. And he surprisingly had quite a few, but he always made sure to bake extra... he needed them to sate Jerrett back on the farm.

The skunk had long since been contacted to oversee the technical side and manage a local high tech dairy farm. Usually that meant sitting on his ass all day, in those extra tight overalls watching the cameras, munching on more pastries that Kael always brought him during his breaks.

He had a sneaking suspicion the farm was owned by that blasted panda. He tried to research the owner but there was too many people who seemed to take charge that the stag shrugged it off. It really didn't matter anymore; Jerrett was finally in a job he loved.

He smiled as he started folding the box with the bakery's logo on it. He was, in fact, about ready to deliver Jerrett a "personalized" care package for his lunch break. He'd have Jan hold down the shop in the meanwhile. He smiled at that thought as he replaced his gold wedding band. He actually had employees that he had hired himself.

Rubbing the ring on his pudgy finger, the stag waddled back over to gently place the full two dozen pasties. Filling a pastry bag with some chocolate fudge frosting, he generously coated each and every cookie with a nice swirl before placing them gently in the box.

As he headed out, placing his apron on the hook, he looked down and noticed his belly was sticking out from under his shirt again. Well, nobody liked a thin baker anyways, but he should really invest in the next size up.

After speaking to his vixen employee, Kael accidently bumped his large rear into a customer.

"Oh I'm sorry, still not completely used to..." The stag turned around to meet the grinning face of a panda.

"Oh it's no bother. Just let me have a free cookie and we'll...call it even..." With the same, sly grin, the panda crossed his arms.

There was many ways the stag could have reacted. He could have yelled, he could have screamed. He could have kicked the bear out on his large ass. He could have been annoyed at the way the smug panda just looked at him. He could have thanked him for giving him this new life.

"Jan, get the panda whatever he wants. I have a delivery." Instead, he preferred not to give him a reaction. But on the way out, he noticed the ursine was talking with one of the local rich kids. He did have to wonder what would befall that guy, but right now, he had more important duties.

It was funny to think of the large farm house being theirs, even though a part of his memories held them being given the deed-supposedly from one of their family members, but Kael had his suspicions where it truly came from.

The house was somewhat clean, somewhat messy, but the stag took the thick waft of masculine musk emanating from the entrance that he was home.

Traveling through various scattered cans and bottles, some of which he hurriedly tried and throw in the large recycling cans, the seven hundred pound stag entered the large living room where Jerrett presently resided.

Already the baker could feel his member rising in his pants as he took in exactly how big the skunk had grown.

The mephit at this point was close to immobility, a massive hefty mass of lard amply filling nothing but a pair of overalls and a straw hat. The skunk was the biggest man that Kael had ever seen before, and he just enjoyed quietly watching his mate as he down another soft drink.

The massive lardass was using his USB keyboard to work from home, watching everything on the large big-screen the couple had bought together as an anniversary gift. The keyboard rested on the top of the thick, slightly yellowed sweaty chest fur, which was as far as the massive man could reach.

The only other article of clothing the skunk seemed to wear was, if one looked closely, around the thick truck tire of flab covering his neck, you could see a golden wedding band on a string. A much easier way to show their love than to constantly resize the band because of the mephit's plumping fingers.

Everything was big about the seven-foot-tall skunk. His big belly dropping to the tops of his feet while he sat. The thick sweaty ass barely contained by those slightly moist overalls. Even his arms had rolls now at this size, but Kael enjoyed each and every new pound of his lover as though it were the first.

"Hon, I'm home-lunch time." The tubby stag waddled around his obese lover, carrying the box of pasties.

Upon seeing his mate, the skunk's face bloomed into a smile as he let out a room shaking belch, causing all his flab to start shaking.

"URRRP, ugh, just in-urp-time..." The skunk grinned, a slight amount of drool already forming on the side of his muzzle. Grabbing the stag into a deep hug, Kael quickly realized, and remembered, that in order to carry all that weight, Jerrett actually had to put on quite abit of muscle in order to allow himself even some slight mobility.

Letting loose another belch, the skunk pulled the stag into a deep embrace into his flabby, sweaty chest. His face pushing against the cervine's muzzle as the two met in a passionate kiss, the mephit's drool pouring everywhere.

As the two broke their heated make out session, Kael smiled, a string of saliva still connecting their wet maws. Dropping the box of frosted cookies onto Jerrett's massive, heaving chest, the stag smiled and begun to feed his gelatinous mate one pastry at a time. This, of course, was what the skunk looked forward to every day.

Considering his size, the overall-wearing mephit wasn't exactly able to have the usual intercourse, but the two had found ways of making it work. Particularly, Kael was delighted to find out a whole box of his cookies gave his lover just as good an orgasm as any, and already with the first cookie, hidden beneath tons of blubber and a thick fat pad, the skunk was hardening, his large balls already producing ample amounts of pre.

The flabby stag wasn't exactly giving up his own pleasure. With every bite his lover took, Kael slowly humped into Jerrett's massive belly. The massive gut was probably the most erotic thing he found about the corpulent skunk, and probably the most pleasurable thing he could be thrusting into.

The more cookies Jerrett was fed, the closer and closer to release he got. Kael loved to watch his massive, nigh-immobile mephit slowly try and hump into his own crotch pad with every bite, moaning louder and louder as crumbs covered his chest, and fudge icing smeared over his thick, wet, sloppy muzzle.

It was the last cookie that was always the most important though. While the stag loved pleasing his massive mate, he also sometimes enjoyed teasing his fatty a bit. Why not, he almost had a captive audience now, so the cervine's face grew into a sly grin as he continued to push into the skunk's warm, thick lard.

"One last one...mm, maybe I'd like a taste..." The stag grinned, slowly brining the last, thick cookie to his own lips. It was the little whine that did it. The wide eyed, needy expression on that corpulent skunk's face. The feeling of the mephit trying as hard as he could to get off, jerking into his thick fat pad, but wanting, no, NEEDING that last cookie to send him over the edge.

"Fine....I guess..." And with that, Kael smashed the cookie into the skunk's maw. The effect was almost instantaneous. As soon as the thick creamy frosting and pastry were swallowed, the massive skunk let loose a gigantic belch mixed in a moan, shooting into his own fat pad, cum dripping, mixing and staining his boxers and overalls, leaving Jerrett a sweaty, messy out-of-shape blob.

For his part, Kael wasn't far behind, staining his own work pants with his plentiful load as he humped vigorously into his massive mephit. Now, both the obese anthros were snuggling, breathing hard as they gave the other a little kiss, needing no words to explain how they felt.

Sometimes, a little magic, even when slightly twisted, could work out in the end.