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The plump pig-fox ruefully closed the door behind him, cradling in his arms the junk food that was a shame. He placed the bags on the table and watched patiently for the doorbell not knowing why he went to pick up cheeseburgers, when he had already ordered two pizzas. Sighing, he resigned to eating his double cheeseburgers while he waited. One hand patting his growling stomach, he placed the six balls of cheese and meat and bread in a neat pile, before upending the six orders of french fries into the bag. He pulled his tight jacket off and hung it on the back of the chair before undoing his belt already in its final hole.The already unbuttoned fly opened wide whilst the zipper, already halfway undone, flew down with a grinding noise the bottom. As he unwrapped the half pound cheeseburger, all of the shame of his vulpine side Seemed to evaporate, and is porcine ancestry gleefully stepped forward and gorged on the greasy balls of carbohydrates and protein. One hand greedily shoved mouthful after mouthful of the greasy delight into that waiting maw, while the other happily patted and hefted that growing gut, seemingly reliving every meal that brought it to this bulging state. For a moment he brought his hand away from his belly reaching deep into the bag of fries and, grabbing a heaping handful, shoving it into that hungry maw. He moaned, not halfway through his third cheeseburger, and he was beginning to feel the first signs of fullness. Crunching through the leaves on the front walk, a tiger in a bright red delivery uniform with the words "Porker's pizza" on his hat, stepped up and rang the bell. In truth, when the door opened, he was not expecting what he had seen on the other side. He had delivered pizzas here before, and had known about the unusual hybrid that had lived here. But James, the pig-fox, had always been on the relatively slim side. Now, the hog dog that answered the door, was definitely looking more a porker than a fox. The tiger was more than a little shocked as he did his best to appear not to be staring, though in truth James really didn't care, so long as there was food involved in the encounter. A double chin jiggled underneath that chewing, plump snouted maw as yet another mouthful of cheeseburger was pushed in. Two fat arms looked more like sausages in tight skins, as the shirt stretched and pulled tight into every fold it could create in an effort to cover the burgeoning flesh within. The tight shorts caused the meaty legs within to bulge out and up leaving one to wonder how he could possibly get them off. On James chest a hefty set of man breasts bulged out to the sides, putting most women to shame. The most prominent feature on this prize hog however, was the generous gut hanging off his front. It hung prodigiously out through the open fly on his shorts causing the buttons on his shirt to pull the openings between them into diamond shapes as the tight article of clothing rode up just above his belly button. Cheeseburgers in both hands, the plump vulpine waved the tiger into the dining room. Tony looked about, spying the half destroyed remnants of the hog's last meal. He placed the pile of boxes on the table and watched as the porker retrieved his money, waving the change and tiger out the door, he closed it and returned to the five neatly stacked boxes and accompanying pasta. Once more the shame rushed forward "Whats were you thinking?" his internal turmoil resumed, the fox in his head struggling to see around its fat gut "Oh yeah, your more pig than fox that's right" He watched himself in the mirror, stuffing the remaining halves of the cheeseburgers in his maw and holding his gut while he chewed. He chewed lazily, cheeks packed fully and bulging with every pulverizing bite. "Looks at those chubby cheeks, more like get used to those fat cheeks, cause thats your future you glutton." James reached for the first pizza box and tossed the lid open "oh yeah, thats just what we need now isn't it?" he rubbed his tight imaginary belly, the happily gorging pig watching curiously in the distances. "Stop eating you fatass, were gonna explode..." he groaned as James took a mouth filling bite of a sandwich he made from three slices of pizza, his free hand already finishing assembly on a second. He double fisted them, taking three enormous bites of each, before working the backlog stuffed in the future image of his cheeks. Watching himself eat, the greedy pig that was his voice of gluttony was now standing over the complaining fat fox "give in, you know you love it as much as I..." James swallowed all in his mouth and a button finally burst from his tight shirt. the dream fox and pig both bulged, their tongues hanging out as the pig patted his gut and rubbed that of the fox. "You know foxy? I think it's about time we pulled ourselves together..." the fox could only moan and look confused, as James shoved the remainder of the pizza stacks into his maw and proceded to build the other half of the pie into two more. Another mouthful swallowed his gut sagged down a bit resting between his fat thighs, as more space was stretched between each follicle of down, more bare skin was appearing between them. The dream piggy's face hovered over the dream fox, he smiled before pulling the vulpines muzzle open, sending it into a panic. James shoved one of the slice stacks in whole, chewing it as he tossed the now empty top box to start the process anew. "Through the teeth and passed the gums, look out fox-belly, here pig comes" pig shoved his head into the struggling foxes mouth and forced himself in in the most cartoony of manors. Another overflowing swallow meant another button gone and a bulge slightly wider as well as lower in the gut, and more rapid, overzealous stuffing combined with a tirade of grunts and snorts. at last the dream pigs feet slipped down and into the now creaking fox. as james swallowed again there was a sudden realisation by the fox, he was swelling, and glutton pig was swelling inside of him. "Ohnnn... stop... please... I don't want to..." *Urrrp* he grabbed his muzzle, opening it again a couple of happy pig grunts escaped as a wave of pleasure rocked him. "Noooo..." James swallowed indignantly, the fur on his gut thinning over its swelling mass. The fox rocked slightly, creaking as he did, before with a bang his bellybutton exploded. But instead of exploding, a rounder, fatter gut bulged out and the downy fur faded to around it's sides, the sagging mound of flesh was covered with pink and brown splotchy skin, not unlike that found on a hog, James's gut showed the same pink with brown splotches under his thinning fur, though covered in spreading stretch marks. Another heavy swallow in reality caused the changing foxes gut to plump out, which somehow pulled his still fluffy tail into a loose corkscrew, and pulled his pointed muzzle into a fat muzzle snout combo. the fox fought to stifle a burp causing his cheeks swelled around it, this pulled his pointed ears into a sagging posture, but his cheeks failed to shrink back when the burp slipped past his lips. Holding in another belch swelled out some fat breasts and a plump piggy rump. "Okay..." the fox relented to the obese pig coming out from within "You win..." he patted his hoggish gut before his arms fell to his side, swelling out in unison with his fattening thighs.