Filling the Role - Part 1

Story by UnderKarma on SoFurry

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Part one of a little Halloween story of a rabbit and his fox getting ready for a costume party. But, given Benjamin's costume, he has a lot of prepping to do. Fortunately his boyfriend is there to help!


"C'mon, let's see how it looks!"

Benjamin dabbed at his lips with a napkin, and stifled a small burp. "Already? I don't think we're going to see much of a difference from yesterday."

Tim smirked. "It's important to keep close tabs on your progress, we don't want you to get too fat," the small fox leaned down and placed a black paw on Benjamin's ample belly, patting it lightly, "or too thin."

It was hard to tell, but Benjamin was blushing behind his dark brown fur. The rabbit gave a grunt as he pulled himself up from his chair, not used to the weight he had been rapidly accumulating over the past few weeks. "I just think you like seeing me in a suit." Benjamin winked at his boyfriend and leaned back to help balance out the weight of his gut.

It was Tim's turn to blush now, which was much more visible through the white fur on his face. "What can I say? I love a well-dressed man!" He rose up on his tiptoes and gave the rabbit a small kiss on his increasingly chubby cheek, then bounded off with an obvious spring in his step.

Benjamin smiled and followed after, his body still getting used to the wider gait he now employed while walking.

It didn't take long for the rabbit to reach the bedroom, but Tim already had Benjamin's costume laid out on the bed. The fox gave a small bow and gestured to the suit, "Your clothes, sir."

Benjamin chuckled and began to take off his polo shirt, exposing the thin, white tank top he was wearing underneath. Normally the rabbit didn't wear that kind of clothing, but his boyfriend had insisted that a proper gentlemen wore at least that level of undergarment, and dressing like this now would help him more easily get into character later. He finally managed to free his shirt from his large chest and tossed it aside. Next he unbuckled his belt and unfastened his pants, then wiggled his bottom so that his puff of a tail slid through the back tail slot, and let gravity do the work of bringing his pants to his ankles. The rabbit stepped out of the crumpled pants and kicked them aside. Standing in nothing but his white underwear, Benjamin smiled as Tim gave an approving growl.

"Maybe we should just have you go to the party like that?" The fox eyed him up and down.

Benjamin had no doubt that his lustful fox was seriously considering the idea, so he hurried over to the bed and began to dress. "As much fun as that would be, we wouldn't want this outfit to go to waste!" He sat down on the edge of the bed and, with some difficulty, bent over to pull on a pair of argyle socks.

Tim sighed, and bent down to help his chubby rabbit. "You're right. We'll just have to save that idea for next year." The fox grabbed a pair of sock garters and slid one on each leg, then fastened them into place.

Trying to see past his large stomach, Benjamin asked his boyfriend, "Are you sure those are necessary? I'll only be wearing this for a few hours on Halloween night. I seriously doubt my socks are going to fall down in that amount of time."

"Tut tut!" The fox quickly rose and placed his index finger over the rabbits lips and front incisors. "A gentleman in your position must set a good example!"

The dark brown rabbit playfully nipped at Tim's finger. "And exactly whom am I setting an example for?" He didn't expect his boyfriend to answer, but was a little surprised when the fox quickly kissed him full on the mouth.

"Mmm, I love it when you talk grammatically correct to me!" Tim pulled gently at the rabbit's scruffy chin fur. "Now then, let's get you dressed."

Benjamin wasn't aware that his boyfriend enjoyed that particular kink; or that it was even a kink, for that matter. But he smiled inwardly as he imagined a scene where foreplay included reading words from the dictionary.

Tim had finished buttoning up the rabbit's shirt over his large chest and gut, and moved to grab the pants that were folded neatly on the bed. "Getting some ideas?" Tim enquired, as he made a motion for Benjamin to stand up.

Again, with a grunt, Benjamin obliged and lifted a large leg as best he could so the fox could help him get his trousers on. "Oh, maybe a few. Say, do we have a dictionary laying around?"

The fox giggled as he maneuvered the other pant leg onto his boyfriend, and then lifted the pants up and fastened them around the rabbit's newly enlarged waist. "Hmm, still a little loose. But not to worry, we'll have that fixed by the time Halloween gets here!"

Benjamin thought they fit quite well, but didn't argue since he knew Tim had a grand image for how he wanted him to look a few weeks from now. He felt the suspenders tug and raise up the seat of his pants as the fox fastened them to the front of the pants.

Tim slid his black paws over the tight white shirt, enjoying how the leather suspenders framed his boyfriend's wonderful new belly. "Yes, almost there. I think about twenty-five more pounds should do it, don't you?" The rabbit gulped, visibly nervous at the idea of gaining even more weight. "Oh, don't worry. You'll look the part perfectly!"

As the fox fetched the dark red bow tie and proceeded to tie it around Benjamin's neck, the rabbit tried to get more information at out of him. "And what part will that be, pray tell?" The only response he received was a sly grin and a wink, after the fox had finished with the bow tie.

"You trust me, don't you, honey bunny?" Tim gave the rabbit his best doe-eyes, and was happy to see they worked like always, making Benjamin smirk and shake his head. "Now, the vest, and then your shoes!"

Benjamin did as he was instructed and let his boyfriend dress him the rest of the way, secretly enjoying being pampered like this. "I think we can bypass the coat today, don't you?"

In answer, Tim grabbed the coat and held it up so that his boyfriend could slide his arms in. Benjamin sighed but did as he was instructed. "And finally..." the fox put a flat cap on top of his rabbit's head, designed to accommodate his large ears, and a seated a pair of glasses into place on the bridge of Benjamin's short muzzle. The fox stepped back and smiled widely. "Perfect!"

The rabbit laughed, causing his belly to jiggle. "You say that each time!" Benjamin patted his gut with both paws. "If that were true, I wouldn't be gaining all this weight."

Tim grabbed his boyfriend's arm gently and pulled him in front of the bedroom's full length mirror. "But you are perfect, and you keep getting more and more perfect each day!"

It was hard for Benjamin to argue, since the image that greeted him in the mirror each time he got dressed up made him swell with pride. The three-piece tweed suit was a light mustard-tan that complemented his dark brown fur perfectly. The jacket had dark drown leather patches on the elbows, giving him a more scholarly look, and the shoes were a nice dusty brown. He rotated slightly and placed one paw in his pant pocket, which in turn drew back the front of the coat so that one might better appreciate the tweed vest underneath. Benjamin had to admit, this outfit did look better on someone with an ample abdomen.

Tim sidled up so that he was right next to his boyfriend, and hugged him around his plump middle. "I'm thinking I'm going to get some silver hair dye for your muzzle and chin, so we can add a few years to you. And, maybe a pipe."

Benjamin chuckled. "You know I don't smoke."

"Oh, of course not! It's purely for show." The fox gave his boyfriend a squeeze. "But what a show it will be!" He rose up on his tiptoes and kissed the rabbit on the cheek again. "I'm going to clean up the kitchen. You go ahead and change when you're ready."

The rabbit watched his fox walk out the room, then turned his attention back to his own reflection. With his free paw, he rose it up so that it was poised in the air about where the bowl of a pipe might rest, if he were smoking one. Grinning, he took his other paw out of his pocket and rubbed his belly. "Yeah, I think twenty-five more pounds ought to do it."