Yukimura Commission A rainbow colored tail swished up in the air as Roy dug through his closet. The skunk was busy searching for his gym clothing, tossing shorts out of the closet in a large pile next to the bed. It had been far too long since he’d visited the gym, and it was starting to show. A small paunch might not be much to worry about for most people. In fact he was sure that Yukimura, his skunk partner, wasn’t going to complain about the extra weight. But Roy was determined to not let it get any worse from there; he didn’t want what was already a snug wardrobe to be completely unwearable. “Have you seen my gym shorts anywhere Yuki?” he yelled while tossing shirts over his shoulder. Yukimura peeked her purple highlighted head just beyond the bedroom door. “Not lately. Have you checked your dresser?” “Already looked there,” Roy grumbled. “This might take me a while. Could you make my protein shake please? I don’t think I’ll have time.” Yuki was glad only her head was visible, so that the mischievous swishing of her tail couldn’t give her away. “Sure thing, it’ll be ready in a second,” she said before gliding back to the kitchen. That couldn’t have gone any more perfectly; she didn’t even need to come up with an excuse for making his shake, he asked instead! She smirked and prepared all of the ingredients. Where Roy might have wanted to lose weight, Yukimura had no intention of allowing that to happen. As far as she was concerned, Roy could use a little more bulking up. A big bellied skunk sounded perfect. But she had to be sneaky about getting him to gain weight; Roy wouldn’t be happy if he knew that his efforts to slim down were being sabotaged. Yuki was used to playful teasing and a little forceful feeding, so she figured this shouldn’t be too difficult. It would just be more long term than usual. She pulled out the ingredients but skipped over the bottle of protein powder for a different one entirely. It was labeled “Calorie Counter” in big, blocky, garish lettering. This was formulated for extra calories obviously, rather than the protein that Roy expected he’d be getting. For the first shake Yuki decided to take it slow. A half dose of the powder would surely be enough to undo his workout’s benefits, but she was more interested in whether Roy would notice a taste difference. If he noticed with such a small dose the plan was kaput. No way she could keep up the ruse over days, weeks, months. Yuki smiled brightly, hand extended to give Roy his shake. “Thanks hun,” he said, pulling the tank top over his shoulders. “No time to waste, gotta head out the door. I’ll see you for dinner.” Yukimura watched intently as her partner’s lips went to the edge of the cup, waiting with baited breath. Roy gulped and his eyes went wide, pulling the cup back and staring at it intently. Yuki’s slowly swaying tail froze in place and a knot formed in the pit of her stomach. He definitely noticed. Maybe she should’ve gone even smaller with the first dose- “Wow, this stuff is great. Maybe you should make all my protein shakes if they’re gonna be this tasty,” Roy said. Yuki blinked once before her poker face kicked back into gear. “I’d be glad to, just say the word. Have a good workout!” she called. And with that Roy was out the door, brightly colored skunk tail swishing back and forth with each step, apparently none-the-wiser. Yuki held her breath watching that skunk rump disappear down the driveway, only relaxing once the door closed. The plan worked! In spite of her momentary worries, and Roy’s discerning taste buds, the protein powder was tasty enough that her partner didn’t mind. That would make the next few weeks much easier. She rubbed her hands together devilishly. --- One week later the moment of truth finally arrived. Roy purposely avoided weighing himself through the whole week to avoid focusing too hard on his progress. After all, if the weight loss wasn’t fast enough he might get discouraged and that wouldn’t help him this early in the process. He stepped up onto the scale, looking down as the numbers climbed higher. When the scale finally stopped, he gasped. “What? How did I put on ten pounds?” It didn’t make any sense. A whole week of workouts, sweating, exhaustion… and somehow he’d ended up gaining weight instead of losing? Roy ran through the week, thinking of anything he could’ve done to cause this. He cut back on food, worked out more, avoided snacking. So what went wrong? Nothing jumped out immediately at him. There was no denying the squish in his paunch though. Roy held his stomach in a single hand, cupping beneath the small belly. Somehow his master plan to get rid of this had only caused the problem to get worse. Maybe he needed to cut back even further on calories. “Uh oh, didn’t like the results then?” a familiar feminine voice said from behind him. Before he could reply a purple furred palm reached forward from around the side to rub Roy’s tum. “Better cut back on the snacking then,” she giggled. Roy’s face turned a shade of red, embarrassed by the simple act of getting teased. “I-I did cut back,” he muttered, crossing his arms over his chest. “This is cutting back? You’d be a balloon by now if you hadn’t already done that!” Yuki said, prodding a finger into Roy’s tum to accentuate her point. “That’s alright though. You look cute with the extra fluff.” Yuki squeezed a palm against Roy’s violet shaded rump, feeling it wobble gently when she let go. The supplements to his shake were working much more effectively than she could’ve ever hoped after just a week. She bent down toward his behind and planted a small smooch before dragging her hands back up along Roy’s body, feeling the added weight and curves all the way up. She wanted to continue teasing but that could come later. Roy’s face could only blush so much after all. Instead the skunk pushed a cup filled with protein shake into Roy’s hand and smiled. Time for his daily workout again. This time the weight gain supplement didn’t have its dosage cut; a week of being cautious was thrown to the wind. Now Roy would fill up properly. And another week later, the story was still the same. Roy started working out every day rather than taking his time. His lack of progress added a sense of urgency to the workouts, motivating him to work even harder, lift more, run longer. Concerned by the last weigh in he also began to weigh himself daily. And each time he did his heart sank a little further when the scale went up. One pound. Two pounds. Five pounds. It was as if the workouts didn’t have any effect at all, only accelerating. Roy resolved to spend less time lifting and more time on cardio instead. If he was going to lose weight that was his best chance. What Roy couldn’t have known was that Yuki was slowly upping the dose of Calorie Counter in his shakes. After a few days with the recommended amount of additive Yuki was getting impatient. The rainbow skunk boy was gaining weight, sure, but it wasn’t as much as Yuki wanted. Roy’s increased attempts at working out were burning off a large amount of the potential gains. And so she started adding small extra scoops. Just enough to keep the calorie burning at bay. Or maybe she was just being a little greedy; it was hard to resist going all out right away. Especially when she saw how Roy’s shirts tightened up, struggling to cover all of his tum, a hint of his belly peeking out from under the bottom of his shirts. Hugging was a much softer affair now and Yuki loved it. So she continued upping the dosage. A week later and it was already double the recommended amount dropped in the shakes every day. And Roy sure looked like it. Thick thighs stretched out the seams of his shorts whenever he tried to pull them on, and Yuki had taken to using his belly as a pillow in the evenings. Much to Roy’s chagrin it was big enough now that it didn’t seem all that odd. It was heavy, soft, and spilled over the sides of his hips in a muffintop. He wanted to complain, to do more to lose weight, but Yuki seemed pretty content with the arrangement. She nuzzled in and rubbed over his rounded tum every evening. And every evening he would huff and cross his arms. He’d never admit that it felt pretty nice. The semi-occasional sessions of tying him up and feeding enough dinner to make him feel like bursting was more concerning... But it was all teasingly. She never went too far, only just enough to stretch his gut out into something more suitable for cuddling. Until one morning, it was clear that none of Roy’s clothes fit anymore. Not a single pair of pants or shirt could stretch enough to make him presentable. Yuki had a field day with her teasing, as he pulled on a pair of pajama pants and left to go shopping. “Why does everything have to be so small?” he grumbled, pulling up a pair of XXL jeans that refused to cover his entire rump. The boxer briefs underneath were stretched tight over his cheeks anyway, leaving nothing to the imagination. Half of Roy’s ball gut was still visible under the shirt he’d picked out, resting atop the jiggling mound of skunk fat. Yuki stood to the side, watching her partner struggle in the changing room. She fought the urge to take a picture of the scene for future teasing, instead just enjoying the eye candy. “I told you, XXL is going to be too small for you now,” Yuki snickered. Roy grit his teeth and gave one final tug upward on the jeans. “And I’m still saying, it will fit! I just need to pull a little harder-” But his thought was interrupted by a ripping sound. He turned around to look in a full length mirror, even though he already had an idea what it might be. The seam along his butt crack tore clean apart, revealing the light blue briefs beneath. “…okay, fine. Triple-XL then,” Roy muttered, barely audible over Yuki’s giggling laughter. XXXL shirts and pants. Roy’s face was bright red by the time they checked out. Especially when Yuki offered to buy him some maternity clothing, since that might fit better. A full month in on his workouts and it seemed that nothing was helping. Yuki wouldn’t let him cut back any further on meals; he was already keeping to salads and light portions, so there was nothing left to cut out. And workouts were getting more and more difficult. A few days back he’d stopped weighing himself, now that he couldn’t see over the front of his tum to read the scale. It looked a bit like a giant, fuzzy beachball had been stuffed under his shirt, hanging against his thighs and wobbling with each step. And each step was heavier these days, shaking the floor of the house more and more by the day. Nowhere was the added weight more evident than at the gym. He couldn’t do sit-ups properly anymore as he squished into his own gut with each attempt. And the cardio on the treadmill was much harder. He panted and had to take breaks every few minutes these days. There were even a few treadmills that wouldn’t fit him properly anymore; the jogging motion would set his belly wobbling back and forth and let it bump into the handlebars on the sides. Between the sideways glances from other gym-goers and his difficulty running on the treadmill, Roy knew something drastic was needed. There was only one thing left to do, much as he didn’t want to. “Hey, I’m gonna skip out on the protein shake this time, to see if that helps at all,” Roy said as he sat at the kitchen table, decked out in gym clothing. He had to push the seat back slightly to sit at the table though, as his belly pushed into the side of the table uncomfortably. Yuki paused, already part way through adding the ingredients to the blender. “What? Are you sure?” “Not really. It’s super tasty, sure. But I think it’s the only calories I have left to cut at this point. So I have to at least give it a shot, right?” Yuki bit her lip. “…I guess you’re right. Well, at least take this last shake. I’m already almost finished with it,” she replied, her mind moving a mile a minute. Maybe this was the end of the line for her prank? If Roy stopped drinking the shake and suddenly lost all that weight he’d know that something fishy was going on. And then the blame would be square on her shoulders. What could she do? A small bottle in the cabinet caught her attention as she pulled the Calorie Counter off a shelf. It was something a little more potent than just a weight gaining supplement: a growth potion. She’d picked it up a few days ago when she was feeling particularly impatient with her partner’s growth, but then chickened out once it was home. Maybe today was the day to use it then. She smiled, wide and devious, before popping the cork off the small vial. She dumped the entire thing in and hit the blend button, ignoring any dose instructions that might have helped. If this was going to be Roy’s last shake, Yuki would be sure it would take him a long time to lose all the weight he’d gained. Roy didn’t notice anything off, even though the shake had a slightly greener tinge than usual. “Fine, since you already went to the trouble of making it,” he said, leaning up to smooch Yuki on the cheek. “But I’m gonna drink it here rather than at the gym. Everyone gives me weird looks already at the gym without the added awkwardness of chugging a protein shake.” Yuki almost said something to Roy, about waiting to drink the shake, but stopped herself once it was to his lips. It didn’t matter now, since he was already drinking it. Plus this way she’d get to enjoy having an even larger-than-usual skunk partner to cuddle up with. She wondered what it would be like to use Roy as a couch, resting on his belly while they watched movies. With the shake drained in no time flat, Roy set the plastic to-go cup back on the table. “Thanks Yuki. Did you forget to add something this time though? Tasted a little off.” Adding in its own agreement with that statement was Roy’s stomach, which started to growl at him ominously. Roy looked down at his tum and lifted an eyebrow in confusion. That was odd. He’d just eaten not that long ago, so he shouldn’t be hungry. With a shrug the skunk stood up and walked out of the kitchen toward the front door. He made it as far as the living room before his stomach growled again, this time louder and more aggressive. And then he started to grow taller. He looked around the room, confused as his point of view seemed to change over time. He had to open his stance wider when his feet pushed against the carpet, growing out sideways. “Uhh, Yuki? Something feels weird. Can you come in here?” he said, a twinge of worry and fear in his voice. It only became clear what was happening when Roy’s clothing started to rip apart. His workout shorts tightened on his thighs before it ripped away, leaving him clad in just a pair of boxer briefs. The shirt above that wasn’t faring much better, as it looked more like a tank top with every passing moment. The sleeves ripped all the way up to his shoulders and his rounded moobs were the only part of his chest left covered by the fabric. A female skunk voice giggled from behind him. “Oh don’t worry Roy, you’ll be fine. Just gave you something extra in today’s shake.” He couldn’t tell what Yuki was doing, but he did feel a pair of arms reach around his front to grope at his belly. Arms that found it harder and harder to reach to the front as time went on, and fell lower on his belly as he got taller. Roy could already tell that he’d gained a few feet, now that the top of the doorframes were almost at eye level. That brought Roy’s sense of urgency back to the forefront of his mind. He needed to get outside. He didn’t know just how large he would get after all. He walked forward, carefully dancing around the furniture. He couldn’t quite see where his feet were landing, but he could feel the fabric of his socks break away finally and sensed the shaking of the walls with each plodding step. The distracted skunk didn’t notice a ceiling fan in his way though, not until he’d bumped his head against it. With a curse Roy ducked a little lower before he realized that meant he was already dangerously close to hitting the ceiling… this was bad. He wasn’t going to fit inside anymore. As Yuki watched her partner from behind her smiled turned into an expression of surprise. Roy was already getting pretty tall… the salesman said it was a temporary potion, and that the drinker wouldn’t get any taller than ten feet. But Roy was already nearly there and still seemed to be growing. She watched him come up to the front door, head and shoulders above the frame. There was no way he’d be fitting through the door this way. Not only was he too tall, his gut was far too wide. This was definitely too tall. Roy got on his hands and knees to try and crawl through the door instead. “Uhh, hang on, let me help Roy! Don’t break anything!” she said as a sense of panic started to set in. She wanted to have a little fun but she didn’t want to break anything. Roy was caught halfway through the doorframe, his gut filling every available space in the doorframe and then some. It cracked the wall’s plaster as he tried to force his way through but his body did not budge an inch forward. Yuki even tried to press against her growing partner’s butt, to give just a little more force to his crawling forward, but she simply sank in slightly to the soft and wobbling skunk rump. It must have looked extremely strange to anyone watching, with an extra-large Roy’s head, shoulders, and arms outside the door in the open air. Roy closed his eyes as a shudder ran over his body. Without warning he expanded dramatically, adding several feet in height in an instant. The few fibers of his briefs that held out up until then were torn aside and fluttered to the ground, leaving Roy totally nude. Yuki was jettisoned backward from the force of the growth, landing with a thud on her back. Shaking her head she looked back at Roy and realized with a gasp that the doorway was completely destroyed by her partner, pulled free from the wall and laying in the front yard in pieces. She was in way over her head now; this wasn’t supposed to happen. Realizing that he was totally nude, Roy’s face turned an all new shade of red, completely embarrassed by the scene he found himself in. He couldn’t stay outside now with no clothing on. So with a huff he started to scramble backward into the living room again, causing all new damage to the house’s walls when his belly pushed into the formerly large enough hole. By now his tum was rubbing along the ground with each movement, reminding him at all times just how large he’d gotten. His long, fluffy tail rubbed against the ceiling, which might have been better than dragging it along the floor where it could damage furniture. The same couldn’t be said for his legs, which pushed a sofa aside and crashed into the back wall with his feet. “Just how big am I going to get Yuki?” he grumbled, placing a hand tentatively on the ceiling to make sure he knew how much room he had. Roy had no way to look behind him as he backed up, but he did feel a small body push into his rump. Yuki had just gotten back to her feet in time to see the wall of violet fur moving her way, with no time to dodge. Luckily for her Roy didn’t keep backing up too much more. Just enough to pin her against a wall, sandwiched between a wall and skunk butt. And especially lucky for her, Roy’s growth seemed to stop right at that moment too. Now that he was finally fully inside, Roy crawled around until he was somewhere safe to sit. He plopped down on their sofa, which promptly broke beneath the heavy skunk’s weight. “Yuki… what just happened?” he asked, looking around at the damage to their living room. Furniture destroyed, head pressing into the ceiling even while sitting, clothes ruined… something odd happened here, and he had a hunch that it was a trick on her part. She smiled up at him, dusting herself off. “Well, it was just a prank, something to help you gain some weight over the last month. And seems like it worked a little too well. Ahah,” she said, forcing an awkward laugh. At least their house was intact. Things could’ve been a whole lot worse. “Are you serious? It was all those shakes wasn’t it.” “Guilty as charged!” Roy narrowed his eyes, looking down at the purple and black skunk. “So, you wanted a big chubby skunk to tease huh? Well here you go,” Roy said. There wasn’t enough time for Yuki to respond. Roy made an unceremonious turn to face his rump her way and took a seat yet again. THOOM. Yuki was trapped beneath her significant other’s enormous posterior, feeling it mold around her body as the cheeks pressed her into the carpet. “You gonna do that to me again?” “N-No, I’ll be good,” Yuki answered with a grunt. Roy made a show of putting his hand to his chin in mock thought. “I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson. Maybe an hour down there will convince you. Actually, you can just stay right here until it wears off.” “Roy, I-” “You might want to hold your breath.” The giant skunk looked over his shoulder down at Yuki’s face, and with a smug grin scooted himself back to fully trap his partner. He wiggled in place to get comfy; he didn’t plan to move anywhere for a good long time. --- “Oops,” Roy said in a sing-song way, betraying just how insincere he was. Yuki’s legs lifted off the ground a few inches as her partner’s naked rump grinded against her. Roy’s butt had her pinned against a wall. It wasn’t hard for Roy to do either; his butt was large enough that it covered Yuki’s entire torso while her face was forced against the base of his tail. She was forced to use her arms to hold tight around Roy’s ass, trying to climb upward and get better purchase on the skunk butt. “Roy, come on, put me down,” Yuki choked out, biting her lip to keep any enjoyment of the abuse out of her voice. It had been like this for nearly a week now. Hours after the first growth spurt Roy shrank back down. But not quite all the way. At first they just assumed it would take a little longer for the rest of the potion to wear off. When Roy was forced to go to sleep on a bed only half his size, they were forced to face the possibility that something else was going on. It took Yuki several hours on the phone with the potion’s manufacturer to figure out the issue. “Didn’t you read the dosage information on the bottle? Growth effects are long term if you drink the entire thing in one dose,” the voice on the other end of the phone had said. “Oh,” Yuki said. And that was how Roy got stuck at 9 feet tall. The company assured them they would send a bottle of reversal serum but that it would take some time to synthesize and ship. At minimum a week, probably longer. And that left Yuki in a bit of a bind. She hadn’t planned for what to do in this case. She figured it would be a quick punishment and then things would go back to normal. When Roy learned that though his worry and annoyance only lasted about half a day. After that it was back to teasing and torturing his little partner. Yuki wasn’t sure if this was still him getting revenge, or if the extra-large skunk actually enjoyed being this tall and throwing his weight around. But she did know that at any chance Roy had she found herself pinned by his hips, trapped under his butt, smooshed by his tum, surrounded by purple skunk tail, loomed over in bed… “You’re blushing again,” Roy said, looking backward over his shoulder. That view had become mighty familiar to Yuki by now. Along with the satisfied grin that usually accompanied it. She could only look away and grunt, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of proving him right. “Can’t you at least try the clothes I got for you again?” “Maybe later,” he answered. Yuki already knew that meant ‘no.’ His tail swished back and forth in her face, unclothed from the waist down. Yuki bought him a whole new wardrobe a few days after the accident but he’d stubbornly refused to put any of them on. None of them except an old sweatshirt that barely reached down to his gut, covering basically nothing. “…you’re not gonna put me down are you.” “Not yet, you haven’t nuzzled against my rump yet after all. I’ll think about it after that… probably going to put you on belly rub duty. Now breathe deep, I have to check Twitter so you’re not going anywhere for a while.”