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This is a story I wrote for BellyFurVas from Furaffinity. I suggest you check out his page, his just a fantastic fellow, and we wanted to do a collaboration together!
BellyFurVas

Vas the Fox belongs to BellyFurVas
Cody the Otter Belongs to geoOtter

- Getting Those Creative Juices Flowing -
Trade for BellyFurVas
By, geoOtter 2017

“Was that you?” the otter glanced over at Vas, raising an eyebrow. “Ummm, what are you talking about?” Vas innocently replied. A goofy grin spread across the fox’s face. Cody shook his head and looked away before the fox could see a smile flash across the otter’s face. The soft grumble from before resumed, and Cody looked over again, unable to contain his smirk. “There it is again… I wonder where its coming from?” Vas blushed a little, looking at the otter with a surprised expression on his face. He shrugged his shoulders and held his hands up.

“Hmmm, well I guess I must be hearing things” Cody replied, eyeing the fox suspiciously. At this point, both the otter and the fox couldn’t maintain their acts any longer and they both burst out laughing. Vas reached his arm up and scratched behind his ear. “Guess it is getting to be about that time. We have been working on this project for a while, and I have definitely grown an appetite…” he said. “Honestly, I am a little peckish as well. Who knew art could be so demanding on your body?” Cody responded.

The slender otter stood up and stretched his arms. Reaching for the ceiling, the Cody let out a long groan as his bunched-up muscles relaxed. Vas couldn’t help but steal a glance at the otter’s exposed midriff. The otter’s elongated midsection showed off his pelvic bones as well as a little bit of belly fat layered over his muscles, which stretched and poked out. Cody’s ribs jutted out of his white T-shirt as he drew in a deep breath and sighed heavily. As he turned to look at the fox, Vas quickly looked away, not letting the otter see his flushed face.

Cody smiled at the fox as he tried to stretch his tight white shirt over his long torso. “What shall we have?” Cody asked as he turned to head to the kitchen. Vas sat there, watching the exposed back muscles of the otter twitch back and forth as his thick tail wagged behind him. “Any thoughts?” Cody repeated, looking over his shoulder as he disappeared into the other room.

Rubbing the blush out of his cheeks, Vas jumped up and followed the otter into the kitchen. He was just planning on ordering food for them both since it was easier; but since they both liked to cook, Vas realized the folly in his plan. “Uh, I honestly hadn’t really thought about it until I became hungry. I was planning on just ordering food?” “We can do that, or we can take a break from our project and relax with some cooking?” Cody responded. He tilted his head and looked over his glasses at the fox.

“Relax with cooking? Is that even a thing?” Vas replied, standing at the doorway, looking at the otter who began to investigate the possibilities for cooking in the kitchen. “Oh yes, believe me. Whenever I feel my creative juices receding after a few hard hours of writing or drawing, I like to cook new things to fill myself back up with creative food!” Cody said, smiling. “Then I will be full to the brim with new creative juices!” “Uh, right, that is how it works…” Vas said, peering at the otter suspiciously.

Cody looked around the kitchen and plopped two stools next to the preparation island. “Here is where we will conduct our next creative piece!” Vas looked on with curiosity and awe. “Do you really cook when you are having trouble with writing?” “Of course, It feeds the mind and the body!” Cody said, getting into his routine, almost becoming oblivious to the fox in the room.

Vas just leaned against the wall and watched as the otter began rummaging through the cupboards. He watched intently as Cody seemingly switched off the rest of the world and began to focus intently on the job at hand. Vas eyes travelled from one side of the kitchen to the other, watching the otter zip across the room, with a surprising amount of vigor and energy.

Something began to well up from the pit of the fox’s stomach, and Vas blushed. He wasn’t sure if it was his hunger reminding him that his stomach craved food, or if watching the otter excitedly whip around the room preparing to cook a meal gave Vas a sense of adoration. The fox’s tail began to wag, his fluffy, ruddy tail flicked back and forth almost on its own accord. Vas grabbed it and held onto the dark brown tip as he watched the otter.

“Hmmmm, what to eat…?” The otter spoke to no one in particular. It was obvious to Vas that Cody had completely transported himself to another place as soon as the mention of cooking and eating was brought up. It made the fox smile. Cody rummaged through the fridge and Vas could hear deep, baritone tones coming from the fridge. Twitching his ears, Vas could hear the otter humming to himself. The fox shook his head and smiled as he continued watching from the doorway.
Cody backed himself out of the refrigerator and carried a package of chicken in one paw and bacon in another paw. “What are you going to make with that?” The fox’s eyes widened as he saw the packages of meats in the otters arms. Breaking the otter’s concentration, Cody looked up and smiled. “Oh no no no…” He set the chicken down and walked over to the fox. Vas perked up and let go of his tail as the otter approached him.

Cody walked right up against Vas and placed a paw on the fox’s lower back. “You are going to help cook mister! Gotta get your exercise in too!” The otter gently pushed the tense fox over to the preparation island and pulled out a stool for Vas to sit. The fox obediently sat, smiling uncontrollably. Cody walked over to the other side and started to unwrap the chicken. The otter glanced over his glasses at the fox, and grinned.

Vas and Cody organized the boards, knives and the meats. Cody began to slice the chicken and Vas cut the bacon and set it aside. “What are we making?” Vas asked. “Don’t know yet. I was thinking of something savory with a unique flare to it that we wouldn’t normally think of.” Cody smiled as he placed the slices of chicken to the side as he cut it up. “Oh, wait a second...” the otter suddenly stopped. “can you do me a favor and come over here for a second Vas?”

“Uhhh, sure Cody!” Vas set the bacon down on the table and stood up, walking over to the otter on the other side of the island. Cody leaned back and grinned at the fox standing there in front of him. He closed one eye and stuck his tongue out, sizing up the fox. He grabbed a couple large chicken breasts and placed them on top of each other. “What, uh, what are you doing?” Vas asked. Cody just smiled and leaned forward and held the chicken up to the fox’s belly. “Hmmm,” Cody said, comparing the meat to the fox’s middle.

Vas watched as the otter sized up his tummy with the chicken, and felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him like a damp wet towel. “Uh…” Vas started, but his voice waivered and he choked on his words. The otter looked up at the fox and saw one of his ears was drooping and his muzzle was flushed and red. Cody grinned from ear to ear. “Well looks like it’ll fit!” Vas saw a mischievous sparkle in the otter’s blue eyes, and it sent a lump down his throat.

Vas watched as the otter began to blush as they made eye contact. The fox felt relieved he wasn’t the only one feeling a little hot in the room. Cody turned back to the table and began slicing more chicken. “Yes, this will do nicely…” Cody turned his head and stole another glimpse at Vas’ belly. Suddenly, the fox’s tummy let out a loud, deep grumble. Feeling weak in the knees, Vas just about passed out from embarrassment. “Hehe, sounds like your tummy agrees with my calculations!” Cody said.
Vas put one paw to his gut and another to the island for stability. “What can I do?” Vas said, trying to take the attention off his growling stomach. “Well, since the bacon is separated, you can start up the pans and get out the cheese.” “It sounds like you already know what you are going to make there, otter.” Vas said suspiciously. “Hmm, I saw the chicken and bacon, and I had a couple of ideas. Now that I am slicing the chicken, an idea came to me.” Vas watched the otter slice the chicken into very thin filets.

Vas turned the pan on and walked over to the fridge. He grabbed the cheese and went back to his stool. By then Cody had splayed out the meat and was eagerly awaiting the fox. “OK! This is gonna be sweet!” “Place the bacon on the flanks of chicken and then sprinkle the cheese on the bacon.” Vas did as the otter instructed, and waited to see what was coming next. The aroma of bacon and cheese filled his round button nose, and he felt the pangs of hunger resume its audible protest.
Cody pulled toothpicks out from the drawer in the island, and held them up. “Ok mister, now roll the flanks of chicken up! We are making Chicken Cordon Bleu!” Vas took his paws and gently rolled the chicken flanks around the bacon and cheese. The cheese spilled out on either side of each roll. Vas thought the Cordon Bleu reminded him of sushi rolls. Suddenly he realized why the mischievous otter liked this meal as well. Cody readied his toothpicks and stabbed the rolls as soon as Vas’ paws were out of the way. Vas and Cody admired the eight rolls of chicken, stuffed to the brim with bacon and cheese.

The otter looked over at the fox, and their eyes met. Seemingly synchronized, both the otter and fox blushed deeply, and they turned away from each other. An awkward silence filled the room. The sound of the pan sizzling and steam escaping the lid broke the spell; both sets of ears perked up. “Ah, we are ready!” Cody bounded over to the stove. “can you bring me the rolls?” Vas walked over with the cutting board, holding the Cordon Bleu. Cody grabbed the first couple of rolls and placed them on the sizzling pan.

Vas watched as the steam from the sizzling meat coalesced around the Cody’s head. He watched as the otter’s glasses fog up from the chicken scented steam. Thinking quickly, Vas stole another glance at the otter’s stomach. The otter was relaxed, and he could see Cody’s chest rise and fall behind his tight shirt. Vas wondered what the otter’s heartbeat would feel like. He saw that the shirt wasn’t built for otters, as his tummy was exposed right near his belly button. Vas saw Cody’s muscles expand and contract with each breath and his soft, furry middle was creamy white.

Looking away, Vas continued thinking about what Cody’s belly would look like full of food, and how much he might enjoy rubbing the otter’s tummy, full or empty. Vas shifted his position awkwardly as he realized how close he was to Cody. He looked up at the otter’s face, and saw take his glasses off and reach down to use his shirt to wipe them clean. The fox got a better glimpse of the otters middle as he lifted his shirt.

“Ugh the steam got on my glasses.” Cody said, looking over at the fox. Vas just looked at the otter, blushing wildly. “Yeah, the steam smells so good though!” Vas replied. The fox felt his stomach demanding to be fed, and the sensation welled up inside of him. Suddenly the fox’s tongue rolled out of his mouth and drool began to trickle off his tongue. He caught himself just in the nick of time, and his tongue slithered back into his maw before he made a mess.

Cody took some tongs and flipped the chicken. He placed the top back on the pan and extended the tongs to the fox. “Your turn to try!” “Uh, OK!” Vas said. The Otter stepped back and let the fox stand where he was. Cody stepped up and Vas could feel the very close presence of the otter right behind him. Vas took the pan lid off, and steam suddenly spilled out everywhere. Closing his eyes and waving the tongs everywhere, Vas laughed as he tried to wave the steam off.

Vas and Cody finished cooking the Chicken Cordon Bleu and walked over to the island. They sat next to each other on the stools. Cody scooched his stool close to the fox. As they sat, both fox and otter tails wagged happily behind them. “I cannot wait to dig in! get those creative juices flowing!” Cody beamed, looking at the cheesy, bacon stuffed chicken rolls on his plate. Each one was about the size of their fists. Cody leaned back, rubbed his belly and gave it a nice pat. “alright buddy, time to go to work!” he winked at Vas.

Not to be outdone, Vas grabbed his stomach and patted it with both paws. “I’m just as hungry as you are mister!” “Oh really?” Cody raised an eyebrow. Before they knew it, they were both tucking in, eating the steaming meat rolls. Vas took an entire roll with his fork and eagerly chomped down on the whole thing. He pulled the fork out from between his pearly fangs and looked over at the otter with puffed cheeks. Cody glanced over, his little pointy, otter teeth tearing at the chicken. Both smiled greedily at each other and turned back to their meal.

Vas chewed loudly, letting the hot cheese and bacon squirt out from the confines of the chicken onto his tongue. Slurping up his drool, Vas tilted his head back and greedily let the whole chicken roll wedge into his gullet. He swallowed as hard as he could, hoping he could get the whole piece down in one attempt. Cody glances over again at the sloppy and wet gurgle coming from the fox’s mouth as he sloppily gulped the first Cordon Bleu down. The chicken created a bulge in the fox’s throat the disappeared behind his furry chest.

Vas waited eagerly as he felt the chunks of chicken slowly descend toward his awaiting tummy. He leaned back in the stool and pushed his stomach out to create a straighter line for the food to travel. The chicken bumped against the sides of his gullet, and could feel exactly where it was behind his chest. With his heart beating fast, Vas relaxed and let his tongue roll out as the chicken disappeared and slipped into his belly. Sighing contentedly, the fox looked over at the otter who was busy stuffing little bites into his mouth.

Cody looked up, blushed and turned away shyly to gulp down his bites of meat. “Ahhhhh!” Cody sighed as he swallowed. “Wow, this is super tasty! What do you think…” Cody stopped and stared as the hungry fox wedged another piece of chicken between his jaws and pushed it to the back of his throat with a paw. Noticing the otter watching, Vas’s lips curled into a smile as he licked his paw as he pulled it out of his mouth, swallowing slowly. As the chicken descended his throat and vanished, he turned in his stool and faced the otter.

“this whole creative juices thing is a great idea! I was ravenously hungry!” Vas said. He could feel the chicken settling into his tummy. Cody blushed hotly and shifted in his seat. “Hehe, well good. I thought you might like the idea…” the fox could tell the otter was behaving much differently than before. Something about how the otter reacted to his goofy and sloppy eating excited the fox. Vas got up from the island, and Cody eyed the fox as he walked over to the pan where the remaining chicken waited.

Vas plopped the rest of the chicken onto his plate. “Mmmm, this sure is tasty… I wonder if Cody planned this all along.” Vas said to himself. Vas turned back to the island and sat down. He noticed something was a little different, but it wasn’t until he turned to look at the otter that he noticed how much closer Cody was sitting to him than before. Vas figured that Cody shifted his stool closer to the fox’s seat when he wasn’t looking.

Cody tried cramming a big piece of cheese and bacon into his mouth, he smiled cutely at the fox and tried to swallow it down like the fox. Cody tilted his head back and winced as the lump of meat and cheese got stuck in his throat. Putting his hand to his throat, Cody tried to push the food down his gullet. Vas reached over a puts a paw on the otter’s shoulder. “You can do it Ottie!” He encouraged Cody and watched eagerly.

Cody grimaced as the lump of meat stuck in his throat. He gulped again, and squeezed his fists together, leaning forward. The lump suddenly started to move and Vas watched with bated breath as the lump slipped past the otter’s light brown collarbone. Cody leaned back and lifted his shirt, putting a paw where he felt the bulge moving down his long and slender torso.

Vas’ face reddened and felt hot as he made eye contact with the otter before looking down at his midsection; watching Cody’s paw slowly move down his chest. Cody closed his eyes and smiled, sighing with relief. Vas left ear drooped, and his guts swirled as he watched Cody breathe in; and the fox’s jaw fell agape as the otter’s belly bulged out slightly as the meat settled in his skinny tummy. “Ahh, that’s the spot!” Cody said happily, patting his bloated gut.

The fox and otter stared at Cody’s stomach poking out of his form for what seemed like ages before Cody turned to the fox. “Uh, so, Vassie, you have quite the dish of meats to go there… Can, uh, can I watch you eat them?” Vas watched the brown otter turn a deep shade of red. “Hmmm, I guess so?” Vas said, feigning embarrassment. Cody scooched closer immediately upon hearing Vas’ reply and leaned in to watch the fox eat the Cordon Bleu.

Vas felt an aching and swelling feeling forming in his chest as he eagerly showed off his eating to the otter. His head throbbed with the sound of his heart beating faster, and the fox started to see tunnel vision as he grabbed another piece of cheesy, savory chicken. Vas began to chew the chicken and the otter watched as the fox’s canines chomped down on the meat. Swallowing sloppily, Vas suddenly took Cody’s paw and placed on his tummy. The otter squeaked in surprise and his glasses slipped down his muzzle as he put a paw to his blushing face.

“Can you feel it enter my tummy?” Vas asked the shy otter. “Uhhh…” Cody stumbled on his words, unable to respond. Vas shifted his position and pushed his belly out a little for the otter to feel. The otter placed his paw right below the fox’s ribs and patiently waited. “I don’t feel anything, just fluffy foxy tum.” The otter grinned as he looked back up to the fox. Vas had already put another piece of chicken in his mouth. “Hmmm?” Swallowing it in two bites, Vas let out a long sigh, chicken breath washing over Cody’s face.

“Try now!” Vas leaned back further, his ribs poked out from his chest as his stomach gurgled and at the sudden influx of the heavy meat. Cody rubbed the fox’s gut and waited. “Ah! I feel it!” Cody perked up with surprise as the fox’s belly suddenly shifted, and he felt Vas’s ribs expand to make room for the meat waiting to drop into his belly. Cody patted the tummy as it drooped a little lower, heavier and full. The fluffy foxy gut began to feel tighter as the amount of chicken and cheese and bacon increased inside his middle.

Cody’s tail began to wag as he almost fell off his stool. Vas chuckled at the clumsy otter. The fox took the last piece of Cordon Bleu and held it up to his mouth on a fork. “Oooh, let me!” Cody said, suddenly standing up and leaning close to the fox’s muzzle. Vas blushed as he handed the fork over to the otter. Cody took the chicken off the fork and gingerly held it in his paw. “Open Wide!”

The Fox obeyed, grinning stupidly. His eyes were fixed on the eager otter as he stretched his mouth open wide. Drool began to pool in his mouth as the otter gently placed the roll of meat into the fox’s maw. Snapping his mouth shut, Cody jumped back as he quickly removed his paw. He came in close as the fox tilted his head all the way back and gulped noisily. The lump of meat quickly disappeared before Vas brought his head back down, only to bump noses with the otter. They both looked at each other, and a wave of adoration and passion sparkled between them.

Vas wriggled his belly back and forth to fit the last piece of meat in. He began to pant heavily as his stomach ached from being so full. The otter kept his nose close to the fox’s as he shifted his position. Surprised, Vas relaxed as the otter climbed onto his lap, legs straddling the fox’s middle. Cody hugged the big plump foxy as their noses made contact.

Vas’ tail wagged happily as his tummy gurgled happily. “That was incredible!” Cody whispered. The fox’s ears perked up at the sound of the otters soothing voice. Without thinking, Vas leaned in and gave the otter a wet kiss. Cody drew in his breath quickly as he was smooched by the fat fox. He blushed heavily. “I, uh, I think I have some new inspiration!” Cody said quickly, as he got up and ran into the other room.”

Vas sat there dumbly for a moment. His bulging tummy whining and gurgling as it tightly held the food the fox gobbled up. He sat there thinking about what he had just done, and whether the otter was ashamed, upset, or shy. He got up slowly, holding his back as he adjusted his position to accommodate the food taking up space in his torso. He walked over to the den where he watched from the doorway as Cody sat at his computer furiously typing.

“Ah, there you are mister!” Cody responded. “I think I found a good ending for my story! By sharing a very intimate experience, they finally realize the feelings that they were experiencing was a crush through an accidental kiss. They begin a new story about understanding their feelings as they go off on more adventures!” “Wow, that sounds pretty uplifting.” Vas said, looking at the otter with a leery glance. “I wonder where you got that idea from?”

Cody didn’t take his eyes off his story, but patted the ground next to him with a paw. “Come sit! I need you to review this for me!” Vas waddled over to the place where the otter was sitting and plopped down next to Cody. He felt a little apprehensive, but also very warm as their shoulders brushed. Cody looked over to the fox and smiled. Vas burped loudly, covering his mouth and grinning. Cody blushed and they laughed heartily at each other.

- The End -

Description
This is a story I wrote for BellyFurVas from Furaffinity. I suggest you check out his page, his just a fantastic fellow, and we wanted to do a collaboration together!
BellyFurVas

Vas the Fox belongs to BellyFurVas
Cody the Otter Belongs to geoOtter

- Getting Those Creative Juices Flowing -
Trade for BellyFurVas
By, geoOtter 2017

“Was that you?” the otter glanced over at Vas, raising an eyebrow. “Ummm, what are you talking about?” Vas innocently replied. A goofy grin spread across the fox’s face. Cody shook his head and looked away before the fox could see a smile flash across the otter’s face. The soft grumble from before resumed, and Cody looked over again, unable to contain his smirk. “There it is again… I wonder where its coming from?” Vas blushed a little, looking at the otter with a surprised expression on his face. He shrugged his shoulders and held his hands up.

“Hmmm, well I guess I must be hearing things” Cody replied, eyeing the fox suspiciously. At this point, both the otter and the fox couldn’t maintain their acts any longer and they both burst out laughing. Vas reached his arm up and scratched behind his ear. “Guess it is getting to be about that time. We have been working on this project for a while, and I have definitely grown an appetite…” he said. “Honestly, I am a little peckish as well. Who knew art could be so demanding on your body?” Cody responded.

The slender otter stood up and stretched his arms. Reaching for the ceiling, the Cody let out a long groan as his bunched-up muscles relaxed. Vas couldn’t help but steal a glance at the otter’s exposed midriff. The otter’s elongated midsection showed off his pelvic bones as well as a little bit of belly fat layered over his muscles, which stretched and poked out. Cody’s ribs jutted out of his white T-shirt as he drew in a deep breath and sighed heavily. As he turned to look at the fox, Vas quickly looked away, not letting the otter see his flushed face.

Cody smiled at the fox as he tried to stretch his tight white shirt over his long torso. “What shall we have?” Cody asked as he turned to head to the kitchen. Vas sat there, watching the exposed back muscles of the otter twitch back and forth as his thick tail wagged behind him. “Any thoughts?” Cody repeated, looking over his shoulder as he disappeared into the other room.

Rubbing the blush out of his cheeks, Vas jumped up and followed the otter into the kitchen. He was just planning on ordering food for them both since it was easier; but since they both liked to cook, Vas realized the folly in his plan. “Uh, I honestly hadn’t really thought about it until I became hungry. I was planning on just ordering food?” “We can do that, or we can take a break from our project and relax with some cooking?” Cody responded. He tilted his head and looked over his glasses at the fox.

“Relax with cooking? Is that even a thing?” Vas replied, standing at the doorway, looking at the otter who began to investigate the possibilities for cooking in the kitchen. “Oh yes, believe me. Whenever I feel my creative juices receding after a few hard hours of writing or drawing, I like to cook new things to fill myself back up with creative food!” Cody said, smiling. “Then I will be full to the brim with new creative juices!” “Uh, right, that is how it works…” Vas said, peering at the otter suspiciously.

Cody looked around the kitchen and plopped two stools next to the preparation island. “Here is where we will conduct our next creative piece!” Vas looked on with curiosity and awe. “Do you really cook when you are having trouble with writing?” “Of course, It feeds the mind and the body!” Cody said, getting into his routine, almost becoming oblivious to the fox in the room.

Vas just leaned against the wall and watched as the otter began rummaging through the cupboards. He watched intently as Cody seemingly switched off the rest of the world and began to focus intently on the job at hand. Vas eyes travelled from one side of the kitchen to the other, watching the otter zip across the room, with a surprising amount of vigor and energy.

Something began to well up from the pit of the fox’s stomach, and Vas blushed. He wasn’t sure if it was his hunger reminding him that his stomach craved food, or if watching the otter excitedly whip around the room preparing to cook a meal gave Vas a sense of adoration. The fox’s tail began to wag, his fluffy, ruddy tail flicked back and forth almost on its own accord. Vas grabbed it and held onto the dark brown tip as he watched the otter.

“Hmmmm, what to eat…?” The otter spoke to no one in particular. It was obvious to Vas that Cody had completely transported himself to another place as soon as the mention of cooking and eating was brought up. It made the fox smile. Cody rummaged through the fridge and Vas could hear deep, baritone tones coming from the fridge. Twitching his ears, Vas could hear the otter humming to himself. The fox shook his head and smiled as he continued watching from the doorway.
Cody backed himself out of the refrigerator and carried a package of chicken in one paw and bacon in another paw. “What are you going to make with that?” The fox’s eyes widened as he saw the packages of meats in the otters arms. Breaking the otter’s concentration, Cody looked up and smiled. “Oh no no no…” He set the chicken down and walked over to the fox. Vas perked up and let go of his tail as the otter approached him.

Cody walked right up against Vas and placed a paw on the fox’s lower back. “You are going to help cook mister! Gotta get your exercise in too!” The otter gently pushed the tense fox over to the preparation island and pulled out a stool for Vas to sit. The fox obediently sat, smiling uncontrollably. Cody walked over to the other side and started to unwrap the chicken. The otter glanced over his glasses at the fox, and grinned.

Vas and Cody organized the boards, knives and the meats. Cody began to slice the chicken and Vas cut the bacon and set it aside. “What are we making?” Vas asked. “Don’t know yet. I was thinking of something savory with a unique flare to it that we wouldn’t normally think of.” Cody smiled as he placed the slices of chicken to the side as he cut it up. “Oh, wait a second...” the otter suddenly stopped. “can you do me a favor and come over here for a second Vas?”

“Uhhh, sure Cody!” Vas set the bacon down on the table and stood up, walking over to the otter on the other side of the island. Cody leaned back and grinned at the fox standing there in front of him. He closed one eye and stuck his tongue out, sizing up the fox. He grabbed a couple large chicken breasts and placed them on top of each other. “What, uh, what are you doing?” Vas asked. Cody just smiled and leaned forward and held the chicken up to the fox’s belly. “Hmmm,” Cody said, comparing the meat to the fox’s middle.

Vas watched as the otter sized up his tummy with the chicken, and felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him like a damp wet towel. “Uh…” Vas started, but his voice waivered and he choked on his words. The otter looked up at the fox and saw one of his ears was drooping and his muzzle was flushed and red. Cody grinned from ear to ear. “Well looks like it’ll fit!” Vas saw a mischievous sparkle in the otter’s blue eyes, and it sent a lump down his throat.

Vas watched as the otter began to blush as they made eye contact. The fox felt relieved he wasn’t the only one feeling a little hot in the room. Cody turned back to the table and began slicing more chicken. “Yes, this will do nicely…” Cody turned his head and stole another glimpse at Vas’ belly. Suddenly, the fox’s tummy let out a loud, deep grumble. Feeling weak in the knees, Vas just about passed out from embarrassment. “Hehe, sounds like your tummy agrees with my calculations!” Cody said.
Vas put one paw to his gut and another to the island for stability. “What can I do?” Vas said, trying to take the attention off his growling stomach. “Well, since the bacon is separated, you can start up the pans and get out the cheese.” “It sounds like you already know what you are going to make there, otter.” Vas said suspiciously. “Hmm, I saw the chicken and bacon, and I had a couple of ideas. Now that I am slicing the chicken, an idea came to me.” Vas watched the otter slice the chicken into very thin filets.

Vas turned the pan on and walked over to the fridge. He grabbed the cheese and went back to his stool. By then Cody had splayed out the meat and was eagerly awaiting the fox. “OK! This is gonna be sweet!” “Place the bacon on the flanks of chicken and then sprinkle the cheese on the bacon.” Vas did as the otter instructed, and waited to see what was coming next. The aroma of bacon and cheese filled his round button nose, and he felt the pangs of hunger resume its audible protest.
Cody pulled toothpicks out from the drawer in the island, and held them up. “Ok mister, now roll the flanks of chicken up! We are making Chicken Cordon Bleu!” Vas took his paws and gently rolled the chicken flanks around the bacon and cheese. The cheese spilled out on either side of each roll. Vas thought the Cordon Bleu reminded him of sushi rolls. Suddenly he realized why the mischievous otter liked this meal as well. Cody readied his toothpicks and stabbed the rolls as soon as Vas’ paws were out of the way. Vas and Cody admired the eight rolls of chicken, stuffed to the brim with bacon and cheese.

The otter looked over at the fox, and their eyes met. Seemingly synchronized, both the otter and fox blushed deeply, and they turned away from each other. An awkward silence filled the room. The sound of the pan sizzling and steam escaping the lid broke the spell; both sets of ears perked up. “Ah, we are ready!” Cody bounded over to the stove. “can you bring me the rolls?” Vas walked over with the cutting board, holding the Cordon Bleu. Cody grabbed the first couple of rolls and placed them on the sizzling pan.

Vas watched as the steam from the sizzling meat coalesced around the Cody’s head. He watched as the otter’s glasses fog up from the chicken scented steam. Thinking quickly, Vas stole another glance at the otter’s stomach. The otter was relaxed, and he could see Cody’s chest rise and fall behind his tight shirt. Vas wondered what the otter’s heartbeat would feel like. He saw that the shirt wasn’t built for otters, as his tummy was exposed right near his belly button. Vas saw Cody’s muscles expand and contract with each breath and his soft, furry middle was creamy white.

Looking away, Vas continued thinking about what Cody’s belly would look like full of food, and how much he might enjoy rubbing the otter’s tummy, full or empty. Vas shifted his position awkwardly as he realized how close he was to Cody. He looked up at the otter’s face, and saw take his glasses off and reach down to use his shirt to wipe them clean. The fox got a better glimpse of the otters middle as he lifted his shirt.

“Ugh the steam got on my glasses.” Cody said, looking over at the fox. Vas just looked at the otter, blushing wildly. “Yeah, the steam smells so good though!” Vas replied. The fox felt his stomach demanding to be fed, and the sensation welled up inside of him. Suddenly the fox’s tongue rolled out of his mouth and drool began to trickle off his tongue. He caught himself just in the nick of time, and his tongue slithered back into his maw before he made a mess.

Cody took some tongs and flipped the chicken. He placed the top back on the pan and extended the tongs to the fox. “Your turn to try!” “Uh, OK!” Vas said. The Otter stepped back and let the fox stand where he was. Cody stepped up and Vas could feel the very close presence of the otter right behind him. Vas took the pan lid off, and steam suddenly spilled out everywhere. Closing his eyes and waving the tongs everywhere, Vas laughed as he tried to wave the steam off.

Vas and Cody finished cooking the Chicken Cordon Bleu and walked over to the island. They sat next to each other on the stools. Cody scooched his stool close to the fox. As they sat, both fox and otter tails wagged happily behind them. “I cannot wait to dig in! get those creative juices flowing!” Cody beamed, looking at the cheesy, bacon stuffed chicken rolls on his plate. Each one was about the size of their fists. Cody leaned back, rubbed his belly and gave it a nice pat. “alright buddy, time to go to work!” he winked at Vas.

Not to be outdone, Vas grabbed his stomach and patted it with both paws. “I’m just as hungry as you are mister!” “Oh really?” Cody raised an eyebrow. Before they knew it, they were both tucking in, eating the steaming meat rolls. Vas took an entire roll with his fork and eagerly chomped down on the whole thing. He pulled the fork out from between his pearly fangs and looked over at the otter with puffed cheeks. Cody glanced over, his little pointy, otter teeth tearing at the chicken. Both smiled greedily at each other and turned back to their meal.

Vas chewed loudly, letting the hot cheese and bacon squirt out from the confines of the chicken onto his tongue. Slurping up his drool, Vas tilted his head back and greedily let the whole chicken roll wedge into his gullet. He swallowed as hard as he could, hoping he could get the whole piece down in one attempt. Cody glances over again at the sloppy and wet gurgle coming from the fox’s mouth as he sloppily gulped the first Cordon Bleu down. The chicken created a bulge in the fox’s throat the disappeared behind his furry chest.

Vas waited eagerly as he felt the chunks of chicken slowly descend toward his awaiting tummy. He leaned back in the stool and pushed his stomach out to create a straighter line for the food to travel. The chicken bumped against the sides of his gullet, and could feel exactly where it was behind his chest. With his heart beating fast, Vas relaxed and let his tongue roll out as the chicken disappeared and slipped into his belly. Sighing contentedly, the fox looked over at the otter who was busy stuffing little bites into his mouth.

Cody looked up, blushed and turned away shyly to gulp down his bites of meat. “Ahhhhh!” Cody sighed as he swallowed. “Wow, this is super tasty! What do you think…” Cody stopped and stared as the hungry fox wedged another piece of chicken between his jaws and pushed it to the back of his throat with a paw. Noticing the otter watching, Vas’s lips curled into a smile as he licked his paw as he pulled it out of his mouth, swallowing slowly. As the chicken descended his throat and vanished, he turned in his stool and faced the otter.

“this whole creative juices thing is a great idea! I was ravenously hungry!” Vas said. He could feel the chicken settling into his tummy. Cody blushed hotly and shifted in his seat. “Hehe, well good. I thought you might like the idea…” the fox could tell the otter was behaving much differently than before. Something about how the otter reacted to his goofy and sloppy eating excited the fox. Vas got up from the island, and Cody eyed the fox as he walked over to the pan where the remaining chicken waited.

Vas plopped the rest of the chicken onto his plate. “Mmmm, this sure is tasty… I wonder if Cody planned this all along.” Vas said to himself. Vas turned back to the island and sat down. He noticed something was a little different, but it wasn’t until he turned to look at the otter that he noticed how much closer Cody was sitting to him than before. Vas figured that Cody shifted his stool closer to the fox’s seat when he wasn’t looking.

Cody tried cramming a big piece of cheese and bacon into his mouth, he smiled cutely at the fox and tried to swallow it down like the fox. Cody tilted his head back and winced as the lump of meat and cheese got stuck in his throat. Putting his hand to his throat, Cody tried to push the food down his gullet. Vas reached over a puts a paw on the otter’s shoulder. “You can do it Ottie!” He encouraged Cody and watched eagerly.

Cody grimaced as the lump of meat stuck in his throat. He gulped again, and squeezed his fists together, leaning forward. The lump suddenly started to move and Vas watched with bated breath as the lump slipped past the otter’s light brown collarbone. Cody leaned back and lifted his shirt, putting a paw where he felt the bulge moving down his long and slender torso.

Vas’ face reddened and felt hot as he made eye contact with the otter before looking down at his midsection; watching Cody’s paw slowly move down his chest. Cody closed his eyes and smiled, sighing with relief. Vas left ear drooped, and his guts swirled as he watched Cody breathe in; and the fox’s jaw fell agape as the otter’s belly bulged out slightly as the meat settled in his skinny tummy. “Ahh, that’s the spot!” Cody said happily, patting his bloated gut.

The fox and otter stared at Cody’s stomach poking out of his form for what seemed like ages before Cody turned to the fox. “Uh, so, Vassie, you have quite the dish of meats to go there… Can, uh, can I watch you eat them?” Vas watched the brown otter turn a deep shade of red. “Hmmm, I guess so?” Vas said, feigning embarrassment. Cody scooched closer immediately upon hearing Vas’ reply and leaned in to watch the fox eat the Cordon Bleu.

Vas felt an aching and swelling feeling forming in his chest as he eagerly showed off his eating to the otter. His head throbbed with the sound of his heart beating faster, and the fox started to see tunnel vision as he grabbed another piece of cheesy, savory chicken. Vas began to chew the chicken and the otter watched as the fox’s canines chomped down on the meat. Swallowing sloppily, Vas suddenly took Cody’s paw and placed on his tummy. The otter squeaked in surprise and his glasses slipped down his muzzle as he put a paw to his blushing face.

“Can you feel it enter my tummy?” Vas asked the shy otter. “Uhhh…” Cody stumbled on his words, unable to respond. Vas shifted his position and pushed his belly out a little for the otter to feel. The otter placed his paw right below the fox’s ribs and patiently waited. “I don’t feel anything, just fluffy foxy tum.” The otter grinned as he looked back up to the fox. Vas had already put another piece of chicken in his mouth. “Hmmm?” Swallowing it in two bites, Vas let out a long sigh, chicken breath washing over Cody’s face.

“Try now!” Vas leaned back further, his ribs poked out from his chest as his stomach gurgled and at the sudden influx of the heavy meat. Cody rubbed the fox’s gut and waited. “Ah! I feel it!” Cody perked up with surprise as the fox’s belly suddenly shifted, and he felt Vas’s ribs expand to make room for the meat waiting to drop into his belly. Cody patted the tummy as it drooped a little lower, heavier and full. The fluffy foxy gut began to feel tighter as the amount of chicken and cheese and bacon increased inside his middle.

Cody’s tail began to wag as he almost fell off his stool. Vas chuckled at the clumsy otter. The fox took the last piece of Cordon Bleu and held it up to his mouth on a fork. “Oooh, let me!” Cody said, suddenly standing up and leaning close to the fox’s muzzle. Vas blushed as he handed the fork over to the otter. Cody took the chicken off the fork and gingerly held it in his paw. “Open Wide!”

The Fox obeyed, grinning stupidly. His eyes were fixed on the eager otter as he stretched his mouth open wide. Drool began to pool in his mouth as the otter gently placed the roll of meat into the fox’s maw. Snapping his mouth shut, Cody jumped back as he quickly removed his paw. He came in close as the fox tilted his head all the way back and gulped noisily. The lump of meat quickly disappeared before Vas brought his head back down, only to bump noses with the otter. They both looked at each other, and a wave of adoration and passion sparkled between them.

Vas wriggled his belly back and forth to fit the last piece of meat in. He began to pant heavily as his stomach ached from being so full. The otter kept his nose close to the fox’s as he shifted his position. Surprised, Vas relaxed as the otter climbed onto his lap, legs straddling the fox’s middle. Cody hugged the big plump foxy as their noses made contact.

Vas’ tail wagged happily as his tummy gurgled happily. “That was incredible!” Cody whispered. The fox’s ears perked up at the sound of the otters soothing voice. Without thinking, Vas leaned in and gave the otter a wet kiss. Cody drew in his breath quickly as he was smooched by the fat fox. He blushed heavily. “I, uh, I think I have some new inspiration!” Cody said quickly, as he got up and ran into the other room.”

Vas sat there dumbly for a moment. His bulging tummy whining and gurgling as it tightly held the food the fox gobbled up. He sat there thinking about what he had just done, and whether the otter was ashamed, upset, or shy. He got up slowly, holding his back as he adjusted his position to accommodate the food taking up space in his torso. He walked over to the den where he watched from the doorway as Cody sat at his computer furiously typing.

“Ah, there you are mister!” Cody responded. “I think I found a good ending for my story! By sharing a very intimate experience, they finally realize the feelings that they were experiencing was a crush through an accidental kiss. They begin a new story about understanding their feelings as they go off on more adventures!” “Wow, that sounds pretty uplifting.” Vas said, looking at the otter with a leery glance. “I wonder where you got that idea from?”

Cody didn’t take his eyes off his story, but patted the ground next to him with a paw. “Come sit! I need you to review this for me!” Vas waddled over to the place where the otter was sitting and plopped down next to Cody. He felt a little apprehensive, but also very warm as their shoulders brushed. Cody looked over to the fox and smiled. Vas burped loudly, covering his mouth and grinning. Cody blushed and they laughed heartily at each other.

- The End -