It had been a week since Fiona had shown up unannounced at Tails's dwelling. And since then she'd bene trying her best effort to demonstrate her willingness to redeem herself for past actions. While not the best assistant when Tails was tinkering, nor the best at other jobs, Fiona gave it her all at the one thing she could do well, cooking. She put in all she could fixing up Tails Breakfast, Lunch, dinner, and any snacks he haphazardly mention. The fox lad was too polite to refuse even as he ate more than he probably should. In the few days Fiona had arrived the fox could not deny the growth he was developing. Tails paused and looked at his reflection in the mirror, the formerly skinny fox has worryingly ballooned in size sporting a plump jiggly belly, soft growing moods, and a rather large set of thick blubbery thighs. Tails bit his lip as he rubbed a pudgy cheek and cupped his chin to feel the second one forming. He could smell Fiona cooking yet another filling and potentially fattening meal, he worried about this. They had still not told the others of her arrival just yet and he knew the next time he saw his friends they'd ask questions. But at the same time he could not deny the positive attention and feedback he'd been getting from the vixen, plus she seemed to almost, enjoy, watching Tails gain weight perhaps he could see if she liked larger men and indulge her.... Or he could play it safe and try to plan the inevitable meeting.
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