Lee's two-bedroom apartmemt was extraordinarily clean. The living room was quiet and contemporary, its white furniture adorned with light brown pillows. Both bedrooms were practically identical, clean white walls and beds with matching furnishings. Lee, a light - furred dingo, was almost anal in his need for neatness. Everything had its place, and his tidy dwelling was always in order. Every day he washed the dishes, swept the kitchen, vacuumed the livingroom, and dusted every shelf and tabletop. He was a teacher at the local middle school, and while he made a decent living, he prefered a small and quiet life.

The few friends he had would use the word 'boring' when describing him. 

 His brother, on the other hand, enjoyed an opposite disposition. He was a businessman, specializing in imports or exports... Lee  could never quite remember. He lived boisterously in comparison, even owned a large house with a pool in the back yard. He was proudly married to a kind and modest corgi, and together they had a son who looked like his mother and took after his father. Alex was Lee's nephew, and he attended the school where Lee taught. 

As chance would have it, Lee's brother was needed on an extended business trip, but since Alex was just about to begin his second semester, he would have to stay behind. His mother had never been to the west coast before and was to travel with her husband. She promised to take pictures. This left Lee in a position of sorts, and after a phone call or two it was decided that Alex would stay in his second room.

Lee was sitting in his living room when Alex knocked on the door. He turned the handle and pulled inward, revealing his nephew on the other side. Alex was stout as a corgi - he stood about five feet tall, and had a rather pudgy middle. Two duffel bags were hung over his shoulders, and he held a parcel in his hands. It was wrapped in brown paper and tied with thin twine.

"Hey, Lee. This is from Mom."

Lee acceppted the proffered package.

"Thanks, Alex. The kitchen is just there, and your room is down the hall on the right."

Alex crossed the living room and disappeared into the hallway. Lee pulled at the twine and peeled back the paper. He smiled. Beneath the wrapping were two old paperbacks. They were first edition Gibsons, and they completed his set of three. He tossed the paper in the bin and walked to the small bookshelf on the far side of the living room. He had mentioned these books a few months back while having dinner with his brother. Sarah was thoughtful like that.

Alex poked his head out from the hall. 

"Hey Lee...."

Lee looked up.

"Yeah?"

"There's no t.v. back there. Mind if hook up my games out here?"

The dingo smiled.

"Sure, go for it."

Alex came around the corner, still carrying one of the bags. He set it down in front of the television and sat next to it. As he leaned forward to undo the zip, his black t-shirt slid up a few inches. He had a small set of love handles which wrapped around his back and met his slowly wagging tail. Lee left the living room and entered the kitchen. He opened the fridge door and quietly let out a breath as he feigned to dig around.  

"Hey, you want a sandwich or something?"

Alex looked up, console held in his hands.

"Sure."

Lee grabbed a couple packages of deli meat, some cheese slices, and a bottle of mayonase.

"How many do you want?"

Alex was untangling a bunch of wires.

"Meh. A couple."

He grabbed a loaf of bread from a cupboard and dropped a few slices on a plate. He opened the fridge again, reaching for a head of lettuce.

"You allergic to anything?"

"Nope."

Lee spread mayonase on some bread, tossed on some turkey, ham and a slice of cheese, then tore off a few bits of lettuce. He set the sandwich aside and started making two more. With a sandwich in one hand and a plate in the other, he entered the living room and held out the plate. Alex had just plugged some wires into the television. and was turning on the console. 

"Thanks."

Lee sat on the couch while Alex sat indian-style in the center of the floor. The dingo took a bite out of his sandwich and watched the splash screen of whatever game his nephew was playing. There was a dungeon, and Alex controlled a little character as he ran through it. A few minutes in, Alex picked up his first sandwich and took a ravenous bite. Lee turned his attention from the screen. Alex took another bite, and then another. He dropped the sandwich back on the plate and kept playing. His cheeks were absolutely stuffed, and Lee watched as he laborously chewed, his jaw rolling from side to side. 

After swallowing, he picked the sandwich back up and did it all again. He polished off the sandwich and continued on through the second. When he was finished, Lee stood from the couch.

"Here."

He took the plate from alex and carried it to the sink. He scrubbed it down and rinsed it off, then set it in the rack to dry. 

"There's some bread and stuff left, but other than that I haven't got much. I'll stop by the store tomorrow and pick up some stuff."

Alex grunted in response.



Lee got up early the next day. After a quick shower, he got dressed and headed out. He drove to a small pastry shop he knew and picked up a dozen donuts. When he got back, Alex just gotten out of the shower. 

"Hey Alex, I've got donuts."

The corgi walked into the kitchen, his fur still damp, and opened the box. 

"Grab a couple of 'em. They're still warm."

Alex stuck one in his mouth and grabbed two more.

"Mmmhm."

They rode together in Lee's car. Though it was a new semester, it was a typical day for the both of them. Alex's final class was with Lee, and it went by much like any other. After school had ended they drove to the store, grabbed a cart, and entered the air-conditioned building. They grabbed typical things, like bread and peanut butter, before heading to the frozen section. 

"So how many do you want?"

Alex looked around.

"I don't know... a couple? I don't really mind."

Lee thought it over, and opened a door.

"Might as well stock up."

He grabbed four pizzas, dumped them in the cart, then grabbed four more.

"You like icecream?"

Alex just looked at him. Lee laughed.

"Yeah. Stupid question. Let's go grab some."



When they got back, They opened the trunk and grabbed a handful of bags.

"Think you bought enough?"

Lee chuckled as he opened the door for his nephew.

"I've only ever bought for myself."

They unloaded all of the bags in the kitchen, and Lee set about putting everything away. Alex threw his light jacket on the couch, sat on the floor, and turned on his 
console. Lee tossed a pizza in the oven, made a couple of sandwiches, and grabbed the box of remaining donuts. He entered the living room, handed the food to Alex, then sat on the couch.

"Pizza's in the oven. It'll take half an hour, so I figure'd you'd want snacks."

Alex managed a "Thanks" through a mouthfull of jelly pastry. Lee sat there and watched him adventure through the dungeon, glancing over whenever the corgi bit into something. The pastry box was empty and there were crumbs on the plate when the buzzer when off.

"That'll be the pizza."

He was lucky that Alex wasn't looking his way. His pants were a little stiff as he shuffled to the kitchen. 

He carried the pizza back to Alex, slid it from the pan onto the sandwich plate, and grabbed the empty pastry box. After washing the pan and tossing out the box, he returned to the living room and found three pieces already missing, a fourth in Alex's paw. He grabbed a piece for himself and spent the next two hours watching his nephew swallow the rest of the pizza. 



The next two weeks went by quickly. By the fifth day, the massive amount of food they had bought had already diminished considerably. The went back to the store and bought more, only to come back a few days later. Most of Lee's free time was spent cooking, while Alex sat in the living room playing his game. Bit by bit, Lee stopped washing dishes right after they were used, preferring to stack them on the counter to be washed just before he went to sleep. 

Alex had been chubby - around 120 pounds - when he had first arrived, but now he was clearly overweight. He weighed in at about 145, and his figure certainly showed it. It was the first day of spring break, and his thirteenth brithday had rolled around. He blew out the candles on the cake Lee had baked him. His parents - who were watching via video chat on his laptop - cheered and congratulated him. They didn't mention the couple inches of belly clearly sticking out under his shirt. 

Alex was sitting in his usual spot, though the view from the couch was slightly different. The corgi's love handles were clearly defined now, and almost constantly showed under his shirt. He had just finished a box of donuts from earlier that day, and had opened a second. Lee carried in a dozen cheeseburgers on a large plate. As Lee sat the plate down on the floor, Alex looked up at him.

"Hey... Lee?"

The stout corgi unconciously pulled at the bottom of his white shirt, only to have it ride up again.

"Yeah, Alex?"

"I was thinking... I know it's my birthday and all, but...."

He pulled at his shirt again.

"All I really want are some new clothes."

Lee smiled.

"Sure! No problem."

He took a cheeseburger from the plate.

"Let's just wait until the end of break. We'll go shopping then."

He sat on the couch while Alex, contented, went back to playing his game.

It was unusually hot for this time of year. Even though the windows were wide open, there wasn't even a light breeze. That combined with the heat from the recently used oven made the room rather uncomfortable. Lee groaned. He was damp all over, and he was practically glued to the back of the sofa. He leaned forward and unbottoned his overshirt. As he tossed it aside, he noticed that Alex's own shirt had damp spots under his arms and in the small of his back.

"God, this is horrible."

Lee stood and unbuttoned his fly.

"I've got to get an air conditioner."

He pulled down his pants and tossed them aside. Wearing nothing but his thin undershirt and skivvies, he sat back on the couch and exhaled loudly. He peeked over at Alex. The corgi's shorts had ridden down his backside. The top of his shapely rump was visible under his slowly swinging tale. He was panting lightly in the dense heat. 

Suddenly Alex gave a frustrated grunt, pinched his shirt above his chest, and started to wave it forward and back. Lee stared as more of his nephew's pudgy love handles came into view. 

"What is it?"

"It's this stupid puzzle. I can't concentrate in this heat!"

Lee stood. He hadn't been wathching much of the game, but it was simple enough. He crouched behind Alex and reached around his head.

"Here."

Alex handed him the controller and Lee assumed control of the little character. He played for a few minutes, then a few more. After a while he slowly sat back, resting his legs out around Alex as he held the controller over his nephew's hefty belly. Alex was a little uncomfortable, but he tried not to show it. Minutes passed, and Lee kept playing. Alex starting to get nervous, and didn't know what to do. He reached out over Lee's arm and grabbed another cheeseburger. 

It wasn't quite warm any more, but he didn't care. He put the burger up to his maw and took a bite, but he wasn't careful enough. Ketchup and grease dripped and landed on his shirt. 

"Oh, crap."

He reached down with one hand to wipe it up, but Lee nudged it away.

"Take this."

His uncle put the controller in his free hand, then took the burger from the other. Alex was slightly relieved - he thought Lee would get up now. He was about wipe at the ketchup with his other hand when he felt something press against the front of his maw. It was the burger. He sat there for a second, quite shocked. 

Lee chuckled.

"Sorry. I guess it's not my type of game."

He pressed the burger to Alex's mouth more intently. 

"Go on. I can handle this."

Alex was dumbfounded. He had absolutely no idea what was going on. He opened his maw to say something, but the burger was right there, a gentle hand pressing it inside. He took a bite. Lee didn't move the burger. Alex took another bite. Lee still persisted. The corgi took another bite, and then another. His cheeks were completely stuffed. Lee pulled what was left of the burger aside while Alex struggled to chew. His mouth had never been so full, and the burger was extraordinarily thick. When he bit down, grease pooled from the corner of his mouth and slid down his chin. He set the controller down and reached up to wipe at it, but Lee's other hand was there, gently nudging his aside. 

Alex felt something poke against his backside, and in that moment he became aware of just how much of him was showing. He blushed intensly and chewed faster. More grease oozed down his face. After he swallowed down the last of the mouthful, he tried again to protest. Lee shoved the rest of the burger into his open maw.

"Damn, Alex. I love the enthusiasm."

He picked up another burger and pressed it against his nephew's maw.

"But you really should slow down."


The heat was intense, but Lee relished the waves of warmth that came off of the plump little corgi. His boxers were tented into Alex's pudgy rump as he coaxed his whining nephew into taking a few more bites.

Every time Alex swallowed the last of a burger, another one was there for him to bite into. The grease slid down his tongue and pooled in his mouth as he chewed. The motion of swallowing forced the grease forward, and a little more oozed out every time he chewed. 

As Alex chewed, Lee's free hand slowly made its way down his greese - stained shirt. First he cupped one of the corgi's little moobs, then slid his hand down his belly to squeeze a thick love handle. When Alex finally swallowed the last burger, Lee was fondly caressing his fatty thigh. 

Alex was panting heavily now. Lee began rubbing his gut with both hands.

"Ughhh... Lee...."

He let out a massive belch.

"I know, kid, I know. You finshed off all of them!"

He kept kneading at Alex's stomach.

"Don't worry. You're halfway there."

Lee pushed aside the empty donut box and grabbed the nearly full one. He held a round pastry to Alex's maw, and the corgi groaned. 

"Come on, Alex. You can't skip dessert."

He pressed the donut firmly against Alex's mouth.

"Besides, we never finish the old ones. They'll be thrown out in the morning."

Alex hesitantly opened his mouth, and Lee pushed the entire pastry inside. As he bit down, some of the raspberry filling leaked from his mouth to mingle with the grease on his shirt. Once he swallowed, Lee had two more donuts ready. He slid the first into the corgi's maw and pressed the other forward. Alex's mouth was full, but he bit into the second donut anyway. He took two successfull bites and when he tried for a third, Lee Forced the rest of the pastry in. He nearly gagged, but the sugary mouthful settled. His mouth was forced open by the stuff, and he grunted. He didn't think he could chew it all.

Both of Lee's hands were free, and he rubbed Alex's bloated stomach. The corgi groaned in satisfaction. He slowly bit down, the various fillings sliding down his chin. Again, he reached up to try to wipe some of it away, but Lee stopped him. He chewed laboriously, trying to get the doughy treats down. When he finally managed it, there were two more donuts waiting for him. 

Lee fed them to him two at a time, and more jelly ended up on Alex's belly than in it. Alex's jaw was sore by the time he swallowed the final bits of pastry. He was panting heavily, letting out short whines now and then. His stomach was getting uncomfortable.

Lee reached down towards Alex's messy shirt.

"Here...."

He scooped up as much jelly as he could.

"Let's get you cleaned up."

He raised his jelly-coated hands to Alex's maw. Alex let out another whine, then stuck out his sticky tongue. He cleaned off Lee's matted fingers and swallowed the sweet gunk down. After he had licked up the last of the jelly, Lee wrapped his arms around the chubby, sticky corgi and nuzzled at his pudgy cheek. 

"Happy birthday, kid. I'll get you some cake."

Alex didn't even try to protest. When Lee came back to the living room, the corgi was on his back, panting. He set the cake aside.

"Here you go. Here...."

He sat Alex up and pulled him back. He leaned back against the couch, and leaned Alex back into his lap. He wrapped his legs around the corgi's and reached for the cake. It hadn't even been cut yet - he just grabbed a handfull of it and lifted it to his nephew's mouth. 

"Here, hon. It's german chocolate, like you asked."

Alex opened his mouth and let Lee feed him the cake. Bits of it crumbled down onto his shirt, but he didn't try to wipe them away. He'd whine whenever his stomach protested, and Lee would knead at it while he slowly chewed. 

They were at it for another hour. Alex chewed more and more slowly, and Lee rubbed at his belly for longer and longer periods. When Alex had finally finished the last handfull of cake, Lee held the plate up for him to lick the frosting. 

"There you go, hon."

Alex's belly gave a long, low rumble and he let out a low, soft burp.

Lee stood him up and carefully stripped off his sticky shirt.

"Let's get you to bed."

He walked him down the hall, holding him close, and helped him onto the bed. The night had cooled the apartment considerably. Lee turned off the bedroom light, crossed back to the bed, and climbed in beside Alex. He wrapped his arms and legs around the soft, plump corgi and held him tightly. His crotch was still stiff as ever, but Alex thought only of sleep, and didn't care much any more. 


Lee fell asleep to the sound of his nephew's heavy panting.



Alex awoke the next day alone. He stood and stretched, then showered like he would any day. When he entered the living room to see what was for breakfast, he was met by an abundance of scents. He stepped into the kitchen. Last night's dishes were stacked by the sink, and Lee was cooking enthusiastically. 

"...Morning."

Lee started and turned. 

"Oh! Good morning! I wasn't sure what you wanted for breakfast, so I picked up a few dozen donuts, baked some pancakes, and I'm working on eggs and sausage now."

Alex hadn't been able to find another set of clothes. He was wearing the same shorts as before. In fact, Lee was wearing the same thing he had been last night - including the tented boxer shorts. Alex blushed.

"Heh. Yeah, I forgot to do laundry yesterday. Unless you want to put that dirty shirt back on, you'll have to wait untill the load's finished."

Alex, still blushing, looked down at his bare belly and shrugged.

"Whatever."

Lee smiled.

"Great! So, what do you want to start with?"



Alex got hand-fed every meal for the rest of spring break, each meal consisting of absurd amounts of food. Lee returned to the store every morning to restock the kitchen, while Alex stayed home and played video games. The dishes stacked up in the kitchen, food wrappers and pop cans littered the living room, and the laundry piled up beside the washer. Every morning, Alex woke up to the tantilizing smell of prepared food and every night he fell asleep in Lee's arms.

After two weeks, the stout corgi's frame had grown much larger. He had cleared 200 pounds within a week, and by the end of the next he weighed in at nearly 290. He sat in the living room wearing the same shirt he had worn on the night of his birthday. It had been cleaned multiple times, but still had grease stains down the front. 

Where a few inches had shown underneath it before, a foot and a half of his pudgy back was visible. The front of it now managed to cover his thick moobs, but stopped short atop a massive belly. The bottom of his sagging gut rested on top of his enormous thighs, and the middle of it sagged to the floor between his legs. His love handles were huge, and rolled out over the top of his boxer shorts. His boxers rode low down his legs as he sat, exposing the majority of both globular buttocks. His tail wagged feverishly as he crammed donut after donut into his gaping maw, the box resting on his shelf of a gut. His face was nearly suppressed, his puffy cheeks dominating most of his muzzle and his plethera of chins wobbled as he chewed. 

He finished off the box as Lee entered the room. 

"It's the last day of spring break, Alex."

Lee helped him up, the massive corgi's weight shifting, his rolls of fat jiggling as they settled into place.

"I promised I'd get you new clothes, remember?"

Alex nodded, sending a cascade through his many chins.
 
"Can we stop by WacDonald's on the way? I'm starving."





As they walked through the mall, the other shoppers stared. Alex couldn't walk like he did before. He had to roll his hips from one side to the other, swinging his legs out in a large waddle. Lee stayed a few steps behind him, watching his massive love handles roll atop his meaty thighs as he absently pulled his shorts up. They stopped at a clothing store and grabbed a handfull of shirts his size. They had to really look, but they found a few pairs of shorts that would fit him.

Alex waddled out of the changing room wearing one of the outfits. The shirt was snug, and while his breasts and love handles were clearly defined, the buttom of the shirt dangled a few inches below his protruding gut. Only the very bottom of his shorts were visible beneath his belly, but they looked comfortable enough. They bought the items and went home. 


The next few days were a bit of a hassle. Lee fought to tidy up the apartment while cooking for Alex. Alex wore his new clothes to school, and while his friends were kind enough, he noticed a few people giggling behind his back. 

The feedings grew shorter as they both had work to do, and Friday came around soon enough. Alex stepped out of the shower, and when he opened his dresser to get a set of clothes, he found the drawers all but empty. He waddled out to the living room to find Lee.

"Sorry, kid...."

Lee tossed him an old set of clothes.

"I haven't had time to do laundry. You're going to have to wear the small stuff."

Lee smiled to himself as they walked out to the car.
 He watched Alex's bare love handles shift and his belly wriggle as he waddled across the parking lot. 



The day had all but passed, and Alex was in his final class of the day - Lee's. The giggles had grown more intense today. His enormous belly stuck out of his shirt and sat on top of his desk. His shorts slid down his backside no matter how much he pulled at them. The other students laughed and jeered at him, and his cheeks were dyed a perpetual red. When the time came to turn in the day's final assignement, he waddled up to Lee's desk, panting heavily, and set the paper down. 

"Alex, I'd like you to stay after class for a bit."

Alex, panting, looked up at him.

"...Ok."

The class filed out of the room, and when they were gone, Lee walked to the door. 

"Alex, could you go get your assignment for me?"

Lee locked the door behind the other students, and when he turned around, Alex was waddling to the front desk. The obese corgi bent forward, reached for his paper with one hand, and tried to hike up his shorts with the other. Lee's hand met his own as it grabbed for the hem of his shorts, and gently pulled it away. 

Lee reached around Alex - who was still bent forward - and ran his hands up his extensive thighs. He lifted the corgi's belly and set it down on the desk. Alex could feel Lee's breath against his face while those hands kept sliding up. Slowly they stopped and squeezed his moobs.

Lee whispered into his ear.

"I just want you to know, Alex... that no matter how big your breasts get, no matter how much belly you have to rest on your desk...."

Alex was panting heavily now. He could feel the familair bulge pressing against his rump... but this time Lee's boxers were unbuttoned. 

"No matter how much ass hangs out of these shorts, I will never laugh at you."

Lee spread Alex's arms out on his desk and, with a lick of his lardaceous cheek, he took the prodigious corgi right then and there.