So, something I've often fantasized about, but never have had enough of the pleasure to explore would be the thought of Sandra and Caleb hosting someone at their bed and breakfast who was visiting to look for help and assistance on how to become comfortable with the desire of wanting to intentionally put on some extra pounds...

New characters meet old, in this fanciful piece thanks to  cadmiumtea !

With this in mind, I wondered what would happen if Sarah and Conall (a slender saluki girl with a crush on a plump wolfhound) heard about the Foxwood Inn, and after seeing how plump the owners are, figured it would be a wonderful place to take their first vacation as a couple, and engage in a bit of covert feeding fun. Imagine their surprise, when the chubby coyote and fat fox picked up on cues they thought were subtle, only to discover their hosts were old pros when it came to a girlfriend helping put some significant meat on her beau's bones.

To go off on a vacation with the intention of fully exploring a new fetish together was a thrilling experience, and with their inhibitions forcibly left at the bedroom door, it would be all about testing new limits. To their delight, not only did Sandra and Caleb happily wait on them hand and foot, the charming fox and coyote were only too happy to provide all the advice they could to make what might have been a disappointing, awkward week into one filled with transcendent pleasure.

Every hour, it seemed, the fox and coyote doted on the pair, bringing in something more for Sarah to keep Conall's belly filled as good and tight as a drum with- a pitcher of fresh milk from the farm down the road, and a literal bowl of peaches and strawberries swimming in cream - and these were merely appetizers, refreshments, compared to the veritable banquets that constituted breakfast, brunch, lunch, and dinner. Tips on how and where to rub a stuffed stomach for maximum relief soon had the wolfhound whimpering in pleasure at every tender, adoring massage of her fingers. Sarah learned just how to keep Conall on the very edge gorged pleasure, riding that knife edge right along with him between the delight of feeling him stuffed tighter than a drum, and the worry that he'd be too sick later to keep the experience thrilling. With Sandra and Caleb's guidance, every groan that would've otherwise become one of mood-killing discomfort instead became nothing but rising moans of pure delight.

When the saluki felt her head finally hit the pillow in blissful exhaustion, she closed her eyes and savored every moment of sensation. With Conall tied deep inside her, the wonderful firm, round, weighty swell of his stomach stuffed full and round as could be rested so amazingly against her body, from her hips, all the way up to the bottom of her breasts. As his muzzle brushed hers, offering yet another tender kiss, the last thought that would set their minds tingling with the same warm sensations still ebbing within, would be how tomorrow, they'd get to do this all over again.