
This here is a very belated birthday gift for my great friend
ian-exe about him ending up seeing his greatest raccoon idol on Knowhere, and decides to "gift him" a bit.
I did a long time ago a similar story, except that one had the roles reversed, and can be found here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/17165426/
The icon is taken from an image of the two drawn by
Shenzel and a link to the thumbnail image here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/39537968/
Ian belongs to
Ian-Exe
Rocket Raccoon belongs to Marvel.
Knowhere.
A place known both as a sanctuary, and also the most lawless place in the whole galaxy.
Someone who knew this place better then anyone else was Rocket Raccoon, as the anthropomorphic looking experiment (and guardian) had spent more times then he could remember inside this severed head, and had often been a great space to get some new material to make his guns with.
Even so, it didn't matter how used he got maundering through all the twists and corners of the station, since he always knew there could be a surprise ambush happening at any moment.
If it wasn't trying to rob him of units, then they were trying to kidnap and sell him to someone like "The Collector" as a prized rarity.
Basically, Rocket had grown to become prepared for any kind of encounter towards him in this area.
So when strolling through the same shortcut alley which he had used 100s of times before, he wasn't even surprised at first when he saw someone waiting for him there.
What did throw him off a little bit was the fact that this creature besides having part of it's body glowing in a weird neon green, was basically a "raccoon" like himself. (And also naked, for some strange reason.)
"Are you also an escaped genetic experiment? In that case you should try to find yourself a pair of pants, and don't strut your naked chubby body around!" Rocket told this random raccoon, who didn't say anything and just smiled weirdly as he kept staring at him.
"If you are sent here to try and take me in then forget that happening also! Besides, you honestly aren't expecting me to surrender to someone walking around in the nudes like this, are you?" Rocket then asked this neon green stranger, who cracked an even larger smile then before and finally said "You really are Rocket Raccoon, aren't you?"
"Well, yeah. What gave it away? My status? My guns? Or the fact that your very presence keeps making me more and more tired of seeing you?" Rocket asked back sarcastically, before then almost yelling back annoyed, "Now who the HELL are you even?!"
"My name is Ian, and I...I'm your biggest fan!" The strange raccoon replied, making Rocket groan even louder realizing he was dealing with a freak of a fanboy.
"Is that why you are sneaking up on me all naked and such? Cause I sure as flarg is not swinging that way, and especially not with some smelly dough ball like yourself!" Rocket told Ian off, hoping that hurting the guy's feelings a lot would lead to him walking away.
"Can I touch you?" Was Ian's only response, visibly shocking Rocket as he yelled out "Oh hell no am I letting some naked weirdo getting close to me!", as he was just about to reach for his closest gun when Ian started to glow even brighter then before!
"What is that...WHAT THE?!" Rocket asked in confusion before then feeling his jumpsuit starting to feel a bit tight all around, and looked down in shock to see how he was suddenly starting to swell up!
"You like it? It will make you soooo soft." Ian said as he kept on glowing for a little more, making Rocket kept feeling more and more bloated, as parts of his suit was even starting to tear up from the lack of space of his furry blubbery!
"Y-You creep! You krutacking weight wizard!" Rocket yelled as he once more tried to reach for his gun behind his back, only to find out that his arms was now so thick that they couldn't reach back far enough for him to get it!
"Argh! FLARG!!!" Rocket yelled out in frustration over his predicament before looking back at Ian, only to notice the other raccoon suddenly had vanished.
"Now where did he...HEY!!!" Rocket asked himself before jumping slightly, as Ian had been sneaking up from behind and was now giving Rocket's enlarged buttocks a good hug.
"Mhmm. So soft and squishy." Ian purred as Rocket looked even more furious then before, as he yelled over his shoulder "You son of a chog, get off me! NOW!!!"
"Mhmm...just a little bit more." Ian whispered as he placed his face deep into the crack of the suit on his fellow raccoon, as Rocket was about to ask what he meant by that, when suddenly more of his suit started to tear up.
"Uh oh..." Rocket could only say as a huge chunk of his front came ripped open, leading all his added belly flab to come hanging out and jiggling at it's newfound freedom.
"Oh cruds...this is going to take me at least a few weeks to get rid off!" Rocket said in disappointment, when suddenly his sides started to tear also, leading to both of his butt cheeks springing free, as the remaining parts of his suit made it look like he was wearing a thong and a tank top.
"Okay, maybe months." Rocket admitted to himself, as Ian added "Oh, I think years." as his glow finally stopped and he looked really proud over his creation.
Rocket wanted to say something snark in return, but as he open his mouth he suddenly had a big belch escaping his lips instead.
"BUUUUUAAAARRRRPPP!!!!!!"
"Man, why do I feel so full all of the sudden?" Rocket asked almost sickening, as Ian said jokingly, "Can't let you walk around on an empty stomach. Especially if you want to look good for the next movie."
"What movie?! Since when have I ever starred in a flarging movie?!" Rocket asked pissed once more, as he tried launch forward to grab Ian...only for him to miss and end up falling straight onto his blubbery belly instead.
"Can't wait to see you in action, big guy!" Ian said before vanishing around the corner of the alley, leaving the now obese and heavy Rocket to try his best to get back onto his feet.
"Stupid magic, crazy, naked, freak!" Rocket said as he finally managed to get back up on his hind legs once more, and for the first time really take in how huge this "Ian" guy had made him.
"Crap. I just know Peter and the rest will never stop telling me about this, even when...or if, I get rid of all this weight." Rocket said to himself, while admitting in secret that "This does do feel pretty soft and warm..."

I did a long time ago a similar story, except that one had the roles reversed, and can be found here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/17165426/
The icon is taken from an image of the two drawn by

Ian belongs to

Rocket Raccoon belongs to Marvel.
Knowhere.
A place known both as a sanctuary, and also the most lawless place in the whole galaxy.
Someone who knew this place better then anyone else was Rocket Raccoon, as the anthropomorphic looking experiment (and guardian) had spent more times then he could remember inside this severed head, and had often been a great space to get some new material to make his guns with.
Even so, it didn't matter how used he got maundering through all the twists and corners of the station, since he always knew there could be a surprise ambush happening at any moment.
If it wasn't trying to rob him of units, then they were trying to kidnap and sell him to someone like "The Collector" as a prized rarity.
Basically, Rocket had grown to become prepared for any kind of encounter towards him in this area.
So when strolling through the same shortcut alley which he had used 100s of times before, he wasn't even surprised at first when he saw someone waiting for him there.
What did throw him off a little bit was the fact that this creature besides having part of it's body glowing in a weird neon green, was basically a "raccoon" like himself. (And also naked, for some strange reason.)
"Are you also an escaped genetic experiment? In that case you should try to find yourself a pair of pants, and don't strut your naked chubby body around!" Rocket told this random raccoon, who didn't say anything and just smiled weirdly as he kept staring at him.
"If you are sent here to try and take me in then forget that happening also! Besides, you honestly aren't expecting me to surrender to someone walking around in the nudes like this, are you?" Rocket then asked this neon green stranger, who cracked an even larger smile then before and finally said "You really are Rocket Raccoon, aren't you?"
"Well, yeah. What gave it away? My status? My guns? Or the fact that your very presence keeps making me more and more tired of seeing you?" Rocket asked back sarcastically, before then almost yelling back annoyed, "Now who the HELL are you even?!"
"My name is Ian, and I...I'm your biggest fan!" The strange raccoon replied, making Rocket groan even louder realizing he was dealing with a freak of a fanboy.
"Is that why you are sneaking up on me all naked and such? Cause I sure as flarg is not swinging that way, and especially not with some smelly dough ball like yourself!" Rocket told Ian off, hoping that hurting the guy's feelings a lot would lead to him walking away.
"Can I touch you?" Was Ian's only response, visibly shocking Rocket as he yelled out "Oh hell no am I letting some naked weirdo getting close to me!", as he was just about to reach for his closest gun when Ian started to glow even brighter then before!
"What is that...WHAT THE?!" Rocket asked in confusion before then feeling his jumpsuit starting to feel a bit tight all around, and looked down in shock to see how he was suddenly starting to swell up!
"You like it? It will make you soooo soft." Ian said as he kept on glowing for a little more, making Rocket kept feeling more and more bloated, as parts of his suit was even starting to tear up from the lack of space of his furry blubbery!
"Y-You creep! You krutacking weight wizard!" Rocket yelled as he once more tried to reach for his gun behind his back, only to find out that his arms was now so thick that they couldn't reach back far enough for him to get it!
"Argh! FLARG!!!" Rocket yelled out in frustration over his predicament before looking back at Ian, only to notice the other raccoon suddenly had vanished.
"Now where did he...HEY!!!" Rocket asked himself before jumping slightly, as Ian had been sneaking up from behind and was now giving Rocket's enlarged buttocks a good hug.
"Mhmm. So soft and squishy." Ian purred as Rocket looked even more furious then before, as he yelled over his shoulder "You son of a chog, get off me! NOW!!!"
"Mhmm...just a little bit more." Ian whispered as he placed his face deep into the crack of the suit on his fellow raccoon, as Rocket was about to ask what he meant by that, when suddenly more of his suit started to tear up.
"Uh oh..." Rocket could only say as a huge chunk of his front came ripped open, leading all his added belly flab to come hanging out and jiggling at it's newfound freedom.
"Oh cruds...this is going to take me at least a few weeks to get rid off!" Rocket said in disappointment, when suddenly his sides started to tear also, leading to both of his butt cheeks springing free, as the remaining parts of his suit made it look like he was wearing a thong and a tank top.
"Okay, maybe months." Rocket admitted to himself, as Ian added "Oh, I think years." as his glow finally stopped and he looked really proud over his creation.
Rocket wanted to say something snark in return, but as he open his mouth he suddenly had a big belch escaping his lips instead.
"BUUUUUAAAARRRRPPP!!!!!!"
"Man, why do I feel so full all of the sudden?" Rocket asked almost sickening, as Ian said jokingly, "Can't let you walk around on an empty stomach. Especially if you want to look good for the next movie."
"What movie?! Since when have I ever starred in a flarging movie?!" Rocket asked pissed once more, as he tried launch forward to grab Ian...only for him to miss and end up falling straight onto his blubbery belly instead.
"Can't wait to see you in action, big guy!" Ian said before vanishing around the corner of the alley, leaving the now obese and heavy Rocket to try his best to get back onto his feet.
"Stupid magic, crazy, naked, freak!" Rocket said as he finally managed to get back up on his hind legs once more, and for the first time really take in how huge this "Ian" guy had made him.
"Crap. I just know Peter and the rest will never stop telling me about this, even when...or if, I get rid of all this weight." Rocket said to himself, while admitting in secret that "This does do feel pretty soft and warm..."
Category Story / Fat Furs
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