“Grodd,” Winston began with a massive smile on his face, tearing up as he took a good look at his new power suit. “What am I gonna do without you?!”

“Welp, I figured you could use a bigger suit for your missions and I decided to oblige.” Grodd answered, his eyes traveling up and down his mate’s chubby frame. True, he had adjusted Winston’s suit a fair bit, but there were some parts that clearly were tight around the critical areas. Though he couldn’t help but travel down towards the nether regions and notice Winston’s sizable package. Seems that the tight fit was also getting to someone else.

“Fuck, this suit feels so good now!” Winston exclaimed, running his hands over his body, especially his plump belly which was becoming his main attraction more and more these days. “Did you put satin on the inner lining?”

“Lycra.” Grodd corrected, visibly pleased with how much chuniker Winston was looking these days. “Figured I might as well make your battles a little comfortable.”

“Good lord, babe. I owe you big time for this!”

“Think nothing of it…”

“No! I mean it…”

Without warning, Winston glopped onto the larger gorilla and started giving him bedroom eyes. Grodd couldn’t hide a smirk, nor a raging hard-on as he felt his mate’s crouch start to heat up.

“Don’t you have to get going?” Grodd asked with a hint of sarcasm. Winston simply responded with a sadistic grin.

“They can wait a good ten minutes. Besides…” Winston slowly began grinding his mate, getting the both of them riled up. His expanding weight, the fabric of his new clothes, the heat from his mate… it all made him feel hotter. Before Winston could get started, however, he took off his glasses and let out a spark of static.

“…this suit could use a good test run.”