So I'd been thinking about puff kisses that make a person gain weight instead of inflating them, and finally got around to writing a story about it. It was meant to be a scene, but got long enough for me to just consider a full story instead. Stars Prince Royce as the lucky recipient of the kisses.

Vex fattens the jewelry right off Prince Royce with hexed puff kisses...

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Pudgy Puff Kisses
By: Indi

The ornate double-doors to the bedroom swung open. Vex and Royce stumbled in, each braced on one another. The gray lion and the white ferret went in no direction in particular, stopping abruptly.

“See, a room fit for a Prince! Which I am,” Royce tried to grin smugly, but the short ferret was too drunk to pull it off.

“It’s just as wonderful as you said,” Vex replied. While he seemed as drunk as Royce, it was mostly an act. The hexmage and thief had been buttering the self-centered Prince up all night at the party, which had proven surprisingly easy. It didn’t take much more than faint praise to please him.

“I’ve got landscapes by the most famous artists in the kingdom, sculptures made of solid silver, furniture of the finest wood.” Royce’s list went on and on, with many items repeated or reworded in uncreative ways. Vex would’ve blamed all the wine the ferret had guzzled, but he hadn’t been any more impressive sober. “And of course, the best part of all is my bed, with its posts coated in gold!”

Royce started moving again, poorly guiding Vex towards the bed he so loved. It was impressive looking, and probably comfy, but it wasn’t why Vex had gone through all the trouble of luring Royce there, away from watchful eyes. He was actually after the dozens of rings, bangles, and necklaces the Prince was wearing. There was a small fortune in jewels and gold on
him, and Vex planned to steal every last piece.

The trip to the bed wasn’t an innocent one, and Vex assumed Royce was planning a pitiful attempt to seduce him into it. The Prince wouldn’t get the chance to even try. Vex leaned in closer to Royce, giving his most charming grin. He slid his arms around the ferret’s shoulders. “You know, I’ve heard you’re the best kisser in the entire kingdom~”

Royce instantly blushed. “Well I don’t like to brag, but I doubt anyone can compare to mine.”

“Oh, no doubt. But why don’t you let me try, just for fun?”

Royce simply nodded in reply, eager.

Vex locked lips with Royce, his kiss perfectly normal for the first few seconds. Then his hex activated. He blew into the Prince’s mouth just like he would a balloon, causing his cheeks to puff up and his eyes to open in surprise. His flat middle swelled faintly, growing just enough to be considered chubby. His waist, rump, and thighs also grew a little softer. For as long as Vex blew, Royce gained weight.

The kiss was brief, but Royce had grown noticeably fatter after it. “Oh that was, that was good,” he said. Thanks to the booze and his obsession over Vex, he remained oblivious to his gains.

“And it only gets better the more you experience it, trust me~”

Vex kissed Royce again, blowing with more force. The Prince looked like he was inflating, but instead of filling with air he was filling with fat. His once-loose clothes grew tight, clinging to new curves on the increasingly-plump ferret. Seams creaked, a couple starting to rip. As his fingers grew fatter his many rings dug into them. The same was true of the bangles. Even his necklaces were starting to lose slack.

It was impossible for Royce to ignore the gains now, yet he wasn’t sober enough to know exactly what was happening, and got caught up in the heat of the moment.

While Vex would’ve enjoyed getting a better look at his handiwork, he didn’t have time to waste. He went in for a third kiss, taking a far deeper breath beforehand.

The fattening breath proved too much for the Prince’s attire. Holes formed on every seam, a wobbling ball of white bursting free of his robes. He stiffened as he felt his rings become painfully tight. One-by-one they began to pop off, their bands snapped. There was relief in his eyes as the last one was freed.

Next were the bangles, latches breaking, falling like golden shackles to the floor. The necklaces were tightening like a collar around Royce’s soft neck, a couple enveloped by rolls of white. They were strained to their limits, but managed to hold on for the duration of the kiss.

Royce was in between plump and portly, his tunic falling in tatters and his pants holding on by mere threads. He’d gained a second chin and a rounder face, and his gut jiggled gently. At a casual glance he’d likely be unrecognizable by acquaintances.

“Looks like it’ll take one more to get you ready for bed. Lucky you~” Vex smirked, and then kissed.

It didn’t take long for the necklaces to finally fail, but Vex continued blowing with all his might. His belly pressed against the lion, who felt it continue to swell and fatten. He could’ve stopped then and there, but the desire to make the Prince massive consumed him. Aside from the fact Vex rather adored guys with heft, he also found the thought of Royce outgrowing all his beloved clothing and furniture to be delightful.

By the time the kiss ended, Royce was—plain and simply—fat. He’d at least doubled in size, his short height only emphasizing his width more. Every last hint of slimness had been eradicated, the noodle turned into a mound.

“Fattening up is hard work, Prince. You should really get some rest.” Vex gave Royce a push, and the ferret fell over onto his bed. His belly bounced on impact. He tried to sit up, but Vex swiftly swooped in and kissed him. Royce twitched as he ballooned in size, growing fatter and fatter by the second. Two more kisses followed, each stronger than the last, each having an even greater impact on the drunk prince’s waistline.

Royce was dazed and blubbery once Vex decided he’d had enough fun. Having nearly quadrupled in weight, Royce could merely wobble a little in bed, too tired to adjust to his considerable gains. He’d regain his mobility eventually, but Vex would have plenty of time to flee in the meanwhile.

The hexmage gave the Prince a parting slap on the gut, then gathered up all the jewelry that’d been fattened off him. They were secured in a hidden pouch, destined to be sold for a delightful sum.

“Well Prince, this has been fun, but I’ve got to get going now. Do try to enjoy the girthy gift I gave you~” Vex waved a paw and left the room, closing the doors tight behind him.

On the bed, the portly prince dozed off, still unsure of why he felt so oddly heavy after the amazing kisses he’d received.