The minotaur was staring at the camera. Sergeant Wolf was on the other side.

"I'm surprised you agreed to a photoshoot out here, Sergeant Wolf." The minotaur remarked, looking down at his chiseled features. "I'm flattered you'd choose me to model for you, though does it really have to be skin-tight underwear?"

"Yes. Form-fitting for fun, Axel!" Sergeant Wolf remarked, lifting the camera to his eye. "Just so I know, you did read the fine print before you signed, right?" The werewolf put the camera down for a moment as he stared at the minotaur in worry. "I want you to trust me, so I wrote down all my intentions on paper for you to read."

Axel scratched the back of his head. He had to admit, he didn't read the fine print too much. He skimmed over it. It mainly talked about the form-fitting suit. "You've had such a bad rap with people... yet having actually talked with you, I found you to be a rather kind, and sweet person." Axel folded his arms. "A bit misguided with fattening everyone up all the time, but I guess you've made it so they get fat without any health problems -- barring extra weight."

The werewolf cocked his head to the side, seeming to not know how to respond.

"Syd... told me." Axel rolled his eyes, smiling. "Dragon's been getting fatter and lazier as the days go by."

Sergeant Wolf's eyes welled up into a puppy-dog pout.

Axel bit his lip. "Something tells me that was your doing?"

Nodding, the werewolf sniffled a bit as he lowered his camera.

"I didn't mean it in a bad way!" Axel panicked. "I know you like his belly when he's big, and have tried some of those... lazy tart things on him...." Axel scratched his head. "And I know that he likes eating food, so I'm glad you two have stuff to talk about."

Silence.

"Just... take the picture." Axel put a hand to his head. "I... have a feeling I may owe you and Syd a box of apology chocolates after this."

The werewolf seemed hesitant to do so, but, after a few moments, he lifted the camera up and took a picture.

Upon hearing the shutter click, Axel immediately felt a heavy weight on his chest. The underwear he was wearing became instantaneously tighter. Lifting his arm up, Axel felt it brush against a bit of soft fur. He could have sworn it was someone else's body he rubbed against, but there was no one around him... and he also felt the touch of his hand.

"Oh... oh no!" Axel's smile curved into a frown. "You've got to be kidding me!"

Distraught, Axel looked at the camera. "Sergeant Wolf! You used your fluffmaster camera on me? I specifically asked you not to do that to me!"

Sergeant Wolf's eyes fully welled up. His puppy-dog pout was in full swing. "But... but you signed the document... aaaand I asked if you read it."

Axel felt his eyes narrow. He was angry.... He wanted to retort, but when he thought about it, he realized the situation he had put himself in. Axel had requested to not be fattened up by the camera before. He didn't want Sergeant Wolf to do anything shady to him. With all that in mind, Sergeant Wolf was definitely up front with Axel on this. Axel agreed to this....

The werewolf lowered his head dejectedly. "Being up front doesn't work either, I suppose."

"Ahh!" Axel stuck a hand to his forehead. "No, no... you're right, Sarge." Walking over to the werewolf, Axel put his hand on the belly of the pudgy man. Axel smiled. "Did you get the picture you wanted?"

Sergeant Wolf looked down at his camera, poking at a button with one of his claws. Looking back up, he gave a nod to Axel, wagging his tail as he did.

Axel sighed, closing his eyes. "Let's go pick out some chocolates."

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Commission for  xsyd of his minotaur, Axel, getting fattened up by Fluffmaster!

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Axel (C)  xsyd

Art/story (C)  Juntarhenogu Me