Once upon a time, I drew a picture of an anthro lucario-lopunny couple, with an accompanying belly stuffing story. To my surprise, people liked it, so I made another one... then another. Then a comic. In any case, now I'm putting it up here, since it's anthro related. Sorry about the overall badness of this picture. I drew it a long time ago (aka a year. :U )

Original story below:

Jake half-groaned, half-sighed as he wiped a puddle of broth from his face, using his arm as a napkin. The last bowl of soup had gone down with difficulty, churning uneasily atop the other four inside his stomach. He could safely assume he had never eaten this much soup at once in his entire life, having never gone terribly overboard in his eating habits. His hands went instinctively to his midriff, fervidly massaging what looked to be the beginning of a furry potbelly, which peeked assertively over his belt. His blue-gray maw twitched uncomfortably as he drew his hands away for a moment, feeling the gallon or so of soup slosh violently, causing his belly to rumble.

Lifting her head from his shoulder, April eyed her boyfriend longingly.
"You're still hungry?" she asked, almost hopefully. "Can you help me finish off this last bowl of soup?" At this, Jake shook his head in horror.
"Not if you paid me." He moaned. April pouted in disappointment, cradling the lone bowl in her hands. With impressive resolve, she raised it to her lips and drained the basin within seconds. It clattered to the ground, joining its friends nearby as the sated bunny licked her lips and leaned back a tad, barely supporting herself with her thin arms. Now it was Jake's turn to watch his girlfriend with growing amazement. The ten empty bowls that surrounded her made his five look like a paltry accomplishment. The same was true of her swollen belly, which, despite Jake being of a heavier build than April, was easily twice the size of his own. Jake knew his girlfriend didn't beat about the bush when it came to food. Others had often referred to her as an expert feeder, taking plain delight in keeping both her companions and herself well fed. She had seen countless boyfriends, often sending them crawling away from her relentless urge to feed them. Jake had half-anticipated that April would make similar moves with him after a while. The two had been together for months now, and prior to this day, the creamy-brown rabbit had only subtly hinted to her intentions, making the odd remark about how poor Jake's appetite was and such. Jake had tried to make it clear that he was hardly interested in many of the concepts that April found so appealing, but she had become increasingly stubborn over the past couple of weeks, culminating in a plea for Jake to enjoy a substantial meal with her.

Even with five bowls of soup packed into him, Jake still wasn't falling for the idea of being what April called a feedee. In fact, he plainly rejected it. She had been right about one thing; he felt much warmer. Lazier, too. But he also felt sick, and he wasn't going to wait for April to suggest he put on weight in order to take in more food. That put a bad taste in his mouth.
"April..." he sighed, imitating his girlfriend's lean and allowing his stomach to breathe a little, "I feel really uncomfortable right now. Sorry, but I don't think I like this idea of 'feeder and feedee'."
April giggled, sending a suggestive shiver up Jake's spine. "Aw, Jakey." she cooed, "you can't call yourself a feedee just yet. You've been feeding yourself."
"You were encouraging me." Jake said, ears flopping forward lazily.
"But I wasn't putting the food in your mouth, was I?" April winked slyly as she attempted to comfort her agitated boyfriend, all the while rubbing her own belly vigorously. Jake opened his mouth to retort, but stopped short, unsure of what to say. April poked her tongue out triumphantly, seeing her partner's exasperated expression. Jake narrowed his eyes, unimpressed with his girlfriend's tongue and cheek replies.

"Speaking candidly, April," He spoke again, jabbing his soft, fleshy middle with his finger "I didn't enjoy this as much as you did. I'm sorry to say I don't want to do it again, save for thanksgiving." he stuck April's favourite holiday at the end of his speech in an effort to grab her attention, seeing as she seemed to be tuning him out, staring at a wall. She snapped to attention immediately at the mention of thanksgiving, and Jake noticed a small puddle of drool form at the corner of her mouth. She sucked it up eagerly, smiling.
"...Alright, Jake. I understand." She said, her triumphant stance sinking into a defeated slouch. Something in her tone reassured Jake that he had gotten the point across to her. April was cooperative enough when regarding a friend's wishes. "If there's one thing my 'wild and crazy' years taught me, it's that some boys don't enjoy what I do. I'm a little disappointed that you're one of them, Jakey, but I won't force you to do anything." Mustering a great deal of strength, she shifted her weight, bringing her body close to Jake. The wolf-boy broke into an involuntary sweat, feeling her belly intrude upon his own space, mingling sweetly with his own. He felt her hand creep stealthily up his side and extend, wistfully kneading his belly flesh. Despite his initial revulsion in possessing such a prominent gut, he didn't protest. April knew how to administer a revitalizing belly rub. She'd treated him to them numerous times, even when his stomach was relatively flat. Full or empty, he enjoyed them.

"You aren't going to dump me because I'm not a good feedee, are you?" Jake asked, feeling a sudden rush of insecurity. To this, April giggled again.
"Men have left me because they didn't want to be my little stuffy dolls," she said, and Jake shivered again at the somewhat unsettling term, "But we're different, aren't we? I know you aren't like the others, Jake. You can be my man till the end of time, if you don't object to that."
"That doesn't sound too bad..." Jake murmured. The soup was beginning to digest and he felt comfortably drowsy. He drew even nearer to his love, wrapping an arm around her straining waist. He slumped over, resting his muzzle on her globular belly. How such a petite girl was able to put so much away never failed to astound him. April brought her other hand up and ran it across Jake's head as he rested.
"I'm not going to let that last comment go, though." she added suddenly, her triumphant smirk returning.
"Wha?" Jake mumbled, listening to April's belly churn happily. Raising an eyebrow, she slipped her free hand below Jake, who was now in a fairly strange position, slouch-kneeling against April, stomach drooping beneath him. Giggling, she dexterously maneuvered her fingers, unlatching Jake's belt and allowing his belly to droop down, hugging her palm. Jake stiffened and turned a bright shade of red, eyeing April uncertainly. She winked.
"You mentioned never doing this again... save for thanksgiving." she said, cupping Jake's maw in her hand and raising it to her face. "I intend to hold you to that. I'm looking forward to a great performance next thanksgiving."

Jake simply groaned. "That's what I get for falling for a perverted bunny." he mused. April felt one of his paws move slowly along her tummy and laughed.
"You're one to talk..."

(Oh yeah, and Pokemon is © Nintendo. I don't claim to own any of their licensed characters.)