Growing Boy (Patreon)

Vanilla had always had a certain fondness for a specific type of body. She’d found that fondness making her more attracted to her late husband back when they were together, and had craved it since. There was nothing she craved more than a big body - a fat, blubbery belly, low hanging tits, thick, rubbing thighs, grazable love handles, a cushiony ass - seeing it on others made her insides light up like fire.

After having her daughter she’d repressed her feelings to concentrate on motherhood, pushing back the feeling of disappointment when she unwittingly lost all the baby weight hanging onto her body. She tried her hardest to make Cream into a gorgeous young lady, gentle and loving who would one day find a man to love as much as she’d loved her own husband. It never came to mind this plan of hers might change, but when it did, she had no intention of getting back on track.

It was obvious Cream had a baby crush on Tails. The sweet little fox was a delightful kid and a great friend for Cream; smart beyond his years yet still innocent and fun - with the slightest paunch on his furry stomach.

The moment she saw it it was like fireworks exploded inside Vanilla’s head. All her repressed passions and desires surged to the surface, clouding the vision of motherhood she had and bringing forth a new plan. She was going to ensure Cream’s crush paid off, she would make them perfect for each other, and she would make them perfect for her.

She started with her beloved daughter, slowly increasing the sizes of her meals and complimenting her at every turn once she started gaining weight. Being so that her body was still in development, in a way it felt to Vanilla like looking into her daughter’s future: Cream tummy slowly started to swell with a cute roll, her butt plumping, but the real treasure in her were her boobs - from a childish flat chest, Vanilla’s daughter developed two budding boobs that foreshadowed her growth into a busty woman, one who would grow to surpass her mother.

But her real project was the young fox. Every time he visited, Vanilla made sure to offer him incredibly large meals and to keep him supplied with snacks and drinks, and was soon able to see the results of her efforts. The boy’s body soon revealed itself to be bottom heavy, with Tails’ ass pushing out under him into a soft, plushy seat, and his belly surging forward into a perfectly spherical tummy. Soon his body had become a desirable pear-shaped temptation that stopped by her house every day to see her chubby daughter, and the bunny woman had no intention of leaving things there. Oh no, she still had a long way to go with them.