Butt It Up: Quality Time At Sussie's

    “B-b-bad news E-Eve,” Sussie stuttered nervously, peering his head into the backroom, “S-somehow, everyone calllllllllleeeeppp!!!”

    It was early morning at Sussie’s and the mascot/owner of the particular establishment was preparing to open up for the day.  The only one there besides the femboy was his newest employee, best friend, and secret crush, Eve. She was a former employee of an ice cream parlor run by witches across the street and due to recent troubles over there, had decided to join with Sussie.

    When Sussie opened the door, he saw Eve changing… in more ways than one.  Eve, despite a witch and girl, worked there as a femboy, having grown to love being one ever since her first visit.  As such, Sussie had discovered Eve finishing her/his transformation, standing in his underwear as his breasts receded and his male bugle appeared in his undergarments.

    “EEEP!!” Eve cried out, his voice both girlish and boyish much like Sussie’s own, “S-s-s-Sussie!  Pl-pl-please kn-knock f-fir-fir-first!”

    Sussie slammed the door, his face completely red as he stammered out, “S-s-s-s-s-sorry Eve!  I-I-I-I… I just wanted… w-wanted to say we’ll b-be working by our-ourselves.  Ev-everyone c-c-called in sick… somehow…”

    A few minutes later, Eve exited the backroom in his uniform.  It was the blue variant of Sussie’s pink version, even with the blue bows tied into his braided pigtails.  Now completely human and femboy-looking, Eve replied, his face beet red, “R-r-really?  J-just us?  W-we’re by ourselves?”

    “F-f-for now at-t least,” Sussie spoke, his face incredibly red.  While they really liked one another, in more ways than one, their femboy personalities made them incredibly shy.  They usually worked together just fine, but only when they had a staff backing them up.  If they were going it alone today, they might have some difficulty with the customers then.

    The duo headed to the front of the restaurant together, their heads down and looking at the floor.  “S-s-s-so,” said Eve, fidgeting away, “wh-what should we do?”

    “W-well,” Sussie replied, trying his best to take charge, “I-I got the grills g-going already.  I-I can man them and you can t-take orders upfront.  It sh-shouldn’t be… wait… what’s this?”

    As the two stepped into the front, they saw something strange on the front counter.  It was an old polaroid camera with several cartridges of film next to it.  There was also a note laying against it.

    “Wh-what’s this?” Sussie quietly spoke, nervous about approaching it.  Eve, however, walked over and took the note.  Sussie gulped and asked quietly, “w-what does it say?”

    Eve cleared his throat and read: As a fan of the food and the lovely mascots that work here, I would like to present to Sussie and Eve a gift of my appreciation.  Signed, K.T.

    “Th-that’s rather sweet,” Eve remarked, a blush coming to his cheeks.

    “I don’t know,” replied Sussie nervously, twiddling his thumbs and fidgeting, “D-do you… do you think it’s safe? …also, when did someone come in?  I didn’t hear any…”

    “It’ll be fine,” Eve said.  He then went quiet, fidgeting and his face wrinkling up.  Taking a deep breath, he asked, “h-hey… you… you want me to-to take your picture?”

    “Wh-what?” the mascot gasped, his jaw dropping.

    “J-just for fun,” the witch femboy replied, “N-nothing serious or anything, you know?  Just… fun…”

    “Well… I guess I can,” Sussie replied at some time, “j-just… make me look g-good.”

    Eve nodded softly and aimed the camera at the mascot.  Sussie smiled, his eyes looking off to the side as his face turned redder, his hands clasped together and his feet squirming.  With that, the witch boy pressed a button and a blinding light flashed as the camera snapped it photo.

    Both femboys went woozy, their eyes in a complete daze from the powerful light.  It even affected Eve despite the light shining away from him. “D-didn’t ex-expect that,” Eve mumbled, “S-so pow-powerful…”

    With that, a photo slid out of the slot and Eve took it, rubbing his eyes a bit as he looked it over.  The shot showed Sussie in his adorable, shy pose… but there was also something off about it.  Despite blushing so much, his cheeks looked more pink than red.  His lips also were quite plump and his cheeks in general seemed swollen almost.

    Eve looked from the photo and then at Sussie curiously.  His best friend was busy rubbing his own eyes and mumbling something.  Looking closely, Sussie had pink, slightly swollen cheeks with puffy lips, just like the photo.  Huh, the witch femboy thought, I could have sworn… oh well…

    “How did the photo turn out?” asked Sussie, finishing rubbing his eyes.  His voice felt confident and lively, no stutter or nervous tick to it at all anymore.

    “P-pretty g-good… l-let’s take another!”  The mascot nodded his head and this time, hopped up onto the counter.  Placing his hand on his knees, he winked at Eve sly, causing the witch boy’s face to redden more than ever before.

    H-he’s s-s-so cute, the witch femboy thought dreamily.  With that, he snapped another photo, the blinding light going off once more.  It was just as powerful, but for some reason, it wasn’t nearly as blinding this time.  Just a few rubs of the eyes and both of them could see perfectly again.

    Taking a look at the new photo, Sussie’s image looked different yet again, even if Eve didn’t quite realize it.  Sussie’s lips were fully puckered out and plump, making a kissy face in the shot.  However, what truly stood out were his cheeks, almost the size of cantaloupes and protruding away from his face.

    Looking up again, Eve saw that the mascot looked exactly the same way in the photo.  The only minor difference was he could see that Sussie’s cheeks were rather jiggly, bouncing with each shift of his head.  “How frt do I look?” Sussie asked excitedly, hurrying over and grabbing at the photo, “I wanna frt see Eve frt!”

    “E-e-easy!” Eve stuttered, his face growing red once more, “Don’t be so handsy!  I m-m-might j-justEEEEPPP!”  In the middle of the reaching, the camera snapped another photo, capturing both of them in it at the same time.

    Both femboys mumbled, rubbing their foreheads and eyes madly.  The moment they felt better, they quickly looked over the photo.  Sussie’s cheeks were gigantic, just a little bit bigger than half his head. His large cheeks hid his nose and squished his lips together, making them even bigger than before.  Eve was a bit different as well, having thicker lips, pink cheeks, and rather plump cheeks as well, just like in Sussie’s first.

    Eve looked at the photo and then at Sussie himself, seeing how incredibly large and big his cheeks were now.  Without a moment of hesitation or nervousness, Eve giggled and slapped his friend’s big cheeks, watching them jiggle and wiggle.  He simply said, “Oh Sussie, you’re such a cute buttface!”

    “Phhhhhhaaarrrttttt!  Thanksies!  FFFRRRTTT!” Sussie giggled and tooted away, playfully rubbing his cheek against Eve’s own.  The mascot took the camera from him and said, “Now phhhrrrttt it’s my frt turn to take ffffffffrrrrtttt your photo cutie frt-frt!”

    With that, Sussie snapped a photo of Eve.  However, Eve didn’t even flinch this time as the camera flashed him, just smiling away without a care.  Once the photo popped out, he asked, “You really frt think I’m cute Sussie frt?”

    Sussie giggled and looked at the new photo.  He then handed it to him, tooting in reply, “Why fffffrrttt don’t ya phhharrrrtt see for yourself ffffrrttt cutie?  FFFRRRTT!”

    Eve looked at the photo and gasped.  He did look cute!  He had large cheeks just like Sussie’s, just a tiny bit smaller.  His lips were thick and puckered up, squished between his own facial cheeks as well.  He was quite the adorable buttface himself.

    “You’re phhhhharrrtt right Sussie frt!” Eve exclaimed, squeezing one of his face butt cheeks, “I am ffffrrrtttttt cute and adorable fffrrrrttt!  Thank you fffffrrtt phrt!”

    “No ffffffrttt problem Eve ppphhhrrrrttt!” Sussie tooted, inching closer to his friend.  Eve, in turn, inched closer to him as well.

    Soon, they were only centimeters apart and looking into each other’s eyes dreamily.  “Sussie fffrrttt,” Eve cooed/tooted, “I… I… fffrrrttt have a super big ffrrtt crush on you! PPHHHHARRRTTT!”

    “Oh Eve fffrrrttt,” Sussie answered back, playfully patting his friend’s cheeks, “I had fffrrtt a crush on ffrrrtt you longer silly PHHHARRRTTT!”  With that, the two of them kissed, puckered lips to puckered lips and buttface to buttface.  The two giggled and blew raspberries as they made out, wrapping their arms around one another.  It was the happiest day of their lives.

    However, their special moment was interrupted.  In walked Rozy, a mascot from another fast food joint down the road.  “Hiya Sussie and Eve!” the cheerfully clown exclaimed as she stepped in, “I just wanna see how my favorite femboys are… oh my!  Well isn’t this cute!~”

    Both Sussie and Eve turned their heads, still hugging and holding one another in their arms.  They both giggled and tooted in unison, “Hiya fffffrrttt Rozy!  Do you wanna ppphhhharrrrtttt take a photo ffffffrrttt with us? FFFFRRRTT!”

THE END Ffffrrrtttt~