The sun shone brightly over the city skyline as Artie relaxed on top of his apartment. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and he was taking full advantage of it. The comfiness of his lounging chair, combined with the cool winds blowing in the air, were enough to instill a deep sense of relaxation within him. He could feel the warmth of the sun as he closes his eyes and falls into a long slumber.

He must have not seen the weather report for today, however. When he woke up, he was caught completely off guard by the raindrops pouring onto his body. The once-bright, blue skies were now dark, cloudy harbingers of lightning bolts and torrential downpours. Either he was asleep for a long time, or said harbingers rolled in amazingly fast. Either way, the storm was heavy and showed no signs of letting up anytime soon.

“Of all the luck…” he grumbled to himself as he rushed to get himself and his soggy lounging chair indoors. However, as the thunder raged on, he noticed a subtle rhythm that didn’t seem to match the lightning arcing from the sky. It was unusual enough that he couldn’t bring himself to go inside as he tried to make it out. It kept getting louder and louder, but the intense rainfall made it impossible to see what’s causing it. It reached its zenith just as a bolt came down practically in front of the unfortunate canid, forcing him to shield his eyes and ears from the sudden impact.

It took him a few seconds to regain his sight, but soon enough he could make out two blurry figures. They were of the feminine form - yet they were very well-built. Unnerving on its own, but when his sight fully returned, he was flabbergasted to see that those same figures towered over his own apartment. Artie always liked his women big, but to see them this big and this muscular - not to mention this mind-numbingly busty - left him breathless in shock. They could easily give him a good thrashing even if they were all the same height.

To top it off, one of the figures looked very familiar to him. His suspicions were confirmed when the blue-hued behemoth said, with a sultry tone of voice:

“Hello, little brother.”

“V-V-Vinca!” the arctic fox nervously exclaimed. He took a moment to look up and down at her vast, overwhelming body. “My, you’ve uh… you’ve bulked up since the last time I saw you.”

In response to that observation, she uncrosses her arms to expose her well-defined abdominal features - her once-smooth midsection was now home to a rock-solid six-pack. The large lass confirms the stated observation with: “Yeah, you can say that I’ve been working out a little bit.” With that, she puts on a little show for her brother - flexing her biceps, tensing up her abs, showing off her generous backside, the whole deal. She even throws in a good jiggle of her ample breasts for good measure. Artie was used to having Vinca tower over him a majority of the time, but not when she also looks like she could easily win a bodybuilding competition several times over. When she finishes, she says “It’s all thanks to my new partner over here.”

She gestures to her yellow-hued accomplice with her thumb. As Artie turns his attention to her, she doesn’t say anything and keeps her arms crossed - only nodding her head in acknowledgement. Even disregarding her posture, the black sclera in her eyes said everything about how she carries herself to a very speechless white fox. He could only nod in return, foregoing a proper introduction before re-directing his attention to his “big” sister.

“I guess she really got you into shape, huh?”

Brushing off the slight snark in that remark, she said “Oh, she’s done much more than help me improve my body, little brother. She taught me all sorts of cool martial arts stuff. New types of punches, kicks, stances, blocks, reversals… things I’ve never knew I was capable of. I’ve always been one to play dirty, but now I can do so with much more… finesse. Never thought you’d hear me use that word like this, huh?” That last remark prompted an ironic laugh from her.

The tiny, uneasy fox replied, “H-Heh heh, yeah. So… what are you going to do now?”

“Artie, we’ve been together long enough for you to know what you’re in for with me. But for now, I think I’ll let you get acquainted with my new friend here. It wouldn’t be right for me to jump in with you having just met her. I’m sure you two will get along just fine. You might even learn something - like if lightning really can strike twice.”

As soon as she stopped talking, the other vixen finally uncrossed her arms. This took Artie aback, since she more-or-less stood in the same position the entire time. It wasn’t the end of it, though - she then raised her left arm in the storm-swept sky. Inexplicably, it began to glow with a radiant energy - all while a wicked smile crept along the vixen’s face as well as Vinca’s. Artie couldn’t begin to guess how this was possible, but given his experience with much larger women, he could only say to himself:

“…where’s that wily coyote’s umbrella when you need it?”

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A joint commission I got with Artie. Yes, I know Vinca isn't usually this buff, and yes Artie was totally fine with letting me bulk her up for this image. ;-)

Art by robomax
Artie, Vinca belong to Artie
Renamon, Digimon © Bandai