~BBW(mult), Sex, SWG - A story illustrating the psychotic dangers when you pine over a lust you cannot have.
[Vader7476's Foreword: Originally written in July of 2008, this story is inspired by a scene in there that, for the most part, really happened. Almost entirely fictional except for a short part, which I then decided to make a story about. It's more vague and dark than I normally write, and isn't really all that good, but it was very fun for me to write, and maybe someone out there will enjoy it too.
I really like fat talk, and humiliation, and I wanted to incorporate it into a story. There's really one of the big themes at work throughout this story, and I use it for playful ribbing to flat out ridicule. It's interesting to note how that changes and what particularly makes it change. I can't think of too many stories that have a lot of it, or focus on it, or do it well. I'm not sure I pulled it off either, but here's my attempt. Again, hope you like.]
Take It Home Today With Financing! is what the sign read in our store. Underneath it was a table littered with pamphlets no one wanted to read, detailing the pros and intricacies of the aforementioned financing. The sign in and of itself hadnt quelled peoples disinterest, so of course, the monkeys in charge knew something had to change to garner new attention to our offers. The million dollar idea was a candy bowl, which immediately raised my brow. Hell, it was one of the few good ideas I had seen our management have. However, what caught my eye was Christine.
I dont really know what nationalities she was, but it was quite obvious she had Asian descent within her somewhere. Her skin was darker though, a creamy light chestnut color. Red streaks and highlights ran through her otherwise black hair, zipping down past her shoulders stopping around her shoulder blades. Today she let her bangs fall to the side of her face, and had a ponytail that sat high on the back of her head. Christines face was cute, but she didnt think so, often disparaging against her wide nose. Ah, how like a woman to criticize whats already perfect.
Her khakis today looked especially tight around her slim legs, and grossly stretched across an ass that was way too large for an Asian. What enthralled me about it wasnt merely its size, or shape actually, thats exactly what kept me looking. Her hips werent especially big given the size of her badonkadonk, and while it did stick out quite a bit, what kept my glance was that it seemed to sit both high, and low on her legs. Its hard to describe, but instead of it taking up one third of the back of her upper leg, this thing took up close to half of it, as if it expanded in three dimensions. It looked as if the rest of her body didnt want to store any fat, as if her body had a personal vendetta with panties, making them disappear. Her panties edges could be seen through her pants, and were creeping inward. I loved how tight they were. Unconfined one could only imagine its sway and swagger, but at the moment, its sloshing was kept to a work appropriate minimum.
Christines breasts were large and perky enough to make her collared shirt drape down when she tucked it into her pants. I would have loved a chance to verify, but Id bet on C, maybe even a D. It was hard to tell with her, especially since my eyes always looked at that ass.
I always managed to make her laugh, and more so than the other employees. Unfortunately I was just filling in today, and usually worked across the building. She flashed me a smile as she walked across my desk right to the candy bowl. It was filled to the brim with Hersheys Kisses. She took a good handful and went back to her counter. Oh, its going to be a good day. Edna was a little to my left, a wisp of a girl, with short black hair that she had up in a half bun/ponytail at the moment. Her dark eyes, too, got large at the site of this candy dish. Scratch that. This was going to be a great day.
Edna kept telling me how good the ones with crème filling were after she had grabbed a handful and started munching. I didnt feel like walking over to try, so I told her she was a liar. Now wanting to discredit my words, she walked over and grabbed the entire bowl and picked one out for me, while of course taking a couple for herself. Its funny how easy it is to make someone do something without actually suggesting it. Wait a minute, where did that pile of chocolate go she just had a moment ago? Edna walked back to her register chomping away. Her khakis were loose, unfortunately. As if she heard my inner monologue, Christine walked over. She must have little work to do.
Whenever I see her, I want to see her leave. Its so much more enjoyable. Her walk wasnt sexy in the classical way of putting one foot in front of the other so that her hips would sway, no, not with her. To describe the picture accurately, I can only say she looked like she was compensating for how much weight was behind her. She had the beginnings of a waddle even though she was slim, and arched herself forward to balance herself. This, in turn, pushed her breasts out, which made it even harder to judge their size.
She confirmed she was bored, and took the ponytail out of her hair. Beautiful. We joked around a bit, until I suggested putting her ponytail coming off the side of her head, which she did. Then we both started talking like high school girls from the valley, which ended up with her laughing pretty hard and putting her hair back the way it was. She went to talk to Edna shortly after; although with the quick sneak of some more chocolate, one might wonder if that might have been the ulterior motive, and of course, Edna did too.
Christine hadnt even been here for an hour yet, and she walked back to the candy bowl. Theres something uncontrollably irresistible about a slim girl, with a few thick parts, and a big fat pigs appetite. She took some of the kisses and sprinkled them around the table. She claimed to make it more pretty and attractive. If she kept touching those kisses, Id have to agree. Again, she took some back with her, savoring one on the way back. I didnt know whether to focus on her chewing or that ass.
I went back to work, trying to glance over at her eating every now and then until I got lost in my work and realized when I went to look; she had slipped right next to me. She was pouting slightly, and holding her stomach.
Ive got a tummy ache, she said. Damn, does this chick know what shes doing to me? If she keeps on going like this, well both need new khakis. Suffice it to say, I was fidgeting a bit. God, why cant chocolate fix stomach aches? Then I would have been justified to tell her to get some more, which she did much to my surprise.
I glanced over to see Edna widen her eyes upon seeing yet another trip from Christine. I only hoped I hid my expressions better than her, especially when she too took another one or two from the bowl a little later. Rest in peace Milton Hershey; I cant think of a greater man.
After another trip to the candy bowl, Carlos, a short man with a sense of humor, went over to her. He seemed agitated, and came back to the bowl to put back some candy. Oh Carlos, youve made an enemy today my friend. He told me she wasnt supposed to have any, and I figured he meant they were for the customers until her fat ass jiggled over to me.
Carlos seemed pissed you took one piece of candy, I said. A lie, but drawing attention to her greedy hoarding of chocolate seemed a sure fire way to get her to stop.
I know, right? Hes just mad cause Im on a diet and Im not supposed to eat chocolate or cake, or onion rings, or burgers, or fries but I do. Christine laughed, I started fidgeting again. His friend Neils my personal trainer and if Carlos tells him then Ill have to do so much more work tonight. Really get me sweating. If I go that is. Hes been mad because Ive missed the last two work outs. She sulked slightly.
Diet?
Yeah, she said, I want to lose some weight for summer. Look better in a bikini, that kind of thing.
If you keep eating like you have been, youre going to look better naked and in my bed.
I dont think you need to lose any, you look great. This was not a lie. Okay, it was. Gain, Gain, GAIN!
Thanks! she said and went back and got some more candy. More than Carlos had put back it seemed. Oh, I hope spite comes into play!
I had been right, because a little while later Carlos was walking around and she snuck back to the candy bowl. She put her finger over her lips and pantomimed a Shhh! to me jokingly. Dont worry baby, I wont tell. And with all that chocolate in your mouth you wont be able to either. Whatever happened to that stomach ache? Spites a beautiful thing too it seems.
Throughout the rest of the day she continued her trips. She started to initiate fake conversations with people in order to get to the candy bowl it seemed. Oh what a smile she brought to my face when I heard her tell one of the bosses that she was going to lunch. Apparently that didnt satisfy her either, because she came back after and settled into her previous routine of talking to get candy.
By the time she was done, she was visibly stuffed. Oh she never looked so cute. She had her hands on the small of her back, but unfortunately her large boobs still made her shirt drape down, it was too hard to see that bloated belly.
She didnt even have the energy to go over to the bowl any more, she just shouted at Edna to throw her a piece. Edna told her she was going to throw some, and not one. Edna, for a stick, I love you. Not only are you now a co-conspirator in her stuffing, but theres no way shes catching multiple pieces of chocolate. She might have got one or two, and the rest landed at her feet and in front of my desk. She bent over and I almost lost it right then and there, and her pants were close too. This wasnt a great day at work, this was a fantasy. I need to switch departments!
I had found out that the addition of that beautiful sign actually increased our numbers for the day. Ill be willing to bet theyll increase more than our financial numbers! This was great news. Theyre going to fill that bowl up every day for Christine, and that little piglet is just not going to be able to contain herself.
I tried keeping my eyes and ears open for any news regarding how much she had been eating, gaining, anything. Every time I passed the candy bowl it always looked to be emptier than the last time I had swung by. She wasnt in some of the days I was in, or not at her desk, it was nerve racking. As luck would have it, I managed to overhear a conversation between Edna and Erica. Erica was a slim red-head with freckles that was clearly in a sorority at some point in her life. How she talked, walked, acted, it all exuded soristitute (Sorority + Prostitute). She was what I would call, hippy. Definitely a pear if shed pick up some of that chocolate.
Have you worked with Christine yet? Edna said.
You mean have I had the pleasure of watching her eat? Oh my Gawd, shes already kind of chunky back there, Erica twisted her head and eyes to view her own luscious butt. If she keeps eating like that she wont need a one piece, shell need a bigger pool!
They giggled. Did you hear? Edna asked, She hasnt been going to the gym and working out anymore. Thats what Carlos told me.
Yippee-ki-yay! Excellent news. Oh how life is sweet. Thank you two for your incredibly cruel gossip, it sustains me! The second Erica left; Edna got bored and took a couple chocolates for herself. I love the hypocrisy. It makes me smile as I walk back to my own desk.
A week or so passed by without much change until I finally got a chance to see Christine again. It was hard to tell if she had gained anything at all, her large breasts still made her shirt drape down, hiding view of where her stomach would be, but oh, those pants. Im not sure how they got any tighter than they were before, but to say they were painted on would have been a huge understatement. They looked absurd on her, and I had serious questions on how she managed to hike them up over her bulging booty. The zipper was closed, but the flap that tried to aesthetically cover the zipper wouldnt fold over, and exposed the zipper and the tiny hint of space at the top. I really need to start looking at her belt loops.
Hi Christine, I said. She smiled when she greeted me. I see some chocolate at the corner of her thick lips. Someones been busy all morning. I point it out to her and she licks it off, too greedy to let the tiniest morsel go to waste. Im going to make her use that tongue for something else.
My pants are too tight, she joked.
Oh cutie, I can see that. What, why?
I think I made the belt too tight, its pinching me, Christine said pointing at the loops. Well at least I could look long now. 4 holes left, mental note accomplished. But I dont think its the belt honey.
Well that stinks, just undo it! Hey, it was worth a shot. She laughs, but doesnt do it. I think she was afraid the button on her pants would fly off if her belt wasnt helping with that whole situation. Oh, youre feeding that belly all the time now. Its only a matter of time before its gonna want to take attention away from that ass of yours.
Is Carlos still watching you like a hawk?
She laughs. You know it, but Im good at sneaking, she jokes.
Its gonna be harder to when you cant get up out of your chair. I drop some chocolate in front of her. Hows the diet been going by the way? You look fabulous; I can tell youve lost some. Oh, Im such an asshole.
Aww, thanks, youre so sweet! She smiles. I think Ive been doing good, I think Ive firmed up a bit!
Like hell you have you butterball. It certainly shows! Major asshole.
I missed my last couple work outs though, I dont think Neils gonna help me. But I got this far without him, I can do it myself! she says in high spirits.
Sure you can! I smile. Whats more assholish than an asshole? With him youve added some nice size to that ass, and probably some cute pudge on your tummy. Without him youll zeppelin that rear end in no time flat. I steer the conversation away as she pops one of those chocolates into her mouth. I cant even focus on what shes saying at this point.
As usual, I go for a little while without seeing her. Edna still chomps away up there, but despite all the time that passes she doesnt gain an ounce. What a useless bitch. Well theres someone, Amber! She takes one. Should have taken more. Ambers kind of tall, with a hair color I can only describe as not orange, but not brown, but not yellow. It looks really well on her, but I dont know what to call it. She had kind of a rat face, which makes her sound rather ugly, but it was kind of cute I had always thought. Not a knock-out, but not many are. She had, by far, the biggest boobs in this place, although, she might have some competition with my little project soon. Amber did have a nice bit of fat around her middle though. An apple if I ever saw one. Youre lucky youre married Amber, but Ill joke around until I see Christine.
I call Amber useless, and she does the same to me. A running gag we have as to who does less work. I usually lose and agree Im worse; a fair price to pay to look at those tits. I have to get you divorced. We head our separate ways until I see Christine, and boy how could I not see her?
Definitely new pants, definitely, or at the very least a bigger pair. She chose to go with ones that were tight. A poor delusional choice for someone whos gonna be ripening a lot more. I walk for a closer look; I dont even try to be subtle. Shes on the third belt loop. Theres no hiding it now piglet, youve grown. I can see your bra piglet, and I can tell even through your shirt that your cups are overflowing, just like that tiny gut over your pants. Brand new, finally, that fat can be seen. Apparently you didnt order a new shirt to fit with those pants. And youre getting some more chocolate. God, this gets better all the time. Ednas gotta be thinking the same as me. Well, almost the same, I doubt shes as happy about this as I am.
Hey there! she says to me and pops a chocolate in her mouth. I cant help myself, theyre just so good! she jokes.
Thats no joke chunky; you really cant help yourself unless you plan on buying some even bigger pants. I laugh and take one myself, Most definitely! That should make her feel a bit better. Maybe she doesnt even notice shes gained. I doubt anyone other than I has even noticed, Edna just always seems shocked at the frequency this blubber butt comes up to this candy bowl. But just a little bit longer, theres going to be no more hiding it.
Hows your neck of the woods going?
Busy! she tells me. I barely have time to leave my desk.
Oh, its the time thats keeping you sitting, not laziness or your fat ass getting stuck in that chair. Good to know. I know; were getting slammed lately. I want a robot to do all my work, I joke.
I wish! I could sit back and relax for once, she said.
I have trouble seeing you having not relaxed before chubs. That ass has evolved cause you needed something to sit on.
I finally got a chance to get up and take a break, a little reward for myself, Christine said showing me a piece of the chocolate as she put it in her mouth. She must have taken the reward in payments with how often she stops up here.
Definitely! You need to do this more often, you work too hard Christine. I hardly see ya. Please do Christine, for me?
She giggles. Ill just have to take some extra to my desk then, she said and smiled. Hotter than ever Christine, shall I fill your purse for you?
I cant stop looking at her belly. Its small, but presses against her shirt. Just the hint of a belly really, only seen because she tucks her shirt in. It takes all I have to not shake the shit out of it, grab a big handful, or even poke it. Its not big enough to hang yet, but its enough to interfere with some pants. Not that those need any help with that ghetto booty shes sporting back there. What Id give to watch her hike her panties over that large dome of flesh. I dont think shes a medium anymore. She starts talking and it takes a bit to get me out of my daze.
I should take some home with me, she says. Im gonna be gone a little bit. She excitedly says, Vacation! Wooo! Ill be taking an actual break like you said, and I cant wait!
Neither can I! Wish I could see you in your bikini that you were trying to slim down to fit into, lounging around a pool or beach with those chocolates crammed in your mouth as you release all your inhibitions away from work you fat pig.
Awesome, gotta take a break from this place! As if you havent been taking breaks to stuff your face. You going anywhere?
Not really, just going to relax and lounge around.
I called it. Who could afford two plane tickets for that ass? Let alone the extra suitcases for your bottoms. Youre gonna get so fat piggy. Youll tell yourself you can let go because its vacation, and youre just going to pile on all those pounds to reward yourself.
Lucky! Have a great time Christine! Gonna get me a souvenir? I joke and we laugh. Those extra pounds will be more of a souvenir than anything you could ever get me glutton. Do me a favor and dont let it all go to your ass. The rest of your body is just begging for some attention, your ass is just so mean to take all those fattening goodies for itself.
The week shes away is hell. I cant stop thinking about her stuffing her face all day every day. I keep looking at the candy bowl throughout the day as it stays mostly full. The other girls arent really taking up Christines slack. Ericas been filling in for her, and she hasnt touched a piece. Then theres Edna, who despite eating some every day, just wont gain a pound for me at all. If Ambers gained any it isnt enough to tell, at least shes something to look at. Her boobs jiggle with every step, so I always try to make her move a little when we talk. Fake a boxing match with her, something. It doesnt help much.
I finally get to hear some more gossip about my blossoming piglet. Erica is involved again, but this time she swayed her hippy self closer to my department to talk to Tessa. Tessa wore her black hair in a bob cut. She had a very pretty face, had a nice set of breasts on her, but not much else. Of course Erica and Tessa got along, same type of personality, but oh how it was nice to eavesdrop.
Theres so much candy up there since fat ass isnt here to wolf it all down, Erica said. She gave Tessa a couple of pieces, but took none for herself. If I didnt know better, Id have guessed she wanted to strap Tessa in on the gaining roller coaster. Maybe she knew something I didnt. Tessa certainly had a look on her face as if to suggest Erica was a bitch.
Can you believe how big its getting? She almost backed up into me, I could have been killed! Tessa laughed.
Im having a pool party this weekend, I didnt even invite her. Can you imagine? Erica scoffed.
All the guests would ask for some celery to go with all that cottage cheese! They had a big laugh over Tessas comment. Sadly, before they could continue Sara, a thin blonde and their superior broke them up.
That conversation didnt last as long as I would have liked, and on subsequent talks not much happened. They had a nice laugh at Edna for being so thin. I guess their weights are the only correct ones. I ought to change that.
Hell week ended rather uneventfully and I eagerly awaited the return of my thickening plumper, but she didnt come back when she was supposed to. Maybe it will take just a bit of time to run into her, but too much time passes for that to be right so I start asking around. Apparently she took a few extra days, and then had some training at another store before she came back. Damnit! I hope they have chocolate there.
I think about her all the time now. Even at home I can just picture her on my bed when I come home after her
Kisses
by Vader7476
by Vader7476
[Vader7476's Foreword: Originally written in July of 2008, this story is inspired by a scene in there that, for the most part, really happened. Almost entirely fictional except for a short part, which I then decided to make a story about. It's more vague and dark than I normally write, and isn't really all that good, but it was very fun for me to write, and maybe someone out there will enjoy it too.
I really like fat talk, and humiliation, and I wanted to incorporate it into a story. There's really one of the big themes at work throughout this story, and I use it for playful ribbing to flat out ridicule. It's interesting to note how that changes and what particularly makes it change. I can't think of too many stories that have a lot of it, or focus on it, or do it well. I'm not sure I pulled it off either, but here's my attempt. Again, hope you like.]
Take It Home Today With Financing! is what the sign read in our store. Underneath it was a table littered with pamphlets no one wanted to read, detailing the pros and intricacies of the aforementioned financing. The sign in and of itself hadnt quelled peoples disinterest, so of course, the monkeys in charge knew something had to change to garner new attention to our offers. The million dollar idea was a candy bowl, which immediately raised my brow. Hell, it was one of the few good ideas I had seen our management have. However, what caught my eye was Christine.
I dont really know what nationalities she was, but it was quite obvious she had Asian descent within her somewhere. Her skin was darker though, a creamy light chestnut color. Red streaks and highlights ran through her otherwise black hair, zipping down past her shoulders stopping around her shoulder blades. Today she let her bangs fall to the side of her face, and had a ponytail that sat high on the back of her head. Christines face was cute, but she didnt think so, often disparaging against her wide nose. Ah, how like a woman to criticize whats already perfect.
Her khakis today looked especially tight around her slim legs, and grossly stretched across an ass that was way too large for an Asian. What enthralled me about it wasnt merely its size, or shape actually, thats exactly what kept me looking. Her hips werent especially big given the size of her badonkadonk, and while it did stick out quite a bit, what kept my glance was that it seemed to sit both high, and low on her legs. Its hard to describe, but instead of it taking up one third of the back of her upper leg, this thing took up close to half of it, as if it expanded in three dimensions. It looked as if the rest of her body didnt want to store any fat, as if her body had a personal vendetta with panties, making them disappear. Her panties edges could be seen through her pants, and were creeping inward. I loved how tight they were. Unconfined one could only imagine its sway and swagger, but at the moment, its sloshing was kept to a work appropriate minimum.
Christines breasts were large and perky enough to make her collared shirt drape down when she tucked it into her pants. I would have loved a chance to verify, but Id bet on C, maybe even a D. It was hard to tell with her, especially since my eyes always looked at that ass.
I always managed to make her laugh, and more so than the other employees. Unfortunately I was just filling in today, and usually worked across the building. She flashed me a smile as she walked across my desk right to the candy bowl. It was filled to the brim with Hersheys Kisses. She took a good handful and went back to her counter. Oh, its going to be a good day. Edna was a little to my left, a wisp of a girl, with short black hair that she had up in a half bun/ponytail at the moment. Her dark eyes, too, got large at the site of this candy dish. Scratch that. This was going to be a great day.
Edna kept telling me how good the ones with crème filling were after she had grabbed a handful and started munching. I didnt feel like walking over to try, so I told her she was a liar. Now wanting to discredit my words, she walked over and grabbed the entire bowl and picked one out for me, while of course taking a couple for herself. Its funny how easy it is to make someone do something without actually suggesting it. Wait a minute, where did that pile of chocolate go she just had a moment ago? Edna walked back to her register chomping away. Her khakis were loose, unfortunately. As if she heard my inner monologue, Christine walked over. She must have little work to do.
Whenever I see her, I want to see her leave. Its so much more enjoyable. Her walk wasnt sexy in the classical way of putting one foot in front of the other so that her hips would sway, no, not with her. To describe the picture accurately, I can only say she looked like she was compensating for how much weight was behind her. She had the beginnings of a waddle even though she was slim, and arched herself forward to balance herself. This, in turn, pushed her breasts out, which made it even harder to judge their size.
She confirmed she was bored, and took the ponytail out of her hair. Beautiful. We joked around a bit, until I suggested putting her ponytail coming off the side of her head, which she did. Then we both started talking like high school girls from the valley, which ended up with her laughing pretty hard and putting her hair back the way it was. She went to talk to Edna shortly after; although with the quick sneak of some more chocolate, one might wonder if that might have been the ulterior motive, and of course, Edna did too.
Christine hadnt even been here for an hour yet, and she walked back to the candy bowl. Theres something uncontrollably irresistible about a slim girl, with a few thick parts, and a big fat pigs appetite. She took some of the kisses and sprinkled them around the table. She claimed to make it more pretty and attractive. If she kept touching those kisses, Id have to agree. Again, she took some back with her, savoring one on the way back. I didnt know whether to focus on her chewing or that ass.
I went back to work, trying to glance over at her eating every now and then until I got lost in my work and realized when I went to look; she had slipped right next to me. She was pouting slightly, and holding her stomach.
Ive got a tummy ache, she said. Damn, does this chick know what shes doing to me? If she keeps on going like this, well both need new khakis. Suffice it to say, I was fidgeting a bit. God, why cant chocolate fix stomach aches? Then I would have been justified to tell her to get some more, which she did much to my surprise.
I glanced over to see Edna widen her eyes upon seeing yet another trip from Christine. I only hoped I hid my expressions better than her, especially when she too took another one or two from the bowl a little later. Rest in peace Milton Hershey; I cant think of a greater man.
After another trip to the candy bowl, Carlos, a short man with a sense of humor, went over to her. He seemed agitated, and came back to the bowl to put back some candy. Oh Carlos, youve made an enemy today my friend. He told me she wasnt supposed to have any, and I figured he meant they were for the customers until her fat ass jiggled over to me.
Carlos seemed pissed you took one piece of candy, I said. A lie, but drawing attention to her greedy hoarding of chocolate seemed a sure fire way to get her to stop.
I know, right? Hes just mad cause Im on a diet and Im not supposed to eat chocolate or cake, or onion rings, or burgers, or fries but I do. Christine laughed, I started fidgeting again. His friend Neils my personal trainer and if Carlos tells him then Ill have to do so much more work tonight. Really get me sweating. If I go that is. Hes been mad because Ive missed the last two work outs. She sulked slightly.
Diet?
Yeah, she said, I want to lose some weight for summer. Look better in a bikini, that kind of thing.
If you keep eating like you have been, youre going to look better naked and in my bed.
I dont think you need to lose any, you look great. This was not a lie. Okay, it was. Gain, Gain, GAIN!
Thanks! she said and went back and got some more candy. More than Carlos had put back it seemed. Oh, I hope spite comes into play!
I had been right, because a little while later Carlos was walking around and she snuck back to the candy bowl. She put her finger over her lips and pantomimed a Shhh! to me jokingly. Dont worry baby, I wont tell. And with all that chocolate in your mouth you wont be able to either. Whatever happened to that stomach ache? Spites a beautiful thing too it seems.
Throughout the rest of the day she continued her trips. She started to initiate fake conversations with people in order to get to the candy bowl it seemed. Oh what a smile she brought to my face when I heard her tell one of the bosses that she was going to lunch. Apparently that didnt satisfy her either, because she came back after and settled into her previous routine of talking to get candy.
By the time she was done, she was visibly stuffed. Oh she never looked so cute. She had her hands on the small of her back, but unfortunately her large boobs still made her shirt drape down, it was too hard to see that bloated belly.
She didnt even have the energy to go over to the bowl any more, she just shouted at Edna to throw her a piece. Edna told her she was going to throw some, and not one. Edna, for a stick, I love you. Not only are you now a co-conspirator in her stuffing, but theres no way shes catching multiple pieces of chocolate. She might have got one or two, and the rest landed at her feet and in front of my desk. She bent over and I almost lost it right then and there, and her pants were close too. This wasnt a great day at work, this was a fantasy. I need to switch departments!
I had found out that the addition of that beautiful sign actually increased our numbers for the day. Ill be willing to bet theyll increase more than our financial numbers! This was great news. Theyre going to fill that bowl up every day for Christine, and that little piglet is just not going to be able to contain herself.
I tried keeping my eyes and ears open for any news regarding how much she had been eating, gaining, anything. Every time I passed the candy bowl it always looked to be emptier than the last time I had swung by. She wasnt in some of the days I was in, or not at her desk, it was nerve racking. As luck would have it, I managed to overhear a conversation between Edna and Erica. Erica was a slim red-head with freckles that was clearly in a sorority at some point in her life. How she talked, walked, acted, it all exuded soristitute (Sorority + Prostitute). She was what I would call, hippy. Definitely a pear if shed pick up some of that chocolate.
Have you worked with Christine yet? Edna said.
You mean have I had the pleasure of watching her eat? Oh my Gawd, shes already kind of chunky back there, Erica twisted her head and eyes to view her own luscious butt. If she keeps eating like that she wont need a one piece, shell need a bigger pool!
They giggled. Did you hear? Edna asked, She hasnt been going to the gym and working out anymore. Thats what Carlos told me.
Yippee-ki-yay! Excellent news. Oh how life is sweet. Thank you two for your incredibly cruel gossip, it sustains me! The second Erica left; Edna got bored and took a couple chocolates for herself. I love the hypocrisy. It makes me smile as I walk back to my own desk.
A week or so passed by without much change until I finally got a chance to see Christine again. It was hard to tell if she had gained anything at all, her large breasts still made her shirt drape down, hiding view of where her stomach would be, but oh, those pants. Im not sure how they got any tighter than they were before, but to say they were painted on would have been a huge understatement. They looked absurd on her, and I had serious questions on how she managed to hike them up over her bulging booty. The zipper was closed, but the flap that tried to aesthetically cover the zipper wouldnt fold over, and exposed the zipper and the tiny hint of space at the top. I really need to start looking at her belt loops.
Hi Christine, I said. She smiled when she greeted me. I see some chocolate at the corner of her thick lips. Someones been busy all morning. I point it out to her and she licks it off, too greedy to let the tiniest morsel go to waste. Im going to make her use that tongue for something else.
My pants are too tight, she joked.
Oh cutie, I can see that. What, why?
I think I made the belt too tight, its pinching me, Christine said pointing at the loops. Well at least I could look long now. 4 holes left, mental note accomplished. But I dont think its the belt honey.
Well that stinks, just undo it! Hey, it was worth a shot. She laughs, but doesnt do it. I think she was afraid the button on her pants would fly off if her belt wasnt helping with that whole situation. Oh, youre feeding that belly all the time now. Its only a matter of time before its gonna want to take attention away from that ass of yours.
Is Carlos still watching you like a hawk?
She laughs. You know it, but Im good at sneaking, she jokes.
Its gonna be harder to when you cant get up out of your chair. I drop some chocolate in front of her. Hows the diet been going by the way? You look fabulous; I can tell youve lost some. Oh, Im such an asshole.
Aww, thanks, youre so sweet! She smiles. I think Ive been doing good, I think Ive firmed up a bit!
Like hell you have you butterball. It certainly shows! Major asshole.
I missed my last couple work outs though, I dont think Neils gonna help me. But I got this far without him, I can do it myself! she says in high spirits.
Sure you can! I smile. Whats more assholish than an asshole? With him youve added some nice size to that ass, and probably some cute pudge on your tummy. Without him youll zeppelin that rear end in no time flat. I steer the conversation away as she pops one of those chocolates into her mouth. I cant even focus on what shes saying at this point.
As usual, I go for a little while without seeing her. Edna still chomps away up there, but despite all the time that passes she doesnt gain an ounce. What a useless bitch. Well theres someone, Amber! She takes one. Should have taken more. Ambers kind of tall, with a hair color I can only describe as not orange, but not brown, but not yellow. It looks really well on her, but I dont know what to call it. She had kind of a rat face, which makes her sound rather ugly, but it was kind of cute I had always thought. Not a knock-out, but not many are. She had, by far, the biggest boobs in this place, although, she might have some competition with my little project soon. Amber did have a nice bit of fat around her middle though. An apple if I ever saw one. Youre lucky youre married Amber, but Ill joke around until I see Christine.
I call Amber useless, and she does the same to me. A running gag we have as to who does less work. I usually lose and agree Im worse; a fair price to pay to look at those tits. I have to get you divorced. We head our separate ways until I see Christine, and boy how could I not see her?
Definitely new pants, definitely, or at the very least a bigger pair. She chose to go with ones that were tight. A poor delusional choice for someone whos gonna be ripening a lot more. I walk for a closer look; I dont even try to be subtle. Shes on the third belt loop. Theres no hiding it now piglet, youve grown. I can see your bra piglet, and I can tell even through your shirt that your cups are overflowing, just like that tiny gut over your pants. Brand new, finally, that fat can be seen. Apparently you didnt order a new shirt to fit with those pants. And youre getting some more chocolate. God, this gets better all the time. Ednas gotta be thinking the same as me. Well, almost the same, I doubt shes as happy about this as I am.
Hey there! she says to me and pops a chocolate in her mouth. I cant help myself, theyre just so good! she jokes.
Thats no joke chunky; you really cant help yourself unless you plan on buying some even bigger pants. I laugh and take one myself, Most definitely! That should make her feel a bit better. Maybe she doesnt even notice shes gained. I doubt anyone other than I has even noticed, Edna just always seems shocked at the frequency this blubber butt comes up to this candy bowl. But just a little bit longer, theres going to be no more hiding it.
Hows your neck of the woods going?
Busy! she tells me. I barely have time to leave my desk.
Oh, its the time thats keeping you sitting, not laziness or your fat ass getting stuck in that chair. Good to know. I know; were getting slammed lately. I want a robot to do all my work, I joke.
I wish! I could sit back and relax for once, she said.
I have trouble seeing you having not relaxed before chubs. That ass has evolved cause you needed something to sit on.
I finally got a chance to get up and take a break, a little reward for myself, Christine said showing me a piece of the chocolate as she put it in her mouth. She must have taken the reward in payments with how often she stops up here.
Definitely! You need to do this more often, you work too hard Christine. I hardly see ya. Please do Christine, for me?
She giggles. Ill just have to take some extra to my desk then, she said and smiled. Hotter than ever Christine, shall I fill your purse for you?
I cant stop looking at her belly. Its small, but presses against her shirt. Just the hint of a belly really, only seen because she tucks her shirt in. It takes all I have to not shake the shit out of it, grab a big handful, or even poke it. Its not big enough to hang yet, but its enough to interfere with some pants. Not that those need any help with that ghetto booty shes sporting back there. What Id give to watch her hike her panties over that large dome of flesh. I dont think shes a medium anymore. She starts talking and it takes a bit to get me out of my daze.
I should take some home with me, she says. Im gonna be gone a little bit. She excitedly says, Vacation! Wooo! Ill be taking an actual break like you said, and I cant wait!
Neither can I! Wish I could see you in your bikini that you were trying to slim down to fit into, lounging around a pool or beach with those chocolates crammed in your mouth as you release all your inhibitions away from work you fat pig.
Awesome, gotta take a break from this place! As if you havent been taking breaks to stuff your face. You going anywhere?
Not really, just going to relax and lounge around.
I called it. Who could afford two plane tickets for that ass? Let alone the extra suitcases for your bottoms. Youre gonna get so fat piggy. Youll tell yourself you can let go because its vacation, and youre just going to pile on all those pounds to reward yourself.
Lucky! Have a great time Christine! Gonna get me a souvenir? I joke and we laugh. Those extra pounds will be more of a souvenir than anything you could ever get me glutton. Do me a favor and dont let it all go to your ass. The rest of your body is just begging for some attention, your ass is just so mean to take all those fattening goodies for itself.
The week shes away is hell. I cant stop thinking about her stuffing her face all day every day. I keep looking at the candy bowl throughout the day as it stays mostly full. The other girls arent really taking up Christines slack. Ericas been filling in for her, and she hasnt touched a piece. Then theres Edna, who despite eating some every day, just wont gain a pound for me at all. If Ambers gained any it isnt enough to tell, at least shes something to look at. Her boobs jiggle with every step, so I always try to make her move a little when we talk. Fake a boxing match with her, something. It doesnt help much.
I finally get to hear some more gossip about my blossoming piglet. Erica is involved again, but this time she swayed her hippy self closer to my department to talk to Tessa. Tessa wore her black hair in a bob cut. She had a very pretty face, had a nice set of breasts on her, but not much else. Of course Erica and Tessa got along, same type of personality, but oh how it was nice to eavesdrop.
Theres so much candy up there since fat ass isnt here to wolf it all down, Erica said. She gave Tessa a couple of pieces, but took none for herself. If I didnt know better, Id have guessed she wanted to strap Tessa in on the gaining roller coaster. Maybe she knew something I didnt. Tessa certainly had a look on her face as if to suggest Erica was a bitch.
Can you believe how big its getting? She almost backed up into me, I could have been killed! Tessa laughed.
Im having a pool party this weekend, I didnt even invite her. Can you imagine? Erica scoffed.
All the guests would ask for some celery to go with all that cottage cheese! They had a big laugh over Tessas comment. Sadly, before they could continue Sara, a thin blonde and their superior broke them up.
That conversation didnt last as long as I would have liked, and on subsequent talks not much happened. They had a nice laugh at Edna for being so thin. I guess their weights are the only correct ones. I ought to change that.
Hell week ended rather uneventfully and I eagerly awaited the return of my thickening plumper, but she didnt come back when she was supposed to. Maybe it will take just a bit of time to run into her, but too much time passes for that to be right so I start asking around. Apparently she took a few extra days, and then had some training at another store before she came back. Damnit! I hope they have chocolate there.
I think about her all the time now. Even at home I can just picture her on my bed when I come home after her
