Taking a deep breath, Anthony held it in as he prepared to face his boss. With his chest and round gut higher than usual, the rule breaker walked down the hallway and into the office that his Boss occupied. With a little bit of apprehension, Anthony tried to forget about all the time that he had been late and yelled at the customers over simple matters of getting them an extra utensils or napkins. Each step down the hall, which was big enough for his hips not to touch as the semi-giant each time he swayed to the diners, brought another second of Anthony not breathing. He finally released his breath when he was in front of the door that could decide if managed to work another day to earn his pay. In order to calm down his frantic nerves, he took a deep breath and walked in.
The dark room was lit by a single lamp. It was big enough for Anthony to see where he was going, and avoiding tripping and crushing anything that he landed on with his tonnage. However, the light from the lamp hid the figure that sat behind the desk. With his eyes not adjusted to the darkness, Anthony believed it to be the owner of Belly Busters behind the desk, but he didn’t want to risk revealing a piece of information that lead to his termination from the restaurant to one of few the workers that hated him. In the politest voice that he could muster up, Anthony said, “Excused me, sir, but do you know where Mr. –“
The man swung the chair and faced Anthony has he said
“Anthony, it’s me, Dixon. You can take a seat.”
“Um…”
“What? Nervous about fitting into the seat?” Dixon rose from his seat as he said, “Trust me. It won’t be a problem.”
Anthony dropped into his seat with a loud thump that caused the room to vibrate. He struggle to keep his jaw clenched as he watched Dixon walk around the desk. Just a couple days ago, Anthony was in the room being lectured for snapping at a family for demanding for more ketchup. When he took a seat, he broke the sides in order to fit in his wide hips, and ending up crushing it with extreme weight. When he left the office, his boss had ended the conversation with a handshake, Anthony was able to enjoy the sense of superiority that held over his upper management with his larger height and weight. He smiled his trademark toothy grin that revealed that he enjoyed the body that he was given.
He knew that Dixon always threw him looks that hungered for his body. He used to his advantage and would steal his smaller coworkers’ uniforms to flaunt off his rolls and curves. Despite the customer service that came with walking around the restaurant, Anthony did it because he knew that Dixon would be watching him with jaw wide open. A couple times when he had been called in, Anthony had put on a show by struggling to enter into Dixon door entrance. He pretended not to notice his boss licking his lips. This was the reason that Anthony was able to get away with so much at the place, and why the rest of the employees disliked him.
However, it looked that from the last time that Anthony had been in the room Dixon had managed to gain enough weight to topple his 625+ pound frame. Now that Dixon held the upper hand with being heavier, Anthony knew that he wouldn’t be able to use his body to manipulate his boss anymore.
Interrupting up the deep concentration that Anthony had placed himself in, Dixon looked down at the now smaller man and with smile that was similar to Anthony’s grin, he said, “What did you come in here to ask me about, Anthony?”
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