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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Other · #1933610
The women at Gordge inc. are getting fat. With the office lifestyle pounds pile on!
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Chapter #5

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Jen struggled to button her shirt over her fat belly. “Damn this thing. Did I shrink my clothes again?” She just managed to button it up. Her pants weren’t very cooperative either. “I haven’t put on that much weight, I must have shrunk my clothes.” She had definitely not shrunk her clothes, she had just gotten incredibly fat. She got into her car to go to work. “Why are these cars made so small?” She barely fit into the sedan. The first thing she did was got to the McDonald's drive through which was right next to her apartment building. She spatted out her large breakfast order, “can I get 20 hash browns, 3 egg mcmuffins, 2 mcgriddles, a breakfast burrito, and a large mcflurrie, please?” Jen’s stomach started to make noises, she was so hungry. She received the huge meal and went continued on her way to work. She demolished the food in the half an hour it took for her to arrive. She licked her fingers as she pulled into the taco bell drive through. Jen’s routine now was to order another meal at the taco bell right next to her office for her to eat at her desk. She loosened her belt another notch before leaving her car. The walk from her car to the lobby elevator was tiring for Jen since she was so out of shape and had a considerable amount of weight to move. She had already started eating the Taco Bell by the time she got to her desk. Her wide and round butt bounced as she stepped. As she lowered her shifting bulk into her desk chair she realized that her wide hips barely squeezed past the armrests. She would need a new chair. She resumed eating when she sat down. When she finished her second breakfast, she reached into her desk and pulled a twinkie out of a drawer stashed with twinkies and ding-dongs. She moaned at the taste of her third twinkie, her gut pushing the limits of her shirt buttons, of course Jen could only feel this, she couldn’t see anything past her large jiggling cleavage. Her gluttonous bliss was interrupted by the morning meeting. As she waddled down the hallway she cradled her swollen midsection which could be seen in between the buttons of her shirt.

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