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Fat Office Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2022-03-18 19:00:05 +0000 UTCShe said to dress casual, so I threw on a polo and some jeans. I didn’t have much; I was young and still trying to make my way. I couldn’t believe I was already dating. This was just my second day on the job and already I had faced disciplinary action, sexual harassment, and was now dating a co worker. I could barely keep track of anyone’s name, now I was supposed to be romantically involved? This was all moving so fast, and everyone here was just so… big. Not just big, but huge.
I shook my head as I opened the door to my apartment and walked out. I turned to lock the door behind me, when all of the sudden I was slammed into the door chest first. I barely managed to catch my face from hitting the door. “If you need anything else from the store, just text me!” I heard Shelly, my neighbor, call out, assumedly to Dan. My hands desperately reached for the door and tried to push back, but whatever was behind me was far too heavy. I instead pushed back on whatever it was, and my hands pressed on something soft and squishy, and to the touch felt like denim… oh no. It was Shelly’s ass. She had backed into me and didn’t even notice. Even as I pushed, digging the palms of my hands into her enormous backside, it didn’t seem to make her realize I was stuck. I must have been right between her butt crack too. I could feel the fat from her legs on mine.
Before enough time could pass though, she turned, shooting me out behind her. I dropped to the ground, catching myself on my hands. She turned to look down at me. “Oops! I’m sorry, Hun, I didn’t see you there!” She reached down and picked my up, getting me back to my feet. She was wearing shorts and a T shirt. “Are you okay?” she asked.
I dusted off my polo shirt, everything seemed fine. “Yeah I should be good.”
“Look at you, all dressed up! Where are you going all fancy like?” she asked.
I blushed a little. I didn’t think I was dressed fancy at all. “I have a date, nothing special. Just trying to get it over with.”
“A date huh?” she asked, oddly interested. “Not to be rude or anything… but you be careful okay? The women out here are pretty big, and you are…” She sized me up for a second. “You are not.”
“I’m not THAT small,” I said, trying to defend myself.
Shelly laughed. “Hun… I think my leg weighs more than you. Look, a lot of girls here will take a liking to you. You are very exotic. Just be careful, okay?”
I nodded. “Thanks for the heads up,” I said. The two of us walked to the parking lot together, talking about whatever. But I never got what she told me out of my head. I would have to be careful dating in this city. She was right; everyone was huge, practically a different species of human. I needed to do my best to avoid getting stepped on, sat on, crushed, squished, or who knows what.
I thought about this all drive, and as I pulled up in my car, the worry started to kick in. I wasn’t really sure how a romantic entanglement would go. What if she wanted to do more than just date tonight? Could I kiss her? I barely knew her. All I really knew was that she had dark hair, a huge body, and that she could crush me and my life would be over. Was that really a good way to start a date?
As I stepped out of the car, I heard her voice from behind me. “Johnny!” she said. I had just enough time to turn around before she scooped me up in a hug. My feet left the ground and my face was now buried in her cleavage. She was wearing a rather low cut dress and didn’t seem to realize I was so small and light. Luckily, she wasn’t holding my face in place so I was able to plop out of them. I looked up at her.
“Hey Monica,” I said, panting a little bit.
She placed me down. “It’s so good to see you! I’m so excited, I love this place. Are you ready to go in?” I nodded, and opened the door for her. “Such a gentleman!” she said giggling. She opened the other door (I forgot that all doors in this town were double doors), and went inside, followed by me. Her enormous backside was trying to explode out of her flowery dress, and it kept hitting home that I would have to be careful out here.
Eventually we were seated in a small, circular booth, meaning we were sitting next to each other. It was a great reminder that in this town, when I sat next to a woman, her breasts were right in my face.
A fat waiter showed up to greet us. “Good evening! Appetizers for the happy couple?”
Monica put her left arm around my shoulders and slammed me into the side of her chest. “Of course!” she chirped. After looking at the menu, she ordered three plates of nachos. When the waiter left, she let go of me and the two of us spoke, her having to look down at me, and me trying desperately to look up at her and not the huge breasts in front of me. “So, I heard you’re new in town.”
“Yeah…” I said, still struggling. “This place is very different from where I’m from.”
She laughed, her chest bouncing in front of her. “I bet. Can I ask you something? How do you stay so small and cute?”
This seemed to be a legitimate question, which had a really simple answer that I didn’t want to say. It wasn’t in me to hurt anyone’s feelings. I didn’t want to come across as rude, so I avoided conflict when I could. The simple answer was eat less and better, but that would lead to a nuanced conversation about how fat everyone here was. So instead, I came up with an answer that I thought was as inoffensive as possible. “Genetics, I guess,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.
It appeared to have worked. “Aw shucks, guess I’ll have to figure it out on my own then. Ooh the nachos are here!” She immediately began eating the nachos like crazy. I thought three plates of them would be touch to complete, but then I realized she was crushing them in minutes. I had never seen someone devour food so quickly.
The date went fairly well, and without incident. I simply stared fascinated while this beast of a woman absorbed more food in a few hours than I could in a week. She polished off plate after plate, but as far as pricing went, I wasn’t worried. When I looked at the menu, all of the food was insanely cheap! Somehow, in a city where food was coveted beyond all else, food was the least expensive item you could buy. It was a real head scratcher.
At the end of the meal, after about two hours of gorging, Monica turned to me and asked “How was your food?” I noticed she had spilled some ketchup on her right breast. Nervously, I pointed at it but didn’t want to say anything. She looked down at it and giggled. “Oops, could you get that for me?”
I grabbed a napkin and slowly and carefully reached forward, pressing down on her soft flesh and wiping it off for her. “You know… Johnny… If you wanted to do more of this, we could go back to my place…”
“Hey Johnny! Oh, and hey Monica!” came a voice from outside of the table. I quickly turned my head and stopped touching her breast. It was Alicia and Peggy. I guess they were joined at the hip or something. They worked all day with each other, you’d think they’d want a break or something.
“Oh, I think they are on a date,” Peggy said to Alicia. I wanted to die. I didn’t want my personal life to leak into my work life. This whole date was already so far a stretch, this was just embarrassing.
“We are! And we’re having such a wonderful time!” Monica said, pulling me in again, my face plopping on the side of her giant breast again.
“Well, we’ll see you at work tomorrow! Don’t let us interrupt!” said Alicia. The two left us be, for better or worse.
Monica turned back towards me, her breasts now inches from my face. “So, like I was saying. I was wondering if you’d like to come back to my place?” She looked down at me with such power, but I couldn’t do it.
“Monica, I’d love to, but don’t you think we’re moving too fast?”
She thought for a minute. “You know, I think you’re right. We should really be thinking of the long term, shouldn’t we? There will be plenty of time for snuggles later!” She pulled me in for a suffocating hug. I barely managed to survive. “But once I get my hands on you, you’re gonna never want it to stop.”
The next day, when I got to work, it was business as usual. I struggled just sitting between the behemoths Alicia and Peggy, who appeared to have gone back to their usual forgetting I even exist. I was now breaking free of the modules and was getting assigned actual tasks, which was nice. I was ready to prove myself, and confident I would be a strong asset to the team. After a morning of outstanding performance, I felt I had earned myself a little coffee break. Luckily, Alicia and Peggy went to the bathroom together, so I was free to leave from my prison and get some.
Melanie was in there, getting a plate with 5 donuts ready for consumption. She was wearing another low cut pink dress displaying her insane breasts. Her curly brown hair seemed more curly than usual. She looked very cute, almost as if she dressed up specially for this day. When she saw me, she looked stunned for a moment, but then regained her composure.
“Hey Johnny,” she said, seemingly a little bit nervous.
“Hey Melanie, how’s your day going?” I said.
“It’s umm…” she stammered. “It’s going well. Hey, some friends and I are going to the Taco Shack for lunch. We have room for one more in the car… I was wondering if you wanted to come with us?” She was now leaning forward, with her giant breasts almost completely exposed. Even with everyone being huge here, I couldn’t help but think she may be bigger than average.
“Sure, I could use a good lunch today,” I said.
She popped back up, excited. “Great! Just meet us downstairs at the horn, we’ll all pile into the car and you can come with us. You’ll love it!” She waddled by me and out of the break room, and in came Debra, my boss.
“Johnny, just the boy I was looking for!” she said, in a rather chipper mood. She reached for a donut and shoved the whole thing in her mouth at once. It went down so fast, I wondered if she even bothered chewing.
“Hi, ma’am,” I said.
“You can call me Debra,” she said. “Hey, I know you’re new in town, and could probably use a few bucks to set you up. Are you available to work some overtime tonight? That’s time and a half, if you’re interested?”
“Um, sure!” I said. It sounded like an excellent opportunity. I really could use the extra cash. I still needed some furniture, pots, pans, glasses, etc. A video game system might help me pass the time as well.
“Perfect!” she said, inhaling another donut. “Come to my office at the end of your shift. I’ll explain the new task.” She walked out of the breakroom, leaving me to question what the new task was. It wasn’t just more of what I was doing now? Why did she need me to do something entirely new? Maybe my performance had proved to her that I was ready to take on more responsibilities. This was an exciting prospect.
Before too long, the horn sounded, and Alicia and Peggy both stood up at the same time, freeing me from my prison. I was excited to get some lunch with my new friend. Alicia turned to me before they raced out.
“Hey, so about that date you were on with Monica,” she asked. “Are you guys, a thing now, like together?”
“No, I wouldn’t say that. It was just a date,” I said.
“Are you guys going out on another date?”
“You know, we haven’t spoken since last night. I guess we’ll figure that out soon. We had a good time though,” I said, trying to be as polite as possible without divulging too much of my private life.
“Well…” she said, looking around. “Just be careful with her okay? I’ve heard some weird stories about that one. I heard she’s a bit of a wild child, if you catch my drift.”
I nodded. “Thanks for the heads up, I’ll keep it in mind.”
“Good, it may have been nothing, not trying to start anything, just something I’ve heard. I’d hate to see anything bad happen to you.”
I took those words to heart, and as I headed for the front, I passed by Monica, who was going the other way. She was walking with Rachel. When she saw me, she blew me a kiss, and I waved back. She giggled with Rachel, and they disappeared behind some doors. God I hoped nobody saw that.
