Be Right With You part 2Chelsee was having the time of her life. She had a good paying job with all the tips and bonuses she received from hauling in customers, she had a near unlimited access to food, and she was practically being paid to stuff her face as much as she wanted! She could each as much as she wanted (and in fact, was encouraged to) with the knowledge that the more she ate, the bigger she got, and the better she would be doing her job.
It was like a dream. Right now, the only idea in Chelsees head was that for her, bigger meant better, and so bigger she would get. Chelsee was a woman reborn. It was like a great weight had been lifted off her shouldersand placed on her boobs, her butt, her thighs, her belly...you get the picture.
The alarm clock sounded by Chelsees bedside, ringing noisily as the display read 5:00 AM in bright red. A soft, faire, chubby arm reached out from under the covers, slamming down the alarm clock and shutting it up instantly. Chelsee lay in bed for a few
Be Right With YouBefore you start work as a waitress, it is important that you get to know the kinds of food youll be serving to your customers...dont you think so? said the restaurant manager with a smile.
Oh, yes sir, definitely! said Chelsee as they entered the kitchen. Her tummy let out a growl as she was overcome with an array of delicious aromas from the various dishes cooking up in the kitchen.
Paradise Island was a restaurant famous not just for its heavenly, delicious dishes, but also the equally, if not more alluring, service. Many a male customer visited the restaurant with the cuisine only second in mindthe attractive, tightly-clothed waitresses were just as famous as the food. Also, this was the place Chelsee was applying at as waitress.
Needless to say, Chelsee got the job. Her pretty face and confident, bubbly personality made up for her somewhat mediocre body. She was slim, with medium-sized B-cup breasts and a little bit of an ass, but that was
New [Misadventure] Game! [The Computer]
Finishing her story, Nene grumbled as she threw a childish tantrum. “Why didn’t you come by to check on me?! You didn’t even see what all that commotion was about?!”
“Because I don’t peek my head into the Programming area when I have character models to finish!” Aoba shouted, frustrated with Nene’s outburst. “Umiko was intimidating before you decided to fatten her up. I’ve heard that the entire team has to help her stand at the end of the day not to mention all the cosmetic changes to the office. While you’re busy buying her snacks, we’re all working on our deadlines!”
Nene didn’t bother with a response, fidgeting in her trademark fashion as Aoba continued to give her an earful. It was easier not to accept the responsibility of her immature actions or how she thought it’d be wise to ruin Umiko’s life with an excess of sweets. Especially considering that she was hired on to be a debugger, not