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Office Gain Pt3
🕑 Added 2021-10-20 16:36:00 +0000 UTCHey all. Here is the third part of the story. Pamela has put on a few working at GluttCo. Hope you enjoy.
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“Just please make sure you guys make 18 copies, scan them, and then make sure they are bound properly. Last time there were only 15 and Mr. Kross was not happy about sharing with Mrs. Lili.”
Pamela handed the reports to Darren Alom, a rather stocky hyena who ran the copy center on site. The older hyena just shrugged his blubbery shoulders and accepted the documents before waddling back to his station to get to work.
“He’s going to fuck this up again, I just know it” she thought to herself before taking another sip of coffee. It was her fourth mocha latte of the morning, and it wasn’t even 11:30 yet. The pantheress groaned as she stood there waiting for the task to be finished.
She really hated waiting around for these documents, but she knew it would be more than likely that she would find out once she got back to her office that something had been screwed up and she would have to walk back to the copy center to get it fixed. And, she really had no desire to go through that.
As she sipped on her beverage, Pamela fidgeted with the waist band of her slacks a bit with her free hand, trying to get them to ease up a bit on her stomach. She cursed to herself as she tried getting better situated.
“I think I’m going to have to just start bringing my clothes here and having the cleaner here handle it instead of outsourcing. I don’t know what it is, but the cleaners lately have been doing a piss poor job” she thought to herself as she stopped trying to fix her pants.
The truth was, that in the four months since she had started her new job, Pamela had put on weight. And not just five or ten pounds, more like forty-three to be exact. It was enough to drive her into the chubby category, one she had never been in before. At 161 pounds, she was starting to really thicken up.
Her face was puffier, giving her some dimples that she would probably hate had she focused on them. Her breasts had grown as well, forcing the buttons on her blouse to strain to contain them. Her belly was also swelling out, the bottom ones coming undone and exposing her hairy belly, one that seemed to be getting hairer as well as fleshier. Her pants were hugging the softer globes of flesh that were her ass cheeks, her panties visible to all.
She was just lucky that things were so lax in this office; almost every person was wearing clothes that either was ill fitting, had rips in it, or buttons missing. Thus, no one gave her even the slightest hint of disapproval at her growing weight.
She had not truly grasped what was happening either; she was consuming so many beverages that were high in caloric content, almost 7 a day, each one about 500 calories. This, along with the snacking that was starting to happen almost every day, was adding about 5000 calories to her frame, and that was not even including her actual meals. On top of that, she was not using her exercise bike much anymore, as she found herself getting home later and later each day, and by the time she did get in the door, she wanted nothing more than to change into her sweats, put on the TV, and just relax.
So, for the moment, Pamela continued down a spiral that was bringing to higher and higher numbers on the scale, and closer to looking like one of the longer employed furs at the office.
She did not have much time to think about that though, as her documents for finally ready and she tossed her cup in the trash and sorted through them, ensuring things were okay. Satisfied that they were, she thanked the hyena and slowly strolled to her boss’ office, ready to hand him the documents, and possibly snatch a glazed donut, if there were any left.
