āActually Falinās not fat-ā wrong. I spoke to Marcille last night and she told me herself how much she loves sucking on her gfās fat tummy. Also 12d6 fireball damage
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I've come to repair your boiler, but you notice my uniform is fitting a little tighter than the last time you called me out... and you like what you see
After I'm done with my work, you start feeling me up and stuffing me with a cake you just made so I won't lose my winter weight any time soon
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Hey, Iām here to fix your boiler? Yeah I know, canāt have you getting cold with no hot water, can I come in? Ok great, shouldnāt take too longā¦ lemme just squeeze past you there.
Oh, my coveralls? Yeah, theyāre fitting a bit more snuggly since last you called me out. Probably just a little winter weight, you know how things get around the holidays. Just a lot of overeating, Iāll work it off in the new yearā¦ should probably get to that boiler now? Uhh, sure, Iād love some cake and coffee when Iām done, thanks.
[Time passes] Well, all done now. Hot water should be back in an- oh, yeah the coffee, great thanks. Mmm, extra cream and sugar? Not gonna do the ol pudge any favors... Oh! Uhhh, youāre just gonnaā¦ stand there and rub my belly? Umm, okā¦ you like how tight my uniform fits me now? Thank you? Thatās my ches- did you just call them āflabby little tits?ā Wow is it suddenly hot in here or?
Umm, sure, Iāll take that slice of ca- oh. You uhhhā¦ you baked a whole cake while I was working? Double chocolate with lots of cream? I couldnāt possibl- hey what are yo- oh god itās so good. Mmmm, yeah, rub my belly and my flabby tits. If you really make me eat this whole cake, my zipperās gonna break, you donāt care? Mmmm, ok, just keep touching me and Iāll keep eatingā¦ itās tight but it feels so goodā¦ oh, god Iām keeping this winter weight arenāt I?Ā
your local cafe is just around the corner, so you decide that walking a block will be sufficient exercise for your day as a remote worker. to replenish yourself from your measly 1000 steps, you order sugary coffees every time. extra whip on top, of course. your favorite barista notices. they notice how your hand always gravitates towards your thickening middle and slowly rubs at the chubby flesh there while your order. they've taken to adding heavy cream in to every drink. they watch as your growth takes on a sudden exponential speed. you're tugging at the bottom of your shirts, your stomach exposed and flopping out at the bottom. you're embarrassed but aroused. you compensate by doubling the pumps of caramel in your drink. you top it off with cream. you're such a slut for weight gain and you're fattening up like it's your second job. how long until the barista starts adding rapid weight gain powder into your drinks?