Rolls~Chins~ASS

The sound of a paper bag being put on top of the desk was followed by a very wide frame with a low hanging belly greeting Lavandra's view as Zayne sat down in the way too small office chair. A chair obviously made for an average person sitting in it. It creaked dangerously when the man let himself rest as he exhaled exhaustedly in it. His wide sides spreading over and around the too tight arm rests. Just having to look at it made Lavandra feel uncomfortable.

Her thoughts were literally pushed to the back of her head when Zayne pushed himself forward to properly sit at the desk and basically englufed Lavandra's face in his belly until her head hit the back of the desk's front cover. She let out a muffled groan from the pain spreading at the back of her head.

Zayne's belly startled and he began to push back and look what just happened. However before he could do so, the door to his office opened once more and another person entered with a rather irritated voice.

"Dr. Li, What are you doing here? Our meeting is about to start."

Zayne played it cool, by now he must know that it was Lavandra under his desk alone from the little squeak of pain she'd let out after being face slapped with his belly hang. "Dr. Senti wanted some documents. I'll need a few minutes. I'll join you right after this is done."

Lavandra couldn't see anything but Zayne's belly pressing against her face and feel the warmth of the man's belly spreading around her cheeks. With almost non-existing self-control her hands reached upwards to heft Zayne's belly up a little. Feeling its girth and heaviness around her hands. Gods, this man would be the death of her.

His belly felt so god damn heavy it made her press her legs closer together and repress a groan.

The scene over the desk showed a very flustered Zayne forcing down his emotions as his cheeks slightly turned a darker shade of red. His eyes widened slightly at the sudden fondling, his belly was receiving, beneath the desk, hiding an even bigger secret. Dr. Won really needed to leave his current office.

"Fine," Dr. Won replied and crossed his arms as he strolled closer to the desk which caused Zayne to lean further forward and open the folder in front of him to hide Lavandra better. "-I'll wait for you here."

"By all means." Zayne said in a cold, bored tone and flipped through the papers. Oh, this was a hassle. He couldn't focus on the task he had fabricated while getting groped and fondled and was starting to sweat from how hard his thickening member was pushing against his fat pad beneath his sweat soaked briefs.

The only reason he'd come in here was to give Lavandra some more extra time in accessing the needed data to proof this facilities illegal protocore manifacturing. Now both of them were compromised if Dr. Won took another step around the desk or got too suspicious.

And Lavandra not being able to control herself really wasn't helping beneath that damn desk. Zayne opened up his tie a little as more heat rushed into his plush cheeks. His breathing slowly growing heavier as he kept adjusting his glasses and pretended to read through the spreadsheet.

"Standing there and observing me won't speed up the process Dr. Won, I highly recommend to go ahead and-" Zayne jumped a little in his chair, his right hand gripping the pen a little too hard as he tried to compose himself.

She'd not truly just lifted his belly high enough and massaged the little bit of his dick that was still poking out from his fat pad while Dr. Won was still in here with them. Oh she really had it coming later.

"Are you... alright Dr. Li?" Dr. Won's brows furrowed in confusion. Eyeing the doctor a little suspicously.

"Yes, yes. I'm just, my stomach's a bit upset from lunch." Zayne lied.

Lavandra couldn't help the grin spreading across her wicked face as she held up Zayne's belly even higher, pushing it against the top of the underside of his desk and opened his fly silently to truly get to the good part.

She fucking is not. Zayne thought to himself and pressed his moalers together to supress a groan.

"You seemed fine making your way over here." Dr. Won grumbled to himself and stepped a little closer to get a better look which made Zayne push himself further against the desk, involuntarily tormenting himself further.

Wrong move. It caused his, now apparently freed tip of his dick, to slide right into Lavandra's waiting deviant of a mouth.

"Hah-!" Zayne's hands went up to crush them over his mouth. having to think fast, he leaned onto his ellbows and hid his entire face in his hands to groan in pain.

"Are you sure you are alright?" Dr. Won asked, taking a step back and feeling a little awkward.

Zayne couldn't speak. His face was as red as the ripest tomato as he muffled his groans and bit the inside of his palm. When Lavandra began to play with his crown to tease, the man unintentionally thrusted forward a little.

"Yeah. I'm- I'm fine." He huffed as more sweat accumulated on his red face. "Like I said earlier, I just got an upset stomach."

"Well, I mean." Dr. Won let out a weird laugh that just didn't fit the vibe and scratched the back of his neck. "With the amount you ate as if you were at an all you can eat buffet and half of that being nothing but sweets I don't blame your stomach to be upset about it."

Lavandra couldn't help herself as a fresh wave of wetness soaked her panties hearing Zayne get humiliated like that. She also knew that the doctor loved public humiliation. The thickening of his cock and the eager twitch was proof enough.

"Probably. I just couldn't help myself with how delicious the cafeteria's food looked."

"Obviously." Zayne could see and feel the lingering stare of how Dr. Won looked him up and down. The longer he did, the more disgusted he looked.

"Dr. Li. I got to ask. You are-"

"A heart surgeon, correct. Get to the point." Zayne replied sternly, although he couldn't stop his dick from twitching and slightly thrusting while Lavandra performed an edging spectable as if her life depended on it.

"My point being your current weight. If anyone in this line of work knows how damaging adipositas is to the most important organ in a human's body, it would be you." Dr. Won answered condescending.

Lavandra knew, if Zayne could right now, he'd moan and lift up his belly to give her better access. With the doctor being unable to do so, she couldn't help herself but work even harder.

"That is also correct." Zayne agreed as he wiped a bit of sweat off of his face.

"How can you be so disinterested in your own health?" Dr. Won sounded absolutely shocked with how little regard his fellow colleague showed about his own degrading health condition.

"Dr. Won. I don't believe questioning a guest at your facility about their private life is very professional nor does it offer any results into my generously offered knowledge about protocores, does it now?" Zayne's voice, despite the doctor being so worked up, delivered his lines ice cold with a tint of annoyance in it.

"Of course. I overstepped and apologize." Dr. Won finally stepped further back and turned around, heading to the door. "I shall take my leave then and let the other's know you'll be arriving shortly after me."

"Yes, do that." Zayne rubbed his temple to get the act going and waited until his office door clicked shut. Once the footsteps faded into nothingness he scooted backwards and glared at his own belly.

"Now then. What do you think you are doing down there, Snowdrop? I don't believe this will give you the desired evidence that the Hunter's Association requieres you to attain to file a case against this facilities illegal protocore manufacturing." Zayne was panting slightly and pushed his belly around in a way that made Lavandra's shit eating grin more visible.

"Oops." She glanced up at him, licking her lips that had drops of pre-cum marinating it.

"You are impossible, do you know that?" Zayne groaned and decided to rip his tie open to get some god dammed air into his lungs.

"The only thing that's impossible here is deep throating you with how little of your thick cock is still peeking out between your fat pad, Dr. Li." Lavandra teased, flicking a finger beneath his crown until her finger pushed deeper in between the sweaty, moist fat pad swallowing the rest of his rather large cock.

The man shuddered and tried to control his breathing. "And yet here you are."

"And yet here I am." She began to lick a fat stripe up his bare gut until her tongue disappeared in Zayne's double belly fold.

"Fuck!" Zayne hissed.

"I wish you'd still be able to even do that Dr. Li. However, I believe you stopped being a stud the moment you got out of breath just standing for a few minutes. Your cock's way too far gone to really rail be properly anyway." Lavandra smacked his belly for emphasis of 'the problem that was in the way.'

Zayne's belly wobbled aggressively, causing a wave that spread all the way around to his swollen side and behind his fattened and plush bubble butt.

All of the degrading talk was nothing but a sweet symphony to the former lean doctor as he groaned in pleasure. Lavandra knew how to dirty talk and get him going.

"I'm yours." He panted, desperately pulling up more of his heavy hanging belly that had ripped open a few buttons at some point while Lavandra had pleasured him for her own amusement.

"Good boy." She began to wrap her hand around his cock to awfully, punishing slowly beginning to stroke him once more.

"Now. Your colleagues can start the meeting without you I believe." She crawled a little further out beneath the desk and grabbed the paper bag to grab one of the short cakes hidden inside.

"You know, when you so rudely pushed my face against the front cover of the desk with your fat belly I could hear how hungry that thing still was. I think we should fix that, no?" She held up two of the short cakes she'd already unwrapped while teasing the man.

When Zayne didn't take it immidietly her eyebrows rose in a dangerous glare daring him to deny her.

"Well? I'm waiting."

"Y-Yes." Zayne knew better by now to use his hands, instead he leaned a little further down, letting Lavandra see his double chin doubling up making his face look even fatter than it already was, and took both short cakes into his mouth.

Lavandra shoved the rest in until Zayne sounded like he was choking a little. She patted his belly like you'd pat a dog for being a good boy and smiled with a gleam in her eyes.

"That's it. Such a good boy for me, eating from the hand that always feeds him. You're such a good piggy, are you not, Zayne?"

Hearing her say his name in combination of degrading him as her 'good pig' made the doctor groan in the back of his throat and he eagerly opened his mouth for another round of short cakes.

"More. I need more, please. I need you to stuff me so full that I'll struggle to get out of this chair later." Zayne barely finished his sentence when he felt a harder push of short cakes being pushed into his waiting mouth.

At this point his needy, sex-driven brain wouldn't even care if the mission failed by his colleagues getting in here to check why he was taking so long. He'd probably even come right then and there being watched and seen like the fat, needy pig he'd turned into.

"Such a greedy hog today." Lavandra couldn't help but squirm as one of her hands kept playing with Zayne's swallowed up dick while she kept feeding him.

...

"The- the -hah- drawer to- to your left..." Zayne huffed in between more bites of short cakes.

"What's with it? Speak properly."

"There's some- some eclairs- c-candy and cookies hidden -ngh inside f-for you to feed me." Zayne could barely get his voice to function in between getting force fed and being edged for at least half an hour now.

Lavandra didn't wait and opened the drawer to access the goods. Of course her insiatable hog had more sweets hidden inside his own guest-office to constantly snack on. This sweet tooth of his would be his down fall. Well, if you ignored Lavandra's hand in abusing Zayne's lack of control when it came to desserts and all that.

"Gods, Dr. Li. What's all of this? You really need to watch your waistline before it no longer is able to squeeze through door frames. Snacking all the time is going to make you gain weight, you know that right?" She teased, knowing full well most of his swelling body had been caused my none other but herself.

Zayne was hers to ruin and mold into the perfect fattened hog. "But you just can't help yourself, can you? No matter how often you try to control yourself, you can't stop anymore, can you?"

"Y-Yes. Please- I- I need-" Zayne gasp when Lavandra fisted his dick a little too hard causing him sweet, tormented pleasure.

"You do not need, you will take what I give, hog." She shoved three cookies at once into his mouth.

"And right now? I think you need to finish all of your stash of snacks before I even consider thinking about giving you a reward and let you come."

Zayne's dick twitched. Oh she was cruel like that, alright. But he loved it so fucking much that restraining himself was getting very hard. He almost came just from her dirty talk just now.

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Master."

"That's what I like to hear." Lavandra degradingly pat Zayne's upper, hardened belly and grinned. "Chop, chop, hog. Those cookies aren't going to eat themselves. You better hurry up before your colleagues come back to check on you."

Zayne moaned and accepted more cookies, chewing eagerly.

This day would ruin him completely in the best ways he could hope.

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/RLH: Sooo I normaly don't write thaaat much. You see, I'm more of a rp girlie, but sometimes I kinda get carried away and when the rare motivation hits me I just try to get it out of my system. Any Zayne mains enjoy your feast. Don't expect more, I kinda suck at making content lmao.