"Hey Derek? Can I talk to you for a moment?" My Boss asked, gesturing to his office.
"Ugh, yeah." I dropped what I was doing.
I followed him into the cramped room, trying not to show my nerves. I had a feeling I knew what this conversation was going to be about, and I knew exactly what he was going to say, and yet, some part of me hoped I was wrong.
"Could you close the door." My boss asked as he causally leaned on his desk.
I nodded, quietly closing the door behind me, further trapping me in the enclosed space.
"So..." He broke the silence. "I know that you've been asking to be promoted to fill time."
"Yeah." I responded, doing a horrible job at hiding my disappointment.
"Well you've been here for many years now and have always come into work giving your all. And I just want to say, we appreciate loyalty like that here at Burger King." My boss continued.
"Can you just tell me I'm not getting the promotion so I can get back to work."
He furrowed his brow at the comment.
"I was going to say that we're giving you full time. I think you're one of our best and you deserve it."
My eyes lit up, I had completely lost hope they would give me it since they're notorious for holding back full time benefits from their employees.
"Yes, really." He chuckled. "Here's your new uniform."
He gave a warm smile and handed me a shirt. As happy as I was, it was a little confusing that I needed a new uniform. I unfolded the shirt to find an identical shirt to the one I was currently wearing.
"Oh, I don't need a new uniform. It's the same as the one I have now." I held out the shirt so he could take it back.
"C'mon, just give it a try." My boss pushed the shirt back towards me. "I'm sure you'll find it fitting if a full timer."
"You want me to try it on right now?" I asked.
"Ya, don't be shy. I don't mind if you change in here." He responded in a charming tone.
Something about it almost came across as flirty, but I couldn't tell. I had never looked at him like that, even though he's quite handsome. I just figured I was reading it wrong, and I wasn't usually shy about showing off my body, so I started taking off my uniform.
I tried not to make eye contact, but he was basically staring at me as I peeled off my shirt. I knew it was inappropriate, but I kinda liked the attention, people as hot as him rarely looked my way.
I slowly picked up the new shirt and slid it over my body, making sure to show off my six pack as I did so. Once I had the shirt on, I put my hat back on and looked up at him. He was biting his lip, scanning his eyes up and down my body. It couldn't be more obvious that he wanted me, and if I was being honest, in that moment, I wanted him too.
He walked up to me, putting his hands on my hips, pinching the shirt. "It fits perfectly, doesn't it?"
"A little big, don't you think?" I responded, pulling out the baggy shirt from my skin.
"Just how I like it..." He gets really close, as if to lean in for a kiss. "Gives you room to grow into it."
I was too into the moment to register what he had said, I just kissed him to shut him up. He pulled me in close and kissed me back.
As we made out, he seemed to really like rubbing my stomach. I figured he just really liked running his fingers along the ridges of my abs, but something felt off.
"I love the weight you put on recently." He said between breaths.
"What are you talking about?" I pulled back for a moment.
"You must have had a few too many burgers after work, Derek, cuz those abs seemed to have faded under a little belly."
I thought I was going crazy, last I checked I was pretty ripped, especially for a guy who worked at Burger King. But then I looked down at my own body, and just like he said, there was a bit of pudge hiding under my loose uniform.
He gave it a pinch before pulling me back in for a kiss. I knew something wasn't right, but it felt like too much was going on for me to focus. And besides, my dick jumped every time he pinched my belly fat, so I definitely wasn't complaining.
"You've really let yourself go, haven't you." He said, catching me off guard.
"I'm not that fat." I laughed at the remark.
"Just look at the evidence." He pointed to my belly. "I can remember back when you had abs, you just can't stop stuffing yourself after work, can you?"
I didn't even know how to respond. I simply looked down at my own body to see that he was right, I really let myself go. My once loose shirt now clung tightly to my bulging gut, obscuring my view of my feet.
"Don't worry babe, it looks great on you." He continued.
I grabbed my belly in disbelief, letting my fingers sink into the soft fat. I couldn't believe I let myself get to this point, and I couldn't believe I actually thought it was hot. Even though I couldn't see my dick anymore, I could feel it up sticking up into the underside of my belly, bouncing every time I pinched my gut.
"I think it's hot as hell, why do you think I keep giving you free meals every shift." He laughed.
"So there was an ulterior motive!" I joked.
"Guilty!" He raised his hands. "I just want my man to feel proud of his body."
He held up his hands and grabbed my shoulders. "You should feel confident behind the biggest man in the room."
As the words escaped his mouth, I could feel my shirt tighten around my shoulders and arms, as if they were growing.
"They'll also know that I feed you well, because I care."
Once again, I felt my body change to reflect his words. With every breath, my chest expanded, growing into two man tits that pressed tightly against my now tiny looking uniform. I could even feel fat growing under my chin, creating a couple fold under my thin beard.
"Afterall..." He reached around my, cupping my ass cheeks with his strong hands. "A hard working full timer like you deserves a big meal when he's off work."
I sudden tightness grew in my pants as my ass cheeks filled out any spare room I had left in my pants.
He stepped back, as if to admire his work, leaving me to explore the soft edges of this heavy body. I pulled up my shirt, revealing the true scale of the damage I had done to my body since I got full time. As the edge of my shirt lifted past my belly button, my round belly fell into place with a jiggle, showing off the stretch marks I had accrued in my weight gain.
"It fits perfectly, doesn't it babe?" He asked.
I looked up, making eye contact with my handsome boyfriend. I couldn't help but smile.
"Ya... It really doesn't leave much to the imagination, huh?"
"You know that's just how I like it." He leaned in for a kiss. "Now..." He said as he pulled away. "Get back out there and work up an appetite for me, will ya. Tonight, I'm gonna stuff you so much that you'll need a new uniform."
He sent me off with a solid slap to my belly. I walked back into the kitchen, proudly strutting my belly first. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of my boyfriend making me even fatter than I already am.
