Office Parties (3/3) (Patreon)

Sorry this one is so late.

"Chloe's co-workers start to leave her gifts of baked goods and extend offers to eat out. She happily accepts."

"Congratulations!" The crowd cheered. A slice of cake was handed to the woman of the hour. She began to turn to return to being one of many in the crowd, when a joyous chant began to ring out.

"Speech, Speech, Speech!" The office workers called out.

The Plush woman turned, her massive figure on full display as her struggling outfit left little to the imagination when it came to the heavy bulges and fat of her figure. Her soft chubby face grew red with embarrassment as the room full of onlookers all focused their gaze on her. Today the celebration was for Chloe, she had applied for a promotion and had gotten it. She didn't think that word would get out so soon and wasn't dressed for the occasion. Not that she could do so well at the moment, she was once again in need of a new wardrobe as her constantly growing figure was bulging out of everything she currently owned. Even now, in front of everyone she knew, her massive fatty arms ballooned out from the sleeves of her cardigan, jiggling with every movement. Her now massive flabby legs stood, the soft corpulent thighs of which pressed heavily into each other, beyond the term of mere thunder thighs and opposite them on both sides her hips had grown out. Long gone were the sleek legs she once confidently displayed, she had grown hippy and now it felt more fitting to say she had gone full hippo. All this was the forward facing on a tremendous tush, the results of a mostly sedentary work life. It was massive, hefty and heavy, the sway of it was mesmerizing and the softness was incomparable. As she prepared to speak she attempted to suck in her huge gut, but to no visual difference as it was still surging forward from her figure, it hung out of her clothes and sagged. The huge tanker had grown accustom to heavy amounts of sugar, flour and vanilla and had become a indominable tanker for dessert.

At a lose of words, embarrassed and nervous, Chloe began her speech. Thanking everyone for how supportive and kind the office had always been. How many of them had often dropped off gifts when they thought she was down, or when she seemed under the weather... or when they thought she was with child. It was all so sweet of everyone, really. How she was often taken out to lunch, sometimes just to chat, sometimes just to be shown a interesting new place, she blushed heavily after making a remark of how often she had accidently made a pig of herself on these pseudo dates. Of course, all the parties we celebrate around here were fun too! It is amazingly rare to work in a work place where everyone is celebrated for so many things. Already embarrassed in the full swing of rambling Chloe's declared: "Hell, I must have put on at least 200 pounds just on your leftovers!" She exclaimed and with a huge smack to her gut. A joyous laughter filled the room. "Now, who else wants a slice? I can't be the only one around here who's fat and happy! C'mon, bosses orders, have a slice!"