Selling Ice-cream 2/3 (Patreon)

Suggestion 5 by worstboid"Business gets little slow before she introduces a new product called cowgirl calories. She soon begins to sell them like crazy but begins to sample the product more then the recommended amount says to and finds her bras to start getting tighter as she starts to notice her women customers frequently visiting more and more with larger chests each time."

Business was good... at first. Everyone wanted to try out the new place, the neighborhood was abuzz and lots of Sofia's friends and family were of course popping in often to support her little shop. With summer just starting, sales continued to pick up and Sofia was delighted. The look on the kids faces when she would sell them their frozen confectionery goodies, the chatter of which flavours they wanted to try, the grateful glee when a kid was just shy of having enough money for something and she would tell them that they were close enough. All this fed Sofia's soul immensely there was barely a moment she wasn't beaming with joy.

Summer doesn't last forever however, and as the seasons change a lot of folks simply don't eat as much ice cream as they do when its really hot outside. To make matters worse, the city had decided to do a large amount of roadwork in the area, this made it next to impossible for cars to make it to the plaza Sofia's shop was in limiting her sales exclusively to foot traffic. With that, business slowed down, but unfortunately Sofia's mortgage payments did not. Things we're going ok at first, she had saved a lot of the profits of her first 3 months in preparation for it to slow down in the winter, but she was not ready for it to slow down like this so early.

Things were looking desperate and Sofia decided to be as proactive as she could about it. flyers, online marketing, promos. If she could think of how to get the word out she did it. It worked for a bit, but costs vs profits were still pretty neck and neck. Until one day a mysterious woman stepped into the shop, she was wearing a black ensemble: her body was cloaked in a caped overcoat, a fedora and gloves conceal her from the light, and rimless rosé-tinted glasses hid her eyes. She spoke bluntly, every word that exited her ruby red lips were straight to the point. She claimed to work for a big company, the kind that produced generic goods that other companies slapped their logos on and would call their in house brand. She had seen one of Sofia's "quaint little fliers" and wanted to offer her a opportunity.

"We will supply your shop with our newest line up of Frozen Desserts at a deep discount. All you have to do is supply us with the sales numbers, along with any general feedback, statistics, etc.." Sofia could hardly think of a reason to turn down the offer. An affordable array of products to add to her catalogue that she could sell for a higher gross profit margin, hell yeah!

Sofia labeled them as "Cowgirl Cones" and they quickly took off with the older crowd. It felt like everyday Sofia was greeting more and more teens from the local college, ladies popping in during their jogs and moms bringing in their kids while out on errands, Business was back to booming before the road work had even wrapped up and only improved afterwards. The only strange thing Sofia noticed was that her younger customers really didn't like the Cowgirl Cones, preferring her own in house flavours to the brought in stuff. out of curiosity Sofia tried one for herself. It was delicious! Later that day she would try another. Also delicious! She couldn't help herself, before that day was over Sofia had tried all 12 flavours of Cowgirl Cones and had loved everyone. As cliché as it sounded Sofia had to admit she was hooked on her own supply. There wasn't a day where she wasn't having a cone or two...or six. The results weren't hard to see, Sofia had put on weight, she knew it, observant customers knew it and the bra's she had torn her way through had been made painfully aware of it. The chubbing out creamery lady had gone up by a noticeable amount of weight and a very noticeable amount of cup sizes. A small amount of solace was taken in the fact that Sofia wasn't the only lady in town have recently become so...forward heavy. Still on this day, in front of some handsome gentlemen Sofia couldn't help feel a tad embarrassed by the heavy jiggling of her now massive milkers! What should happen next? Let me know your ideas in the comments!