“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

A new girl starts off at the company as a temp. As the season progresses, you cannot help but notice that she’s gaining a lot of weight. First person POV, one-sided dialogue-driven narrative.

The Temp: Spring into Summer, she sits and grazes at her desk, always aware that you're watching her. She knows you know and she doesn't care. She's into you and is making no effort to hide the fact that she's getting fat for you...

The Temp: From Spring into Summer, you've watched her blossom. Late night snacking and takeaway dinners have caught up. This is the view you experience most days. And she does it...just for you.

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

The Temp: A new girl starts at the office and works next to you. She's on base pay and doesn't make much. She resorts to cheap vending machine snacks and takes overtime hours, working late, just like you with swelling results...

The Temp: A new girl starts at the office and works next to you. She's on base pay and doesn't make much. She resorts to cheap vending machine snacks and takes overtime hours, working late, just like you with swelling results...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...

“Hey Donna, how’s it going?” Molly said a moment later, peaking through the curtain, dress held high in hand.

Donna looked up from a text she was sending on her phone. Her brow was furrow...