chapter 9

Samamtha's trip to London was first to see friends, but also to get a breast and brazilian but lift. She'd let the United Kingdoms best plastic surgeons sculpt her body at the beginning of the first month, and the last month she'd work with the nation's best trainers. She wanted to come back, hotter than ever and see just what a fat ass he would become by then.

Samantha knew Vance would be utterly surprised with his smoking hot wife, but she too wanted a little surprise for herself. Therefore, she purposely left her lap top with her spying applications back in the states. Too bad for her that she didnt.

If she had taken it, she would have known that something was very ari. First she would have noticed that Vance hadn't gone to the office except for a few days
to check in all the time she was away in England. He was too busy discovering all the kinks of feederism with Molly. She teased, tied him up, made him wear too tight clothing in public, she shamed him and even dressed him up in full female garb while pegging him with a double sided dildo. Neither she nor Vance had ever experienced such sexual freedom nor bliss before. They ate fucked, funnel fed each other and fucked some more.

When Samatha called the office, a nervous Helga covered for Vance, upon his orders and forwarded Samantha through to his cell phone.

Vance never showed up for work the day his bitchy and vindictive wife went away to Europe. Helga had hoped that they might go skiing in Colorado, although she found the thought of Vance on skis now a bit comical. She called and called the busy Vance all morning. But as she dialed again and again, Molly was introducing him into the world of feederism and the big boss man ignored her calls and text.

It wasn't until well in the afternoon that Helga received a call back from a stuffed and sexed out Vance. He was curt and to the point. He would be out of the office for a while and that Helga should cover for him both on the phone and her was the kicker. She should "just go into his office and do his job for a while. Get accustomed to actually doing some work, for once". And to make matters worse, she heard the undeniable light and playful laughter of another woman in the background.

After having Vance abruptly hanging up on her, Helga looked down at herself. Vance had become a fat pig, and she was okay with that, she actually preferred it, but somehow his bad habits - those that she was getting paid heftily to encourage - were somehow rubbing off on her too.

She couldn't understand why, but when helping Vance to file paperwork or even while just fooling around in the office, she found herself nibbling and eating, almost constantly. At over 6 feet tall, Helga's blossoming from a size 1 to a size 6 didn't seem thst seem that extreme, but it was definitely noticeable. In fact, the added weight went mostly to her boobs, so she wasn't too concerned as her slightly more voluptuous figure made her feel all the more alluring. That was until today.

Utilizing her authority over the office, she ordered Veronica, Tracy, and Uma into the office. Once there she ordered them to do all the work that had been passed off on to her. No, she was going to the gym. "Gonna get fit again and paid, that is if he's still eating. What if he stops eating?", she queried to herself. "Nah", she knew better.

On her way out, Veronica said, "And what do we get out of this?"

"Without hesitation, another 1000 dollars a month each"

"Two thousand", said Veronica.

Without flinching, Helga flatly said"Deal".

"And what are we gonna do for food?", asked Tracey. "There's a shit ton of work to do. We're gonna be shut up in this office forever, God".

"Here, take this credit card. It's got an unlimited balance and order whatever you want, no matter how decadent or expensive".

"Great, I'm starving for some reason" said Uma as she took the card and began ordering pizza.

Veronica tha health nut agreed saying "I guess I can have a cheat day too, every once in a while.