Growing gifts

chapter 4

Erin has chose to leave early from work, well, early for her, at 3pm. Although the house was flooded with snacks for her to munch, she wanted to make tonight special for her and Molly so she headed towards the grocery store.

At the grocery store, Erin headed straight towards the bakery. Looking over the selections of cakes and pastries, she remembered that Molly asked for powdered jelly donuts, picking out 4 of those for her box. Each donut was a dollar, but if you bought a dozen it was only 6 dollars. Erin couldn't beat the deal, choosing to buy a couple of every type. Before leaving the section, she quickly grabbed a bag of cookies for her to eat some other night.

The question was what would people wanna see her and Molly eat? While heading to the frozen food section, Erin grabbed some milk and chocolate syrup, thinking of the idea of milkshakes, Ooh, and maybe sundaes? Passing the frozen pizza, Erin grabbed 4 Large Pies and some bags of frozen french fries. Shuffling over to the next aisle, she grabbed two cartons of ice cream, Cookies and Cream and Reese's, where after she went over to checkout. Placing all the food onto the belt, Erin tried to count up the prices of everything before the cashier interrupted her thought,

"Party Tonight?" Erin looked up at the cashier after he asked the question. "Or just some food to snack on?"

"I guess you can say a little of both..." she said, smirking at the thought of the stream later that night.

"Ahh I see, mind if I get an invite to this so called party then? Wouldn't mind spending my friday evening with a pretty lady." the cashier smirked back at Erin, whose face soon felt hot. It had been a while since someone besides online had flirted with her. She looked at her cashier's name tag, Kevin, then looked back into his eyes.

"Well, Kevin," she said, emphasizing his name. "Maybe not tonight, but let me just say, you will see me around here more often." Erin grabbed her bags of food, placing them back into her cart. She pulled out a gift card, from an admirer online, then paid for the food.

"So there's gonna be more parties? If I get to see more of you, then that'd be great." Kevin's smirk had instead turned into more of a goofy smile, excited at the thought he could see this cute girl often.

"Yea, definitely a lot more of me." Erin laughed after saying that, Kevin giggled half heartedly, not knowing the growing joke. "Well I'll see you around, sometime next week probably."

"Can I at least know your name?" Kevin asked, where Erin shook her head. "Ok ok, fine, but you gotta tell me next time."

"Will do, Kevin the cashier." Erin pushed her cart away, Kevin watching her ass sway as it walked, her pant's fabric pulled tight against it.

Putting the food in her car, Erin left the cookies she bought in the front seat, buckling her seatbelt. She opened the bag and grabbed some cookies, eating the smaller cookies 2 at the time. By the time she got home, she polished off half of the 2 pound bag, her seat belt digging into her abdomen. When she looked at the time, 4:30, she knew Molly would be home by 7pm. She looked at the rest of the cookies, then feeling the discomfort from her work pants and belt on her small gut.

"I guess I could finish these now and still be hungry for the stream tonight..." She pulled off her belt, unzipping her pants when her noticeable, bloated belly spilled out slightly. Erin sat on the couch, her stomach straining against her panties. "Ahh that's better." Leaning back onto the couch, turning on the TV, Erin continued to eat the rest of the cookies as she waited for Molly to arrive home.
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Around 4:30pm, Molly's stomach began to growl. She had begun to feel hungry earlier, but decided to not eat anything because what her boss ordered her to do later, and of course, the stream. But as her stomach began to growl and become louder, it was distracting to her and the customers. She was to leave work at 6pm, so she knew she just had to hold if off an hour and a half.

Before they left, it was time for cake and Molly's stomach rumbling continued to get louder, creating the loudest growl as she entered the break room with her co-workers and Derren, all of which looked over at her loud entrance.

"With the amount you ate this morning Molly, I'm surprised your starving." Derren said clearly, the whole room looking towards him talking to her. "But don't worry, we got tons of cake, so you can have plenty." Molly's face reddened, continually feeling embarrassed from her boss.Derren put his arm around Molly, saying "I'll get you a generous slice, don't worry." Derren winked and before saying anything, he announced that they were going to cut the cake.

He didn't lie about the slide. The sheet cake was cut by him, giving everyone whatever size slice they asked for, most asking for a sliver. Molly tried asking too, but instead he cut her a slice that was huge, as big as her hand. He gave it to her with a fork, smiled, and continued to serve the cake.

Molly sat alone, her stomach growls quieter but still louder than usual. She looked around, seeing that no one's cake was even near the size of hers. Derren sat next to her with his cake, about ¼ the size of her's, eating it slowly. Molly grabbed her fork, piercing the vanilla cake with vanilla frosting, putting a small amount onto the tip of the fork. She brought it to her lips, eating it. She put more of it onto her next fork full, so on and so on until she was half way done.

Many of her co-workers began to leaving, being left with only Kaitlynn, Molly, and Derren left in the room. With that, Kaitlynn got up. Throwing out half of her small sliver of the cake.

"Thanks so much for the cake Derren. I wish I could have more of it, but I have to maintain this slim figure." Kaitlyn was tall and model thin, many were envious of her figure in the store. "I wish I could eat as much as you Molly, but I'd get massive if I ever ate that much. Anyway, have a great birthday Derren!" And with that, she sauntered away. Derren waited till she was away to talk.

"God, she's sometimes such a bitch." Molly, who was eating some of the cake at the time laughed at the word bitch, cake crumbs falling from her mouth slightly. Derren looked at the mess she made, Molly's face got red again.

"I'm sorry, it was funny you'd call your colleague that." Molly wiped her face, getting up and walking to the trash can with her slice.

"Hey, you didn't finish, I gave you an order earlier today, remember? He got up, walking over to Molly, picking up the fork, grabbing some cake with it. He pushed the fork against her lips, Molly opening her mouth, taking in the frosting of the slice. "Close your eyes like you did with the donuts, it makes it better." Molly looked towards Derren, his look turning more stern. She closed her eyes.

Derren worked slowly at first, putting more and more cake onto every forkful. Molly tasted the flavors of the vanilla sponge cake and the sugary frosting, enjoying the cake as she did with the jelly donuts. Molly finished the slice quickly, Derren, unknowing to her, cut her another slice the same size, feeding it to her.

Derren decided to do away with the fork and instead grabbed the slice with his hand, holding it up to her face. The quicker she began to eat it, the messier it got. Frosting and crumbs covered her cheeks as the crumbs dropped onto her blouse; she was in true food bliss. Her belt, which was loosened before, had begun to press on her stomach again. Molly opened her eyes when the fullness began to cause her irritation, opening her eyes to Derren's lust filled eyes shoving cake into her mouth.

She backed away, feeling the stickiness of her face. She looked at the cake, noticing the huge chunk now missing. Looking at her stomach, she saw how it was pressed against her pants tightly, causing her quite an amount of pain. Derren looked at her and the cake in his hands, sudden realization in his eyes.

"Molly, I'm sorry. I didn't realize what I was doing." Derren started, walking towards Molly as she continued to back away.

"I can't work here anymore..." Molly said, talking to him and herself. "I'm leaving and reporting this to HR."

Derren ran infront of Molly, covering her path. "I'll promote you if we can do this again."

"Excuse me?"

"I'll promote you to an office position, you can work side by side with me. Get a raise, you don't have to work with rude customers anymore. Only if I can do this again with you. I love seeing you enjoy yourself with the food."

"I don't know sir, you embarrassed me all day, I can't-"

"But you liked it right? The feeling you felt while eating, you can do that more with me if you stay here" Derren walked closer to Molly, putting his hand onto her waist. "It wouldn't be often, your figure would suffer, besides, you can stand to gain a couple pounds... "

"Um, I'll think about it..." Molly said, pushing his hand away from her boated side.

"I'll take that as as a yes. Consider the promotion yours." He put his hand on her side yet again, squeezing the tiniest amount of skin he could. Molly yelped, slapping his hand away. This, she thought, was some form of harassment, but she needed the promotion. She nodded towards Derren and quickly ran out of the store, her stuffed stomach slowing her down slightly. Derren smirked watching her run away, excited to feed her again in the future.

Molly ran to the bus, make it barely on time yet again. She sat down, her stomach straining against her pants. She unbuttoned them, letting her bloated stomach free. Molly thought about Derren, remembering the pleasure she felt while he fed her. Could this be what many of the men online wanted to do to Erin? She shook off the thought and buckled the seat belt. She instead thought about how she had no idea how to complete the stream tonight with Erin, all she knew is she had to find the room for m
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Comments

GrowingLoveH... 3 years
Really enjoyed re-reading this gem of a story. Is there more? I hope so. I see so many possibilities here. Thanks for sharing your talents.
Theswordsman 5 years
I wonder if her boss is a fan of her extra work
Akwolfgrl13 5 years
Lol getting a head start already
Aquarius64 5 years
I was trying to imagine a doughnut with jelly on it, then I remembered there is some transatlantic differences. Here, we call jelly, ‘jam’ and you call jelly, ‘jello’. No wonder I was getting confused! Instead of picturing a jam doughnut, I was picturing
Jazzman 5 years
Wow.There was a similar plot a few months back.It is a Marvelous premise.And 10 lbs a month is a nice realistic pace.Its not easy but is completely possible with dedication.