Chapter 3 - new job

She'd done it. She'd accepted the job. So Chris talked to his manager who got all the paperwork done, and to Jennifer's surprise, she didn't need to put in an application. Chris just told her it was all being taken care of. She thought it was a bit odd, but brushed off her doubts because Chris was just the best. He told her she would start working the next week, but when she asked what her position was, he told her it was a 'surprise'. So she would have to wait. "That's fine," She thought to herself.

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-Monday, That next week-
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As soon as her alarm beeped in the morning, Jennifer was up out of bed, and getting ready for the day. She was so excited to be able to work alongside Chris! The night before, she'd had a dream of sleeping not alone, but with him. They were entwined, their limbs weaved together like vines on a trellis. He had his tool deep within her. She and him shared precious, tender moments together before the dream slowly faded into a nightmare, one where he became a fiery demon. He ripped off her arms and legs and lit them ablaze, forcing her to eat them as her body expanded.

That's when she woke up in a pool of sweat. Sad really, because she wanted to know where it was going, because she believed it might have been some sort of vision. The thought was wiped away when she remembered that had to get ready for work. She'd already been given her work uniform, which looked a bit different from everyone else's who she saw worked at The 'Straunt. The pants had a different kind of waistband than the other ones, this one with some sort of stretchy material. The material also seemed to be just like any other waistband, but oddly different.

She put them on anyway. She told herself she was just being paranoid. They were just pants, calm down. So she put them on, put on the belt, and the tee, and finally, the hat. She left her apartment, got in her car, and drove across town. When she got there she saw only two other cars in the parking lot, which she assumed belonged to Chris and the manager. Chris had told her that the two main cooks didn't arrive until half an hour before opening. Jennifer walked to the employee entrance and knocked on the door. She needed to ask Chris for a key, she made a mental note.

She heard the door unlock and there was Chris, smiling at Jennifer as soon as he saw her. What was that in his smile? It looked like a hint of devilishness. A shiver went down her spine. She was just imagining things, wasn't she? She greeted him with a simple "Hey" instead of starting a conversation. She passed by him and into the kitchen, looking around for the manager, whoever they were.

"You looking for Trisha?" Chris asked from somewhere across the kitchen.

Jennifer didn't catch on. "Who's Trisha?"

Chris laughed and looked over at her from a sink. "The manager, of course! You need to see her before you start working today, you know. You also need to clock in." He pointed towards the door.

"Oh right." She walked over and punched her card in, and made her way to what looked like it should be the management office. As soon as she opened the door she noticed that there was a smell strong smell of lotion in the room. And when she looked over at the desk, she saw the manager, Trisha.

She was wearing a women's working suit, but the buttons on the shirt were very strained by her breasts. She was a very, busty woman, with breasts that looked almost like globes. The rest of her body was in almost perfectly fit shape. The smell of lotion had to be coming from the body lotion Trisha was applying to her globular breasts. When she turned in her chair to face Jennifer, she didn't stop rubbing. It made Jennifer a little uncomfortable.

She was the one to speak first. "Uhh, hey, I'm Jennifer, and it's my first day of working here, and you're the manager, right?"

Still, Trisha did not stop caressing her cleavage as she spoke. "Yea, that's me. I know who you are. I saw you talking to Chris last week. You look like a good candidate for the job."

An interesting remark, but it's not super weird. So Jennifer ignored the strange feeling she got when she looked around the room. It was a normal office, with only minor differences from what you would expect. There was a very wide chair in one corner of the room, and it's legs were made of steel. Most chairs were made of wood. Other than that, nothing else was out of the ordinary.

"So what exactly is my position? I wasn't told." Jennifer tried to keep her eyes away from Trisha's still-lotioning hands. It was an eye-catching thing to be doing, but it wasn't a pleasant thing to look at.

Trisha gave Jenni a very happy smile. "I'm so glad you asked! You get the role of Assistant Manager!"

Jenni almost dropped to the floor in awe. One does not just receive the role of assistant manager with no previous management experience or and experience at all in this company or any company of the sort. She gaped at Trisha who only nodded, only confirming that Jenni had heard her correctly.

"W-wow, I just don't know what to say." She smiled politely, yet enthusiastically. "Thank you!"

Trisha offered a pleased smile. "Don't mention it," She stopped fondling her enormous breasts. "You deserve it."

"So what exactly will I be doing as assistant manager?" She said the phrase 'assistant manager' like she was a king or queen speaking of herself with honor.

"Well, here, it's a pretty... different work environment, to say the least." Trisha didn't make eye contact with Jenni, she stared blankly somewhere behind her, as if lost in thought. "You won't be doing much of the actual managing, that's my job."

"Oh thank goodness, I don't think I'd be able to do that!" Jenni let out a sigh of relief.

"Good. One thing that is great about your specific role is the food, since that's the main thing you'll be in charge of. We all get free meals, but you get extra, if you want it."

Jenni thought of all the delicious foods she could eat on the job. It sounded so good. But she wondered how hard it would be to manage, even in the slightest. "So where do I get started?"

As soon as Jenni said that sentence, Chris walked into the room and shut the door.

He locked it.

"Oh h-hey Chris," Jenni said a little too nervously. "Nice of you to join us."

Trisha only smiled. "Yes Chris, nice of you to join us." Trisha got up out of her chair. She opened a locked drawer with a key that she somehow had gotten a hold of without moving to pick anything up or reach into her pockets. Inside the drawer was a book. The book looked fairly old, the pages yellowed and the leather cover worn. Trisha began to speak in a language Jenni had never heard before in her life. It sounded like... incantations. Her eyes changed color, becoming a shade of purple, filling her whole eye socket.

She moved her hand over Jenni's head, and began to read from the book. Jenni felt a surge of strange energy flowing through her body. It felt like she was taking a cold shower, but the water was in her body, tightening her muscles, bulging her veins, and straining her neck. The words continued. The power within her grew. She could feel herself flowing with a power that she had never felt, that she had never even imagined. And then, as soon as it came, the power that she held within was gone.

And as Trisha spoke the final word, Jenni began to feel very, very... hungry.