chapter 10- new job

The next day, Mistress drove Carl to the office. She pulled into a parking spot furthest from the front door just so she could watch him slowly waddle through the parking lot.

"Ok pig, I'll wait here. Have fun." Mistress said while patting Carl's bloated belly.

Carl shuffled his fat body and managed to get out of the car and started to waddle into the office all while Mistress watched from the car and laughed at her fat pig struggle.

Carl waddled into the building; security almost stopped him, but realized who he was. They seemed shocked at just how fat Carl had become and immediately started whispering to each other about how Carl barely fits in his clothes. When Carl made it to the elevator, he got in and hit the button for the accounting firm. Luckily he had the elevator to himself so he could catch his breath without having to stifle his breathing. His short from the car to the elevator that most can do easily was the most exercise Carl had done in months.

Once the elevator opened, Carl waddled out and everyone’s eyes were immediately aimed at their former shy coworker that had become a fat hog in his absence from the office. Carl heard some of his coworkers gasp and talk about how disgusting he looks. Some even joked that Carl must have gotten a job on a pig farm as a pig. Due to all of the conditioning from the feedbots, this turned Carl on; so did all of the stares he was getting and everything else they were saying. One of the coworkers yelled out to Carl, “Hope the boss didn’t call you in for a physical.” Some were embarrassed for Carl while others started laughing a little and Carl just blushed and kept waddling to the boss’ office. He got to the door, took a deep breath and adjusted his too tight dress shirt as best as he could before entering the office.

40 minutes later…

Three was cooking a big meal for Carl once he got home while One, Two, and Four eagerly waited for Carl and Mistress to return.

Mistress walks in first with an evil grin on her face and Carl enters right after. His dress shirt is untucked and partially undone with a few food stains on it while Carl has a completely defeated look on his face.

“Well piggy, tell the news.” Mistress said to Carl.

“...I got fired from the firm.” Carl said trying not to choke up.

“Tell them what your boss yelled at you.” Mistress said, chuckling.

“He said if I put more time into my work and less time shoving donuts in my face I wouldn’t have had to get cut.” Carl said while starting to tear up.

Mistress and the other feedbots started to laugh and even cheer.

“We stopped to get piggy some food to make him feel better, but don’t worry Three, I’m sure he still has plenty of room for your food.” Mistress said while rubbing Carl’s belly.

“I guess it was only a matter of time until piggy was too fat for his job just like he’s too fat for his clothes.” Four said laughing while poking Carl’s belly causing him to cry a little.

“Now, Now.” Mistress said, slightly giggling. “While it is funny and was our plan. Piggy is pretty upset. So tonight is for him.”

Mistress started to help Carl out his outgrown clothes while he just stands there still crying at getting fired.

“It’s okay piggy.” Mistress said while sensually rubbing his body. “I know how much you liked that job. While we’re all happy that we have you all to ourselves now, we know this has been hard for you.”

One, Two, and Four also came over to Carl comfort him.

“It obviously hasn’t been easy to give in.” Mistress said. “But we thank you for it. So, tonight is to celebrate you piggy. We’re all going to worship the massive pig you’ve become for us. None of us are going to be mean, right?”

Mistress looked at Four.

“I promise piggy.” Four said while caressing one of Carl’s moobs. “I won’t say a mean thing tonight. I’ll be your little cheerleader cheering you on as you eat and tell you how hot and wonderfully fat you are.”

“And with us here, we’ll make sure you’re comfortable and won’t have to lift a finger.” One said while both her and Two lifted up his massive belly.

“And of course I’ll make whatever you want tonight.” Three said while winking to Carl from the kitchen.

“So piggy, what do you say we celebrate?” Mistress asked while wiping away Carl’s tears.

“I guess I could eat.” Carl said, starting to smile.

All the feedbots cheered and led Carl into the dining room where a massive feast of all of his favorites was waiting for him. They sat him down and started feeding him. One and Two grabbed everything for Carl while Four played with his fat body and talked about how hot every roll on his body was. Mistress kept bringing out more and more food and Three seemed to be taking pictures or recording.

Carl was going to say something, but was too distracted by all of the food and wonderful attention he was getting.

Once Carl finished everything, he was too stuffed to speak or move.

“My my, piggy you did so well.” Mistress said, rubbing his bloated gut.

“I love a man who can eat.” Four said, rubbing Carl’s underbelly and continued to go lower.

“Let’s get him to the bedroom for part two of the celebration.” Mistress said.

Mistress, One and Two all helped Carl up and struggled to carry him to the bedroom. Four just kept rubbing Carl’s fat belly and Three continued recording.

Once they set him down on the bed, Mistress, One, Two and Four surrounded him and started to praise and massage him.

“Now piggy, are you ready for part two?” Mistress asked as she straddled his massive belly.

Carl just blushed and nodded.

Mistress, One, Two and Four all started pleasuring their fat pig all while still fondling his fat body and praising him for being a good fat boy.

Carl was so turned on he couldn’t speak. He just moaned and grunted out of pleasure and partially because he was painfully full.

After a while, Carl passed out with a smile on his face. The feedbots giggled and tucked him in for the night.

The next morning, Carl woke up and struggled to sit up. Once he did, he was met with all five feedbots standing at the end of the bed with a laptop.

“Morning pig, how did you enjoy last night?” Mistress asked.

“It was amazing! Is it going to be like that all the time?” Carl asked eagerly.

All the feedbots laughed. “Of course not piggy. You serve us after all.” Mistress said.

Carl just looked down at his belly and became sad.

“Don’t worry though fatty. If you’re good, we’ll have nights like that every once in a while. Especially if we get commissioned for them.” Mistress said.

Carl looked confused.

“You see piggy, Three recorded everything we did last night and put it up for sale on the internet.” Mistress said while the other feedbots giggled.

Carl’s eyes widened and became terrified. He wanted to say something but knew not to unless he wanted to be punished for speaking out of turn.

“Don’t look so scared tubby. You knew you’d have to make money somehow. And judging by how popular you are after just one day, we’re going to make more money than you ever did as an accountant.” Mistress said while showing Carl all of the comments on the videos and how many people have already paid to watch him be a fat pig.

“Of course some of the money will go to feeding you, but the rest will go to us since we’re in charge and you’re too dumb to be trusted with money you fat porker.” Four said while slapping Carl’s belly.

“What do you think pig? Do you think you’ll like your new profession?” Mistress said while rubbing Carl’s chubby thigh.

“I...I think I could get used to it.” Carl said while trying to hide his excitement.