Agent michael conway... preview

chapter 2

*** If you are enjoying this story, check out, Kelsie, and Getting Her Just Desserts as they are part of this growing universe ***

Even though the case had been worked on by various competent agents including his old training partner Brian, none had really turned up anything that would crack the case wide open. All seem to start out the box on fire, each linking the mostrously fat Matt Stover and his very shapely and sexy employee's, including his curvaceous wife Kelsie to the extreme weight gain associated with the epidemic of weightgain that seemed to emanate from the "Just Desserts" bakery.

A few agents including his buddy Brian had made some initial inroads through undercover work, even attempting to make romantic incursions into "Just Desserts" employee's lives. Michael laughed to himself as he knew that had to have caused some friction between his buddy Brian and his thin and lovely wife Michelle. He knew them both well, and he had to ask them about this. He just had to.

However upon further investigation, Michael discovered other similar confounding facts that started to add up. Maybe they were missed by his predecessors, but Michael promised himself to be cognizant and not repeat their follies. First of all, they all seemed to lose their focus somehow, with their notes and official annotations becoming less frequent and even sloppy, but their were other foreboding similarities that worried the young and promising investigator.

For one, each agent had somehow become personally entangled with either one of the two top suspects or another of "Just Desserts" staff. Each and every time, each agent fell head over heals for the person they were investigating. Not only that, but each agent including his buddy Brian had quit the Bureau with all but Brian taking positions at "Just Desserts" growing and highly effective counter intelligence branch. But what tweeked Michael's more carnal side was the fact that each agent, who started out their missions was a picture of perfect athletic health, had all ended up mobidly obese somehow.

"Could that also happen to me? No way", Michael told himself, yet he did proceed to jerk off while imagining suffering the same fate. But that was fantasy, and it couldn't hurt to fantasize, could it?