Chapter 1

Ashley was quite pretty, petite and slim. She was also very intelligent, graduating with honors for her bachelor’s degree and her master’s in business administration (MBA). She was working with a career placement counselor at her university, Renee.

Renee called Ashley on a Monday morning; “Ashley, it’s me, Renee, I have a great opportunity for you. When can you come into the office?” “Renee, great, what is it?” “Ashley it’s an upper level executive staff research assistant to the CEO.” “Wow that sound exactly what I’m looking for. I’ll be into your office in about 30 minutes.” “Great Ashley, I’m looking forward to discussing the opportunity with you!”

Ashley arrived at the placement office and Renee met her at the reception desk. “Ashley thank you for coming in on such short notice. I really want to present this job opening to you, before I have to formally post it.” “Renee thanks you so much, what at the details?”

Renee started off; “Ashley, the job is an executive assistant, researcher for the CEO of Mason Industries here in the City. They manufacture equipment for elderly infirm and even obese people. They are one of the few manufacturers who make it a policy not to shift their production overseas. The salary is $100,000.00 plus annual bonuses, expense account, cell phone, laptop and use of a company vehicle.

Ashley gushed, “Renee this sounds almost too good to be true, is there anything I should be aware of before I go on an interview?” Renee sighed, “There is one issue or fact really, all of the executive staff at Mason Industries is obese.” “Really, why is that, is it some sort of policy?” “No, Ashley, it really isn’t, but George Mason, the CEO, to whom you will report to, is morbidly obese. He weighs over four hundred pounds. His wife, daughter, son-in-law too are all obese too and pretty much all of their support staff. They do a lot of lunch and dinner meetings and the executive suite has its own dining room and chef.

Ashley thought for a moment, “Renee, do you mean I would have to gain weight to get the job?” “Oh no Ashley nothing like that, it is really the environment there is one of eating and sedentary. I would never even list an opening with such a prerequisite. What do you think Ashley, should I arrangement an interview?”

Ashley thought, “I have a pretty strong will power, I’m sure I can resist gaining any weight, even if I do, I know I can work it off.” “Renee please set up an interview; it sounds like a great opportunity and thank you for thinking of me first.”

The next day, Ashley went to the executive suite of Mason Industries. She was startled by how huge Mr. Mason was, but he was very nice, explained what was expected of her position. She felt very comfortable with him. She met Nat Argo, Mr. Mason’s son-in-law, and liked him too. She initially felt she might have to compete with him for any promotions, but both Mr. Mason and Nat assured her that was not the case at all. Nat was being groomed at some point to lead the company, but that was in future. She thought, maybe that’s why Nat is so fat. She met Mr. Mason’s daughter, Lisa. She was taken aback by how fat Lisa was, being Ashley’s height, but well over one hundred pounds heavier.

Mr. Mason offered Ashley the job and she accepted. She was invited to stay for lunch in the private dining room. She was amazed at how much food was served, eating more than she intended, but got caught up by her lunch companion’s eating habits.

Ashley started the beginning of the following week. It took her a couple of days to get all the hiring paper work done, getting her company laptop and cell phone set up. Go through the benefits package which was way more than generous. Ashley was assigned a nice office with a good view, she also was assigned a secretary/administrative assistant, name Jill. Jill was obese, a little taller than Ashley, but well over eighty pounds heavier. She carried most of her weight in her belly and booty.

The work was very challenging for Ashley. She was capable and did an excellent job, but it was stressful to be given so much responsibility. The first few weeks Ashley kept her appetite in check with her will power. The meals at the office were her first issue, there was always so much food and everyone else ate like it was there last meal. It was hard to judge how much food to take, when everyone else was loading their plates to capacity. She usually went back to her office stuffed. Her second issue was snacking. There were always freshly fried donuts every morning and fresh baked cookies available all afternoon. The office was nearly always filled with the smells of cooking, frying or baking. Even condiments were a fattening trap. Only whole milk, sweet tea and heavy cream for coffee were available. If she needed to come in over a weekend to finish a report for Mr. Mason, other people were in as well and they always ordered pizzas, sweet, sugary sodas and pastries.

The stress and the availability of so much food, soon weakened Ashley resolve not to indulge. She would have a donut that Jill insisted on bringing her, a cup of coffee with cream and sugar. She started eating more at lunch as everyone else was gorging themselves, even though she knew she was eating too much, looking at the other’s plates, her plate looked skimpy. Jill always brought Ashley a plate of cookies and a tall glass of whole milk. If there was a dinner meeting called it was always at an Italian restaurant serving only huge entrees.

Of course this was taking a serious toll on Ashley’s petite figure. One Saturday morning after being at Mason Industries for six months, Ashley finally got up. It was ten thirty, she admonished herself for being so lazy, but it was now the norm. The skinny Ashley would get up by six o’clock every morning to work out. But the stress of the job and the extra weight made Ashley lazy.

She went into her bathroom pulling down her very tight bikini nighty. Looking the mirror she almost started to cry, “God I’m so fat! What have I done to my figure?” She decided to she wanted to work out. Her new condo building had a workout facility, which up to now Ashley had only seen once. She struggled into a pair of yoga pants, not realizing they were so tight the fabric was transparent and a t-shirt and went down to the work out room.

Walking in she saw the floor to ceiling mirrors and was startled by how fat she looked. There was a scale in the corner she stepped on the screen read 140 lbs. She started crying, “Oh God I’ve gained over thirty five pounds!” She went over to a treadmill and turned it one and started to run. In only five minutes, she was out of breath and sweating. She felt a roll of tummy fat jiggling over the waist band of the yoga pants, she looked in the mirror and she could see the flowery pattern of her bikini panty through the yoga pants. She turned off the treadmill, disgusted with herself she left crying again took the elevator to her unit.

Her stomach growled, “Oh great now I’m hungry again.” She pulled off the yoga pants and threw them away, she got a pair of sweat pants out she usually just wore around her unit, now feeling sweaty and gross she grabbed her keys and went down to her car. She drove over to a Village Inn, when in, sat at the counter hoping no one would notice her fat booty sagging through back. Ordered two entrées and gorged herself. Now stuffed and bloated she drove back to her condo.

Ashley went into her unit and threw herself on the couch. She sat crying, feeling sorry for herself, rubbing her engorged belly, she fell asleep. She had a really weird dream; in it she was fat, as fat as Lisa Mason. She was the vice president of the company now, working for Nat Argo, who was now as fat as Mr. Mason. Mr. Mason had retired, he got too fat to come into the office anymore. They were in the board room of the company everyone was eating, Lisa was there sitting next to Ashley, she and Lisa were now best friends. She and Ashley were teasing each other to eat more. Ashley assistant Jill was so fat now she had to turn sideways to get her huge booty into the room to bring more platters of food. Nat was reading off the company profit and loss statement between bites of food, praising Ashley for all her help making the company super profitable. In her dream she was eating so much her panties started to dig into her fat…

Ashley woke with a start, her panties had ridden giving her a “wedgie” . She was wet too. “God I stink, it’s time for a shower. Ashley hefted herself off the couch and went into her bedroom stripping off her clothes and panty and stepped into the shower and started lather herself. She got turned on rubbing her bloated belly, then moving around the lather her booty cheeks again getting aroused. She got out of shower and dried off, she got a bikini panty and tugged it on over her thickening thighs. She stood looking in her mirror playing with her growing fat, she thought, “Why am I beating myself up over my weight, it’s my body, if I get fat, so what. Everyone I work with is fat and they are so happy, why should I be miserable? I shouldn’t be!”

Ashley put on a bra, t-shirt and sweats and drove over to Walmart. She thought, “there is no point in buying nicer things, if I’m going to eat my weigh out of them in a few weeks.” She bought new bikini panties in increasing size, new stretch pants, t-shirts, bras and a package of size eighteen granny panties giggling to herself, “I’ll look like a blimp if I eat my weigh into these!” On the weigh to check out she spotted a twenty five pound box of chocolates, “Oh, why not!”

She got home and put away or washed her new things. She nibbled on the box of chocolates the rest of the weekend, patting her soft belly every time she ate one.

On Monday morning back at the office Jill noticed that Ashley had put on some weight over the weekend, she worried that the weight would put Ashley in a bad mood. She was surprised when Ashley smiled and giggled, “Jill when you get donuts and coffee this morning, please get me a dozen donuts and a chocolate/coffee latte please.” “Of course Ashely, anything I can get you?” “Uh, how about some pastries too, Jill, thank you.” Jill smiled to herself thinking, “Finally she’s coming around to the lifestyle here.”

Over the next several months, Ashley ate like a woman possessed. She ate as much at meetings and anyone else, snacking away mornings and afternoons with Jill’s constant attention to her appetite. The stress of the job melted away with all the eating, which was so calming to Ashley, she couldn’t get enough to eat.