Eric’s demise

Chapter 2

The next few weeks weren’t kind to Eric. After losing his hot girlfriend who doubled up as his personal chef, he resorted to ordering endless fattening takeaways to feed his appetite. In a matter of no time, his daily schedule became entirely centred around how he was gonna feed himself. At the start of the day he’d hit up a food-stall near his work where he’d order five large waffles slathered in Nutella. He’d take them in a to go bag, and waddle with them to his office cubicle - which was littered with various food packaging. As soon as he finished them, Eric would make his first McDonald’s order of the day, marking his second breakfast. By the time he had finished his two egg McMuffins, and two portions of pancakes, lunch time would be round the corner. Lunch would vary based on how he was feeling, but generally he’d go for a large Big Mac meal with 60 nuggets. All in all, he would make sure to order enough food to see him over until the end of his shift. But even then, sweat treats and cakes were almost always available in the office kitchen which he’d get more than his fair share of.

Luckily for Eric, his salary was almost as over-inflated as his ass meaning he could just about afford the rent and his copious eating habits. You see, after studying business at a local community college, Eric’s mum managed to land him a job at her friend’s company. As a result, Eric received special treatment from his manager since day one. This initially included giving him a hefty salary, but these days it meant he’d almost never get in trouble for becoming the office slob. But he sure as hell wasn’t safe from the grief some of his other colleagues gave him, with since hitting 300lbs all that time ago Eric was still being addressed as “wide-load” on a daily basis. However, since the advent of his feminization, a transition to calling him “bitch-tits” had become the more popular. While he initially hated the name calling, something about being degraded for his gigantic weight started to turn him on in the last few weeks thanks to one particular colleague.

Sporting a large rack (although still smaller than Eric’s), wide butt, and a big belly that made her look pregnant, Jennifer stood at a fairly tall 5 foot 8 weighing in at 280lbs. Being 29 years old, she’d been glued to desk jobs since she graduated college. As a result, her once model esq. physique rounded out over time taking her down from a solid 8/10 to your average fat girl. Now being just a somewhat pretty brunette, her face was fatter and puffy which caused her to lose her once angular and sexy appearance. Over a year ago she didn’t really take much notice of Eric. But after being moved around the company for some time she found herself returning to this very office 8 months later, her jaw hitting the floor when she recognised who the new office fatty was. Realising Eric did indeed weigh quite a bit more than her, she began to join in on the jokes against the ex-office hottie. At first she participated in the general name calling, but once she learned his girlfriend left him a few weeks back she decided to add a different kind of teasing.

In the morning, Jennifer would watch Eric lug his obese body into the office where he planted his ass on a straining office chair. Once he devoured his waffles, she knew he’d be placing his first Uber Eats order of the day. At this point, she’d walk over to the fat mess and offer to grab his food for him (making sure to call him greedy boy/fat boy/tubby/etc. when offering). She’d do this for each of his orders into the office. Moreover, she’d make sure to “accidentally” run into him at the printer, kitchen, etc. where she likes to poke fun at his fattened and feminine form. This would obviously include mentioning his protruding gut, flabby love handles, mountainous ass, or of course his bulging man tits - all of which she made sure to cop a feel when she teased him about them. Even when his girlfriend was with him, Eric was starved of female attention on his body which only became worse since Alyssa left him. And all this soft touching at the office from Jennifer was the only thing he had, and it was driving him crazy. Eric couldn’t believe he was obsessing over the office fatty, but then he’d look down and realise he was closer to being an ssBBW than Jennifer was. After all the sensual teasing from her, Eric was now sexually aroused by his own mass too.

This would continue for another week or so until Jennifer decided that she really wanted to control him. Asking Eric to help her in the filling room, the two were finally alone. Here, she confronted Eric about his eating habits, cheekily shaming him for his massive gain and telling him she wouldn’t be caught dead with a “guy” like him who looked more like a fat girl. But she reassured him that she was still down for some fun. At this point, Eric was so horny he’d do anything to get a piece of her. There and then, Jennifer unzipped his tight trousers and freed his yoga ball sized gut which Eric held up. Then it dawned on her, his underwear clung his obese body so tight it was impossible for her to slide her hand down to his shaft. Embarrassed, Eric watched as the office fat girl lifted up her skirt and wiggled her booty forcefully on his genitals. Completely blown away with what was happening, Eric came in his boxers in just under a minute. After having her fun, she pulled her skirt back up, calling Eric a pathetic prejac before laughing her way out the filling room. Shocked and humiliated, Eric just blew his chance with the office fat girl.