Sweet Treats

Chapter 1 - Sweet Treats

Vincent, the owner of a new bakery in a small town, had been struggling to keep up with demand during rush hour, and desperately needed an extra set of hands if he wanted to keep things up and running smoothly. He ended up posting multiple signs around town in hopes someone would reach out to him soon. The bakery resided in a small town of which a new inhabitant would soon move to. Clara has recently moved into town in search of a job. Settling in her apartment she’d unpack and ventured outside in hopes of finding something. Before long Clara noticed the help wanted signs and followed them towards the bakery.
Peeking through the glass it seemed quite busy even if the town seemed pretty small overall. As she walked inside the bell chimed alerting Vincent of the new face in town. While rush hour died down she walked up to the counter inquiring about the help wanted sign and he brought her to the back. He then gave her a rundown of do’s and don'ts. Handing her the apron uniform he disappeared into the back after telling her how to run the counter. She returned to the front and handed orders for the rest of the day since the worst of rush hour was over. Before long it was closing time.
Vincent handed her the spare keys and told her to close up before walking off. “You can help yourself to anything that wasn’t sold today since we bake everything fresh daily.” As he walked off she checked the display case. She couldn’t make up her mind on what to try first. She’d grab an entire chocolate cake that hadn’t been touched yet. Can’t ever have too much of a good thing right? She told herself before placing it down on a counter and indulging in slice after slice surprised by how moist and flaky each slice felt. Once the cake was finished she didn’t want to waste anything else and took the other leftovers from the display case home. There were cookies, cupcakes, muffins, and donuts galore.
Most of the night she spent it subconsciously stuffing her mouth with the sweet treats until not a single morsel had remained before heading to bed. What she didn’t notice was her once toned abs were gradually softening from all of the sugary treats. Once she woke up she went back to work helping during rush hour and once again it died down and repeated the process for weeks going on months. As time went on her uniform visually tightened. Vincent noticed these changes too and enjoyed them. He noticed how her belly now visibly spilled from her once perfectly fitted jeans. Plush love handles began to form at her sides as more time went on.
As months went on her gains had only grown more and more noticeable. Even during working hours she’d sneak in the back and take some of the freshly baked goodies for herself. Vincent ended up finally catching her in the act during closing hours. “Now I know who’s been taking all of the fresh goodies I’ve been baking and it shows.” He’d glance towards Claras once slim frame which was now covered in plush softness in the span of a few months. Disappearing into the back he came back and found her in the back room again licking chocolate frosting from a spoon and with that a plan arose. As she sat in a chair he grabbed her arms and tied them behind the chair before facing her with a smirk.
Before she could say anything treats were fed into her mouth which she visibly seemed to enjoy despite her situation. Standing behind her he’d grab her plush belly and give it a squeeze amazed by how soft and doughy it was. After a while he continued feeding her all the remaining treats that were left in the display case and in the back. “You sure know how to put it away considering how much you’ve put on..I take it you enjoy the freebies, what am i saying of course you do. Wouldn’t have put on this much weight if you didn't.” Vincent went to another room before returning with a funnel in one hand before placing it into her mouth.
It seemed to be connected to a machine in another room that wasn’t visible. Placing it into her mouth he turned on a machine that began to pump chocolate frosting into her mouth. Vincent had a smirk on his face as he watched her swallow each fattening gulp, one after the other with no resistance. Before long the chair underneath Clara began to creak. Her clothes grew tighter and tighter with each gulp. Her belly began to peak out from underneath her shirt. As time went on her face grew rounder,hips wider,belly softer, and thighs plumper. Vincent showed no signs of stopping the machine either. Her gluttonous tendencies showed no signs of stopping either, who knows how long she’ll keep it up.