chapter 4 employees only part 1

Jill slowly opened her eyes, finding herself in bed. She rolled over and looked to Ian behind her, who was still sleeping on his back. Somehow he was still erect, his penis tenting up the covers and causing Jill to blush. He had changed so much in these past few days. His body had grown so much hairier. She found herself oddly interested in seeing what else had changed about him. She slowly reached for the covers, trying not to wake him to save herself the embarrassment. Before she could unveil Ian, she was interrupted by the door swinging open. It was Vincent.

"Do you like the changes in your friend?" he asked with a smirk.

It was all Jill could do to remain silent as she fought internally against the strong feelings that she inexplicably had for Vincent.

"Don't be bashful now, Jillian. I saw the way you were ogling him," he said. "Have you always liked fat men? Or has getting nice and plump yourself made them more appealing? I wouldn't have pegged you for a chubby chaser."

"I'm not," she said. Her face was twitching as she fought hard to not fall into another of Vincent's verbal traps. For some reason she wanted to tell him how much she loved fat boys, even though it was not true at all. Or was it? She was so confused that she didn't know anymore.

"No?" Vincent asked with a look of mock surprise on his face. "Perhaps you're just attracted to your friend then, is that it? Should I order him to *** you?" He loved toying with her. "Those clothes don't fit you anymore. Why don't you take them off for me?"

"Please, I just want to see Sarah," she said, shaking her head and ignoring his prying questions as she tried not to break down. "I'm a good girl. Please, stop this." She could feel her guard slipping as she looked into his blue eyes.

Every ounce of her wanted to stay on the bed and pull the covers over herself, while at the same time every piece of her wanted to follow his orders and satisfy him. It made no earthly sense. Soon she found herself slowly rising to her feet and peeling her skin-tight shirt off. Her panties followed after that, leaving her totally nude as she stood before him.

"Drink this," he said, handing her a glass of the weight gain substance.

Her lips trembled as she took the glass and brought it to her lips. She closed her eyes - the only part of herself that she could control at that moment - and drained the contents down her throat.

"You're going to get nice and fat for me," he said with that smile of his. She nodded in response. She was ashamed of herself.

"I could give you everything," he said as he cupped her breast gently, feeling its heft as she simultaneously loved and resented the sensations. "But you keep trying to resist. You think you're too much of a 'good girl' for that. But I think there's another side to you. Maybe you don't even know it's there. Maybe we should find out what a good girl you really are underneath."

"You want to see your sister?" he finally asked. When she managed the smallest nod he dropped her breast and walked towards the door. As he opened it he turned and said, "come with me."

Jill's eyes widened. Finally she was getting somewhere. She followed him out the door, feeling her new weight wobble with each step. He led her down the hall, down the stairs and into the large, couch-filled back room area of Curves. Most of the girls were standing in a line-up in front of the hostess and a man in a suit. Others were already with clients, performing various sexual acts in plain view on the many couches spread out around the room. Jill scanned the room, looking for Sarah, but didn't see her among the girls.

"Your sister's room is for employees only," Vincent said. "You're going to have to work for it." He gave her plump ass a tap to nudge her in the right direction.

Jill looked at him nervously, her eyes begging him "no" without words. The sound of his voice drew the attention of the girls in line, who straightened up their posture to impress him. Jill couldn't resist any longer, and walked to the line-up to join the other nude women. On her way she past Nina, who was face down on one of the couches, moaning as a muscular man rammed himself into her.

"It seems we have a new girl," the hostess said to the client, clearly recognizing Jill from before despite her weight gain. The man smiled and stepped up to Jill.

"Hey there, sexy," he said.

"Hi," she said back, nervously.

"I think I'm gonna like you, baby girl," he said as he ogled Jill's curves. He reached around and palmed Jill's plump ass then gave her a little push towards one of the couches as if to show her the way. The other girls immediately scurried over towards Vincent, unbothered by not being chosen. The client's hand remained on her ass, squeezing and kneading, until they finally arrived at the big leather couch where he sat down and instructed Jill to stand in front of him.