Blooming rachel

Chapter 1 - Welcome to Big Burger!

Rachel couldn't believe her eyes! After six months of apply to jobs, she FINALLY got the email she'd been waiting for. /You're Hired!/

And not just hired at any job. She got THE job. The job she had prayed to the gods to use as a sign. And here it was: BIG BURGER. The slowest fast food joint in town!

Rachel learned of Big Burger when she went to her college's orientation. The guide, a very obese senior communications major, warned the group (half jokingly) that once you have a burger, there's no escape from gaining weight.

Rachel had always wanted to gain weight, shamelessly. It was something that made her feel good, in ways no other kink could.

Rachel went to Big Burger for lunch after orientation. She ordered their double meat, double cheese, bacon burger, onion rings and a pumpkin shake.

Rachel was warned the food was cooked to order and would be at least 10 minutes. She didn't mind. The food smelled heavenly. As she waited, Rachel noticed how every worker was at least pot-bellied. Some struggled to pass each other, which make her gut kick in arousal. She also noticed the crew was made of all women. Every one.

They called her name.

Rachel got up at grabbed her food and shake.

"Do you really put a slice of pumpkin pie in every slice?" She asked skeptically. The morbidly obese cashier nodded with excitement.

"They're irresistible."

Rachel thanked her and sat down to eat. The burger was greasy but tasted amazing. Juice rolled down her hands and arms as she consumed the 1500 calorie burger.

Then, she tried the onion rings: they tasted just like the ones from the county fair back home! Deep fried, big, salty rings. Rachel couldn't help but moan from the pleasure she was experiencing in her mouth.

Last but certainly not least: the shake. Cold vanilla ice cream with a quarter of a pumpkin pie blended into it. It went down her throat like liquid butter. She drank it so quickly, she was surprised when she finished.

Rachel got up, slightly disappointed for not taking her time more and went to throw out her wrappers and trash. As she turned to leave, a man approached Rachel.

He was 5'7" and built like a professional boxer. Thick black hair and a cute smile. He wore a t shirt, jeans and a hat that should he was part of the restaurants staff.

"How you doin'?" He asked. Rachel was dumbfounded. He just smiled and handed Rachel another pumpkin pie shake.

"On the house." The man said. He winked and headed back to the kitchen. Rachel blushed and ran out the door, drinking her shake along the way.