Chapter 1 - A New Hire

Hi. I’m Harry Foster. I’m writing this because something massive changed in my life and I feel I needed to get it straight in my head. It’s about a girl, Bella, and how she and I came to be. To start off this story, I'll go back to when I first met her.

Bella started her new job at Upton-Matthew’s, the company I worked for. We were a marketing company that specialised in working with production companies to market their films, so we employ people who are wised up on the film industry. Bella studied economics at university but had a passion for marketing, so excelled in her interview. I should know. I was the one who interviewed her.

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I straightened the files on my desk, preparing for a day of interviews. First candidate: Bella Fitzgerald. I looked down her CV and answers to our filter questions, reminding myself of who she was and what she was about. She had a fantastic command for the English language, expressive, emotional but also concise in her writing. I had looked her up on LinkedIn but found no profile, which was odd for someone going into our industry. Regardless, I was looking forward to meeting her.

There was a knock at the door and my assistant, Felicity, entered the room. ‘Harry, this is Bella.’ And in she walked; Bella was average height and athletic. I could tell she was nervous, shy too. Her face was beautiful, pale with slender, delicate features. She smiled warmly at me with big blue eyes. I stood up and shook her hand, ‘Harry Foster, pleased to meet you Bella. Have a seat.’ We took our spots on opposite sides of the desk and began the interview.

‘So Bella, please, tell me a bit about yourself,’ I started. Bella cleared her throat and said, ‘well, I’m an economics graduate from Oxford University looking for my first professional role. I’m motivated, ambitious and love challenges.’ She stopped and I nodded slowly. I think she realised I wanted more so she continued, ‘I am very independent but can work in a team. I learned these skills from my days as a gymnast.’ I nodded more enthusiastically, saying, ‘yes I saw this. Team GB gymnast?’ She smiled, quietly proud of her achievement. ‘Yeah, I competed for Team GB at the Olympics but unfortunately I broke my ankle on my final piece of apparatus.’ She looked sad.

I chimed in, ‘hey…’ Bella looked up at me. ‘No need for the long face. You managed something most people couldn’t dream of achieving. You were an Olympian!’ She smiled at me, reassured by my words. And I meant it. I was very impressed by it. I knew then and there I was going to hire her. Sportspeople make for great employees. Not to sound cocky, but I competed at golf to a high level, almost going professional. Same old story, I know, but the level of dedication and determination to reach the top of the game is unmatched by most people. The rest of the interview went well, she answered everything I needed to hear, and a week later, I offered her the job.

Bella’s first day was a few months away, standard practice for most graduate roles. I kept myself busy with the new superhero films coming out. We knew the public were getting fed up with them, so needed a unique approach to selling them on these new adventures. By the time Bella arrived, I had almost forgotten I’d hired her until I saw an email from her in my inbox the week before:

Hi Harry,

Hope you are well.

Just touching base before I start next week. Anything I need to bring, wear or know?

Thanks,

Bella

I picked up the phone and gave her a quick call. ‘Hi Bella, it’s Harry from Upton-Matthew’s.’ I heard a sharp, nervous intake of breath from her followed by a big swallow. ‘Oh hi Harry. How are you?’ I smiled, ‘well thanks Bella. I just wanted to address your email and answer those questions, if you’ve got the time.’ I heard a noise, it sounded like eating from the other end of the line. Clearly with her mouth full, she said, ‘sure thing!’

I ignored it, ‘well, first of all just bring that attitude from your interview and you’ll be great. We’re a business casual office, so to put it in perspective, I wear a suit with an open collared shirt. Nothing fancy except for big meetings. With what you need to know, just that we’re working on the new Marvel film at the moment so just get yourself familiarised with the current stories. Is that OK?’ Another big swallow and a smack of lips, ‘yes Harry. Sounds great, I will get on that!’ I smiled, ‘OK, well if that’s it, I’ll see you on Monday.’

Bella replied, ‘see you then. I look forward to it!’ She hung up. My colleague Charlotte walked in. She was tall, pretty and a bit chubby. ‘Who was that?’ She asked. ‘The new girl, Bella,’ I responded, with a weird look on my face Charlotte must have picked up on. ‘What is it? You don’t like her?’ I shook my head, ‘no no. It’s just -- it sounded like she was eating throughout the entire phone call.’ Charlotte screwed up her face, ‘you sure? That’s really weird.’ I shrugged, ‘I don’t know. What can I do for you?’

Charlotte closed the door and locked it. She walked over to me and bent over my desk. I realised how severely unbuttoned her shirt was. I looked down her top at her long cleavage, feeling a stir in my boxers. Charlotte had gained a bit of weight recently. The buttons on her shirt strained a little so at some angles, you could see her soft fleshy belly poking out. I kissed her. ‘Now?’ I asked, suggestively. Charlotte unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her boobs. No bra. She smiled seductively, ‘do it from behind. You know that’s where I like it best. I got up and walked around to her, pulling her skirt up to her waist. No pants either. I ran my hands along her soft bum, smacking it hard. She groaned, looking back at me with pleasure. ‘The doughnuts are in the usual spot,’ I told her. Charlotte opened my desk drawer and pulled out a bag full of jam and cream filled doughnuts. She started to stuff her face with them as I bent down and started to finger her vagina. Starting by slowly penetrating with my index and middle fingers, how she likes it. I quicked up the pace and introduced my tongue, playing with her clitoris.

She was halfway through the pack of doughnuts when she said to me, ‘Harry, I’ve got a meeting in ten minutes.’ I smiled, standing up and kissing her on her neck. I pulled my trousers down and stuck my hard penis inside of her. I thrusted slowly but she only wanted me to go faster. I upped it and was pumping Charlotte hard into the side of my desk. Luckily, I had it bolted down a couple of months ago. Still, it made some noise, like Charlotte would have if she didn’t have her mouth full of dough. I smacked her ass several times. ‘You like that, piggy? You like it when I fuck you whilst you stuff your face.’ Charlotte exclaimed, ‘yes!’ She orgasmed at the same time as me. I finished inside her. She was on the pill so this was routine really.

Charlotte calmed down as I pulled my trousers up, still breathing heavily from the sex. She turned around to me and kissed me. I could taste the cream. She ate another doughnut and I rubbed her belly. I pulled up her shirt and kissed it. ‘Wow. You’re getting quite big now, my lovely.’ Charlotte smiled, ‘I can’t wait until buttons start popping off.’ I turned around to go sit back at my desk and she smacked my ass hard. I looked at her and she bit her lips before fixing herself in the mirror and walking out.

I pulled out some anti-bac wipes and cleaned up the doughnut powder and cum from off my desk. Charlotte and I had been knocking boots for about five months at that stage. She confided in me about the time of Bella’s interview that she had a feeding fetish, and wanted to gain weight. I confessed how I found fat girls much more attractive than skinny ones, and often fantasised about stuffing someone. This was a bit of a lie. I was 34 at the time and my three previous girlfriends I had stuffed from about 130 lbs to over 200 lbs, the final one getting to 250 lbs. We all parted ways on good terms. I see them on instagram, still to this day, basically as fat as I had made them.

They had no idea what I was doing but didn’t seem to mind their scales ticking up. I just enjoyed watching them get fat, and Charlotte was my next pig to be fattened for market. Except this time I had found someone who wanted to stuff herself for me. Still, that didn’t stop me from adding double cream to her coffee, covering her dinner in butter and allowing her to spend all her time on the couch. That reminded me, I went to the kitchen to make coffee for myself and Charlotte. I poured in 100 ml of double cream and placed it on her desk just before the meeting.

A week passed and I prepared myself for Bella’s arrival. I was waiting in my office when my assistant Felicity knocked on my door. ‘Bella is here,’ she said. ‘Send her in,’ I told her. Felicity went to leave as I called back, ‘Felicity…’ her head peered back in. ‘There’s some treats for you in your desk drawer.’ She blushed and winked at me.

Bella walked through and I was shocked. The athletic, beautiful girl I had met a few months ago had given way to a chubby mess. Her suit was too small for her, the skirt pronouncing her small, developing belly and blazer straining around her shoulders. She clearly wore a t-shirt underneath because her business shirts would no longer fit. I felt an erection coming in my pants. Oh my, I thought to myself, what have we got here…