Office Shift

Dustin had started a new desk job, happy to have finally moved away from labor and have a job off his feet. He immediately went out to buy clothes to look more professional, getting collared shirts and work shorts, confident it was going to work out. He was shocked when he found out about the benefits- catered lunches, free snacks, control of his own hours, all under air conditioning.

As his time at the new role passed, he began to notice some odd effects the new role had on him. His appetite seemed to have increased from his old construction work, hungrier than ever but having almost no energy. He was constantly tired, falling into the lazy habit of taking naps after work before staying in for the rest of the night. He struggled with basic physical tasks now, finding himself out of breath just from walking to his desk or getting ready in the morning.

His clothes were not as comfortable as when he first got them, way too tight and restricting. He was forced to swap his shorts out for his old sweats just to be able to sit comfortably. He didn't think it was possible to have outgrown clothes he just picked up. He saw the same thing every morning in the mirror, nothing noticeably different from the previous day.

It wasn't until he took a picture to compare with did he realize how much had changed. He didn't know how he could miss such a glaringly huge difference. His collared shirt didn't fit at all anymore, barely covering him. It wrapped his stomach tightly around his new love handles under his arms. Despite the length of the shirt, his stomach was so large it pulled up the front so much you could see the bottom of a belly. Just the slightest movement would expose it all, his entire midriff visible under the flowing fabric.

The beard he thought he had been growing was instead the fat steadily accumulating around his face, a second chin barely hidden under the light layer of hair surrounding his features. He didn't know how he had been fooling himself this long. The man he could see in the mirror now was completely different from the laborer he was before. He was fat, huge, lazy. He didn't know how this could have happened so fast.

Something stirred in his stomach though- it felt good seeing himself this way. He remembered previously where he worked, seeing all the fat office workers at their desks all day, office pigs they used to call them. Deep down he had been jealous of them, able to sit in the AC all day and just turn into hogs. Looking at himself now though, he couldn't be more ecstatic that he had joined them. Just another office pig.