Midnight Bakery - Part 8

“Alright, let's open for the day. The last bite of dough for now for my big girl.” Rebecca said as she reached to feed the bite to Crystal, squeezing her thick booty between her fingers with her now empty hand.

Crystal had been back working at the bakery for a month now. Rebecca had been true to her word and paid off all of Crystal's credit cards, late rent, and other bills. In turn Crystal worked full time at the bakery. With her appetite (and spending limit) unleashed, Crystal stuffed her face with baked goods all throughout her shifts, and continued to have multiple takeout orders each day. Rebecca made sure to give Crystal her daily dose of special dough though.

Within a week of being back Crystal had crested the 600lbs mark. All of the weight spread evenly across her lower half, pushing her butt out even further, and her hips even wider. Rebecca had supplied some company logo short shorts for her to wear. Since nothing she owned fit, and she was past the limit on what they carried in the plus size store, Crystal happily wore the shorts, even though they showed off generous amounts of her thick and juicy legs, not to mention being tight across her enormous ass.

Crystal had plateaued at 600lbs, not even the dough could help her gain much more past that. Still she got her daily dose of dough from Rebecca though. She found she couldn’t go more than 24 hrs without it. Her body craved the dough. If she went too long between doses nothing could quell her hunger no matter how much she ate. Her stomach would churn until she had it again. Rebecca tended to give her a nice large portion each day before the bakery opened, and then once again after they closed.

Crystal was addicted to the dough and everything else that was edible. She was a true fat ass now and there was no hope of going back. She still wished she could go back to being skinny, but made peace with the fact that she was going to be fat for the rest of her life, over 600lbs or more. Since she knew there was no going back, she ate to her heart's content all the time. She ate whatever baked goods she wanted, Rebecca let her eat anything in the shop for free. She bought whatever food she wanted, and as much as she wanted. Eating was her second job, or maybe even her first job. Rebecca always just complimented her appetite, encouraging her always to have more or eat faster.

And Rebecca wasn’t shy about showing her appreciation for Crystal's size, also grabbing her fat legs, or rubbing up against her wide hips. Her favorite was slapping Crystal’s juicy ass. Crystal didn’t know why Rebecca was so grabby, but figured it had something to do with the reason she fattened her up. Crystal didn’t say anything about her boss's forwardness, but with each touch it reminded her how fat she was, how hungry she was, and usually spurred her on to go eat something.

New customers were always shocked to see her. Crystal didn’t hide her eating at the shop, but would help customers with their orders all day long. Anytime she came out from behind the counter the customers in the store got to see the real her, the really wide her. From the waist up she looked like any other young cashier, but one look at her fat ass and that was a different story.

Some days Crystal thought about getting so fat she would no longer be able to work at the bakery, she was so wide already she barely fit behind the counter or through most of the doors. An extra 100-200lbs would probably be enough for Rebecca to have to retire her fat ass. But she had miraculously stopped at 600lbs. She gained a pound or two here and there, but her weight was no longer shooting up by dozens of pounds each day due to the dough like it was. Maybe Rebecca had concocted it so she was unable to get too fat for the store or her liking.

Crystal also thought about running away from this all again. Her life at this point only revolved around eating and working. She was on Rebecca’s schedule. She craved some independence. It wasn’t even about getting away so she could lose all the weight, she knew she’d never be thin again, not with her appetite. But she was too addicted to the dough. Anytime she thought about leaving, she’d go a day without the dough and the pain and hunger it caused was too much for her to bear. She tried to eat and eat and eat to get it to go away. She’d eat cakes and ice cream and fried chicken and pizzas, but no matter how much she stuffed herself, the only thing that helped was the dough. Rebecca had her hooked and she knew it. She’d have to stay here under her spell as her fat ass play thing until the end of time.