Office Gain Pt1

Hey all. So this is another collaboration between me and Volkenfox. Not all the parts are in color, but it will be a 12 part sequence that I'll be posting on the site. The first two parts will be posted today (And will be free on Deviant Art and other sites), but after that the rest of the pictures, as well as the prompts for each will be for my Patrons only. 

I hope you all enjoy them, it's always a pleasure to work with such a talented artist like Volkenfox. 

Thanks. 

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“And, gasp, this is your office. I apologize for how small It is. We, whew, will fix that.”

Terrence Timmons, second chair of East Coast operations for GluttCo, Inc., showed his new assistant her office.

Pamela Sanderson, a thin but athletic 27 year old Pantheress nodded as she listened to her new boss go over her tasks. She had been surprised with how quickly she had gotten the job, having been interviewed and offered the position only a week after applying. Still, the salary and benefits were exceptional, so she wasn’t going to complain.

The fit panther tried to adjust her blouse, letting It hang off her body. She had kept it tucked in, which kept it baggy at the waist and hid her sleek abdomen. Her breasts too were somewhat disguised due to the bagginess of her outfit.

The slacks were no better and kept her hips looking small, which she was happy about. She was always worried about getting the “Sanderson Ass”, meaning she’d have issues with armrests and narrow doors. For now though, that wasn’t remotely possible. At 5-2 and 118 pounds, Pamela was not a stick, though in this office, she might have been deemed emaciated.

As she looked at some of the other staff in the office, Pamela noticed a very unusual theme; most furs were obese, most verging on supersized. She glanced at a meerkat who had to weigh at least 500 lbs, his gut sagging out in front of his unbuttoned sports coat, his poor thighs shaking as he waddled past.

That was still nothing compared to Terrence. The bear stood easily at 6-8 but he also weighed well over 700 pounds. He carried It reasonably well, his fat body stuffed inside a custom suit that accentuated his big gut and and moobs. His suit vest could not cover his stomach but he still looked very professional.

That reassured her, because Pamela was someone who always liked to look her best, especially at work. Her business suit hung loosely on her trim body, her short hair hanging down just past her jaw. She carried her Gucci bag on her shoulder and looked at her office.

The 5-4 fur saw that It was actually quite large, with a normal sized door frame and a desk chair that looked capable of fitting at least two of her on It. The desk was spread out as well and there was ample space between the desk and the door. She was unsure as to why he called It small.

“Maybe for someone like you, but it’ll never be too small for me”, she thought to herself.

With that, she let her boss escort her around the rest of the office, doing her best to not stare at each fat coworker as she passed.