Growing Role

Ethan had been thrilled when he was selected for the promotion, at least at first. He was selected to fill in as the manager of the team he had been a part of, and definitely had earned it given his hard work. He was now in charge of the progress of each team member, keeping them on track and ensuring the project was completed on time. It took a little getting used to being called "boss" by his former peers. As his time in the role went on, however, he learned just how much more was on his plate.

Ethan sat in hour-long meetings almost all day, not just with his team, but with upper management now. He was required to answer any question they had about the project almost immediately, forced to make changes to the direction they were headed while keeping everything smooth. There were meetings from morning to night, forcing Ethan to stay in the office for over 10 hours,with no time for anything else.

Ethan had always been a bit sedentary before, but he at least had other daily chores that got him moving up from his desk. Now, he was stuck sitting constantly, surrounded by a constant supply of snacks and treats he would use to fill his downtime. He didn't have time to shop or cook his own food anymore, forced to pickup dinner from whatever fast-food was open at the time. His new lifestyle and diet had an almost immediate impact on his body. It didn't take long for him to notice.

It started when Ethan found it harder to button his shirt buttons, often having to strain against the soft pressure of his own stomach. Even when he got them hooked, the fabric was still stretching, cutting into Ethan's front. Ethan had always had a little paunch at his middle, used to seeing occasional small growth before slimming back down. This time, however, it only seemed to continue to grow. It became a constant fight with his expanding belly, trying to suck his stomach in to make the shirt fit. Then, it started with his pants too.

His belt dug into his sides anytime he sat down now, sinching around his new fat. It caused his stomach to spill out to the top of his pants, accentuating his love handles and belly to form a full muffin top. His wide rear now constantly pressed into the armrests of his chair, and his thick legs provided a hammock for his spare tire to rest on his thighs. His shirt almost looked like it was ironed around a giant globe, Ethan's body just a fat blob trying to escape its seal. Some of his gut even started to show around the buttons, Ethan's undershirt visible on camera for all to see.

Ethan's seniors only laughed at the transformation, seeing the new boss packing on common weight. They knew he was taking his position seriously, constantly confined to his desk, a struggle they all faced. He was certainly filling the role well.