December Prompt 2021

(Sorry for the delay, will be working on January's post soon)

The theme was a bakery moving in and causing some hefty growth. 

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“Huh, that’s new.”

Michael thought aloud at the sight of the building that had been empty just a few days ago. This confusion was added with how it wasn’t long ago that the empty block had been a temporary Halloween store. As Michael walked closer to the apparent new business that had taken over the usually empty place, he watched as the doors opened to a rather portly man walking out. Spotting the open box he was holding, Michael saw it was packed full of different types of pastries with the giant man plucking one of the cupcakes and practically stuffing the entire thing into his mouth save for the paper wrapper.

“Huh, must be a bakery.” Michael thought, staring at the immense man waddling off before glancing back at the now-closed door of the building. Figuring it couldn’t hurt to treat himself, Michael opened the door and entered the building.

Crossing the threshold, Michael was practically hit by the smell of sugar in the air. He found himself looking at various glass counters and showcases that displayed an assortment of sweets and baked goods.

“Welcome. Can I interest you in anything?” Michael’s gaze was pulled from a case of glazed and decorated doughnuts to the source of the voice. He was greeted to the sight of a slim man in a button-up shirt and pale red apron coming in from the side doorway, carrying what looked like a bouquet of brightly coloured ping pong balls on sticks.

“Oh, uh… well, I was just seeing what this store was,” Michael admitted, looking at the store attendant. Admittedly, the man, whose name was Josh according to his name tag, was rather attractive with slight stubble across his solid face. “I didn’t expect this place to be a bakery.”

“Well, I am just starting off, but I have been a bit popular. People just can’t seem to get enough of my treats.” Josh said with a slight chuckle, walking over so only the glass counter between him and Michael. “While you’re here, how about I interest you in a free sample.”

“I mean, something small,” Michael said, looking over the various treats before him. “I guess I’ll try one of these things.” He said, pointing to the bouquet of treats that Josh had brought to the counter.

Josh smiled proudly before plucking one of the treats from the stand. “A nice choice. I’m happy with how these cake pops came out.”

“Well, I guess one won’t hurt.” Michael said with a slightly nervous laugh as he accepted the treat. He looked over the brightly coloured sphere before taking a bite out of it. Michael’s teeth broke through the hard chocolate coating before getting to the moist cake and frosting mixture inside. When his tongue made contact with the baked mixture, Michael found his eyes going wide at the nearly indescribable taste he was experiencing. The sweet sugary treat seemed to have hints of fruit and the slightly bitter note of the chocolate coating. The slim man struggled to keep from moaning with how delicious the cake pop was. Before Michael knew it, he was left with the now empty stick in his hand.

“I guess you really enjoyed that?” Josh said with a slight chuckle as he took in the look on Michael’s face, staring down at the now used stick that he held before him.

“Uh yeah. Sorry, I don’t know what came over me.” Michael admitted with a light blush on his cheeks. Taking in how he had devoured the cake pop in seconds before his stomach let out a gurgle in desire for more.

“Would you like some more? I’m afraid you’ll have to pay for it, though.” Josh chuckled, though pulled out a paper bag, seeing that Michael was fishing out his wallet from his back pocket.

“Well, a small treat now and then won’t do any real damage.” Michael reasoned, starting to pick a couple of the doughnuts and cake pops.

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“Come on… just a bit more…” Michael grunted, trying to do the button of his work slacks. Taking a deep breath, Michael sucked in his gut before forcing the flaps of his pants to try and connect them. He finally managed to get the button fastened with a grunt, and the zip pulled up. Breathing a sigh of relief, Michael relaxed before a ping sounded as the button snapped off his pants with his gut was too much for the button to contain.

“Crap… that was my last pair. Can’t believe another pair shrunk in the wash.” Michael sighed, rubbing a hand over his ‘slight’ belly as the other hand grabbed a cookie from the bag he had gotten yesterday. Biting down on the lemon flavoured sugar cookie, Michael hummed whilst feeling the slight bulge of his stomach, swearing it did feel more significant than it had yesterday. Michael would be the first to admit that he’d put on a bit of weight since he’d been treating himself to the baked goods. But it was only made worse with his clothes shrinking in the wash, though Michael was sure this pair he had tried on now had fit perfectly last week when he had worn them.

“Maybe I can get away with wearing sweat pants to work.” Michael sighed, holding the half-eaten cookie in his mouth as he bent over to remove the ruined slacks, feeling his boxers stretch over his ass whilst his button-up shirt strained against his plump chest and belly. The now chubby man couldn’t help but sigh once he sat back up, no longer having to fight against his lap filling gut as he discarded the torn slack before getting up to fish out his sweat pants.

Pulling up the sweat pants, Michael groaned before absently reaching for another cookie from the bag only to come up with crumbs. The chubby man baulked as he stared at the empty bag; he could have sworn he still had a few left. Michael bunched up the paper bag and threw it away with a frown before making his way to the door.

“I’ll stop by Josh’s place to get some more treats… maybe get a couple of doughnuts for the office.” Michael reasoned, grabbing his keys and wallet before chuckling a bit at the mental image of his co-workers, recalling how Jeremy in accounting had broken his chair and almost fell through the floor last week. “Maybe a couple extra with how much they eat… and a few boxes for me.”

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“UUUURRRRPPPP!”

The deep booming belch echoed out within the wrapper littered apartment. The source of the almost inhuman burp was the enormous, blob-like man that would be unrecognisable to the slim man Michael used to be only a few months ago. The colossal belly that swelled out atop of him wobbled from the deep belch as Michael moved a thick arm to bring another doughnut to his fat face. Michael’s cheeks swelled with not only fat but baked dough as he gorged himself more, his thick lard stuffed arms fighting against his belly sized moobs as he tried to keep up the feasting.

Michael moaned deeply as he chewed on the snack, his baseball mitt sized hands reaching down to rub his mountain of a gut, feeling the softness under his thick sausage fingers. The enormous behemoth of a man relaxed in his sunken bed, enjoying the meal to the point that he was almost unaware of a knock coming from his door.

“Come -UUUURRRPPP- in. Door’s open.” Michael belched out before trying to sit up, his immense form wobbling as a light sheen of sweat formed on his blubber packed flesh. Grunting deeply, the huge Michael managed to sit up, his belly spilling over his tree trunk thick thighs as his broad back and beanbag sized ass cheeks became exposed now that he wasn’t laying down.

During the intense struggle to sit up, the door to his apartment opened up before a dull thudding sound echoed as the person came in towards the source of the deep grunts and burps. It wasn’t long before a fat man in a straining uniform made it to the bedroom of the almost bedridden man. Michael smiled at the sight of the obese man, recognising the uniform he was wearing, along with the bags of pastries in his hands.

“Order for… huff… Michael.” The delivery man panted out, face blushing from the noticeable hike to climb up the stairs to the apartment with a sliver of his belly exposed from the ridden up shirt. Whilst the man was large, he was nothing compared to the practically immobile Michael.

“Put them on the side.” Michael said before he leaned onto his side and laid across his bed, his swollen gut spilling out before him and rolling off the bed onto the floor. The delivery man placed the bags within reach of the giant man and nodded to him.

“By the way, Next week Josh is doing a special offer. Order a crate’s worth of pastries and get a free cake.” The delivery man said, seeming to be a memorised offer that he’s told several clients, though Michael didn’t register it as the enormous man began to feast on his sweet goods, his belly and fat rolls swelling slightly with every bite he took.