Nancy Connell chuckled, but shook her head. Holy crap! Where the hell did that come from?! That was so embarrassing
“Somedin’ wrong?” “N-no.”
Nancy felt even more embarrassed by that then having to come in person to do this. She worked for… umm… a bank. The details were a little foggy in her head. Ever since that belch… or maybe it was the cigar smoke, but either way, her brain felt a little scrambled
She definitely knew why she was at this digny, rundown old circus… carnival… what was the difference?
She ignored the debating thoughts in her head and tried to focus again on why she came. She was a loan officer for… a bank. She was sent out to speak with a potential client. That wasn’t what they usually do… possibly. Hard to remember.
Either way, she was at Chuckleland Funtimes because apparently someone bought the actual place (the old woman couldn’t remember the last time the place was even operational even without the haze in her mind) and needed more money to completely finish with the remodeling and fixing up
The person was… (Think Nancy, think!)... right! Chubs Foggyton. Hard to believe she could forget him.
He was a large, heavyset clown that looked surprisingly young. Bright white skin, red nose, big gut… the whole nine-yards.
She was speaking to him in his office, an old converted train car. He met her at the entrance… or did she meet someone else who led her there? Hard to recall
“Ahem!” Nancy adjusted her glasses as she realized the clown was speaking. “Sorries, yous lookin’ like yous was lost! Somedin’ up?”
“N-no! Just going over…” Looks in her lap and finds her folder with important documents. Vague memories about the bank… or whoever turning him down or something. But there was something about insistence and needing to come in person.
“Well, haves a drink! Dat helps me ta keep focus!” Chubs chuckled, pointing to the glass bottle at the end of the desk near her. A strong fizzle is coming from it
Nancy didn’t like soda or such. Bad for her teeth and never liked the taste from experience. However, something about it called to her.
Plus, it felt like she already had some and it would be rude to NOT finish it.
She reached a hand over. She flinched briefly seeing it.
Her hand was gloved in a big, five-fingered, super pudgy toony white glove.
Not only that, her arm that was visible between the glove and her jacket sleeve was snow white and really thick & chubby.
She is shocked looking at it, but her hand still goes over and grabs the bottle.
“Thanks! Need something to wet my whistle~.” Nancy blurts out before taking a drink. She didn’t mean to say that!
But then that drink hits her tongue and she mind bubbles.
She can hear the fizzle in her mouth loud and clear, ears getting a bit bigger and bright white too
Taaaaasty~. She thinks, forgetting about her glove
WHIP! A tuff of her grey, neatly brushed hair flings up. The tuff gets puffy and curly, turning bright blue.
Maybe soda ain’t so bad after- “BUUUUUUURP!”
Another belch leaves her mouth, her body rattling. Her cheeks look full and rounder.
“Heh, ‘nother nice one. Not as good as yours first, but still!”
“Danks~. Can’t always expect dah best, ya know?” Nancy chuckled, flashing some pearly white teeth.
She scratched the back of her head a little in embarrassment. Her hair thinned around the tuff
However, again, she feels odd again about burping. Less feeling wrong and feeling more like it wasn’t appropriate for her to do on the job.
But right! She had a job to do. She looked down and grabbed her folder with her big, fat white gloved hands.
Both were gloved? And her visible arms were a bit longer and sticking more out of her jacket than before. Also, were there a few strands of blue arm hair?
Chubs clears his throat, asking if that’s the loan application and information.
Nancy snaps back to attention and nods that it is. What was in there again? Uuuugh, hard time remembering.
She needed another drink! She handed him the folder for him to look over while she took another drink of her pop.
And by drink she meant GULP! Big silly Gulp gulp sounds follow as she starts downing the soda.
Her rear starts getting bigger. Her breasts as well. In fact, her skin is looking less wrinkly and aged and younger again. She looks almost 21 again and curvy than before, except for her hips looking thinner
Gulp-gulp-gulp-gulp! Nancy doesn’t stop drinking. Its soooooo tasty and yummy in her tummy!
Guuuurgle. Her stomach begins to expand, spreading against her jacket.
She is expanding as well as she takes in more soda. Butt goes from bubble to wider and chubbier. Thighs and hips are looking thicker and chubbier too. Her business skirt suddenly changes into a pair of shorts
Chubs looks up for his reading and chuckles about slowing down so she doesn’t drown over there.
Pop! Nancy pulls out the soda and takes a few breaths. “Heheh, sorry dere! Just I love some sody-”
“BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP!” Bigger belch that rattles the entire room.
Her entire body rumbles and shakes. Ping-ping! Buttons on the bottom of her business blouse pop as a big white gut pops out.
Her ass balloons into a bigger, wider rear, butt crack popping out the top in back. Her business skirt to shorts turn into wide, big dirty green jeans (pants are very wide so while hips and thighs and rear fit, legs don’t)
“Now dat’s sum goooood belchin’ dere!” Chubs said. “Y’all a clown after mah own heart!”
Nancy chuckled, suddenly feeling flattered by that. Chubs was a pretty handsome clown, so getting fancied like that was-
Nancy shook her head. Had to stay focused. It wasn’t proper to flirt with a potential customer! The place she worked wouldn’t like that.
…where did she work again? She scratched her tummy casually, it getting fatter and dipping onto her thighs.
Something about… loans? Money. Maybe that was it? Nancy looked at Chubs again, reading that folder she brought with her.
It… what was in it? She suddenly asks what’s there, feeling embarrassed. Shouldn’t she know? She feels like a joke now.
Chubs smiles and says that the paperwork is all in order and that he’ll be getting the money to finish fixing the circus up. They should be able to reopen after all!
The words of that were delightful to Nancy. She didn’t know why but that was good, right?
Left foot shivers and BOING! Turns into a long clown shoe.
“Well, dat’s good! I’lls drink to dat!” Nancy says, taking another drink cheekily.
GULPGULPGULP! She’s drinking faster now. Strange how the bottle still has so much soda in it, but who cares? It’s great!
Chubby legs follow and fill out her pants.
She takes out the drink herself without prompting, licking her lips. Cheeks and face are bigger and more mannish. Nose is swelling and getting bigger & rounder at the tip, nostrils pulling in a little towards it
“Heh, danks!” Chubs said, taking a toke off his cigar and blowing it into the air. “Also means I’s can bring in more guys around here ta work!”
“Dat… that must be nice…. Working around here.” Carnivals, circuses, whatever. Being able to work in such a fun place must be fun Nancy thought.
She must have been working in such a stuffy place. Hard to think about it, but she felt she worked somewhere unpleasant.
So stuffy… why else would she wear this jacket? This business suit…didn’t feel so good.
She yank it off with a simple tug, almost like it was held on by velcro. Her body looked much bigger and wider now without it on, filling out her chair quite a bit.
“Heh, gettin’ comfortable I see? Wells, go for it! I’s don’t mind! Be as relaxed as ya can!”
Nancy twitched. “Yous got it!”
Almost on instinct, she threw her chest and stomach out. Ping-ping-ping-ping! Big, heavy fat body can popping out. Completely white and rubbery, much like Chubs.
The blouse that burst immediately turned into a Hawaiian shirt, looking far more fitting on her.
Nancy stretched out her legs, other shoe changing now. “Ahhhhh, much beddah.”
Chubs smirked. “I’lls say! Sooo, let’s talk about yous!”
Nancy sat up. “Yous wanted a new job, right? Yous was complaining a bunch about how da place yous were workin’ didn’t respect yours skills ors you!”
Nancy nodded. Sounded right, but who could say really?
“Sooooo, I’s was thankin’ ‘bout how ya could work for me. I’s do need a money guy in mah corner ta handle finances ands all dat borin’ stuff.”
Nancy nodded. She could do that. She was good with numbers and math and all that junk. Thinking about it, she did at least seem to remember how to do that boring spreadsheet, data entry, and finance stuff.
Maybe she would be better at a circus then whatever place she worked at that she couldn’t remember… no! She would be perfect for that!
“What do ya say to dat?” Chubs asked, holding out his hand. “Care ta work for me?”
…something within Nancy said no briefly. It would’t be a good idea. Everything just felt too… wrong.
But that face… that charming.. Handsome face and fun~..
She chugged down the soda, somehow finishing it. Hair fell out around the tuff. Eyebrows thicken and turn blue
But the nose ballooned and swelled into a big purple clown nose, wiggling a little on her face as she finished
BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP! A blech that could be heard for miles followed.
Followed by a small pop, a big bulge appearing in her pants.
The new clown man chuckled and shook Chubs hand. “Youse got yourself a new partner. Bellin Bleech is yours guy, hyuck!”
Chubs smiled, beamed and shook back hard. “Pleasure ta have youse on board!”
