Alex typed from her levi-chair on her hologram-interface.
It wasn't a glamorous or particularly fun job, it's very sedentary, but well-paying.
The words "Donut run!" filled the air.
The company bought the entire workforce their own boxes donuts every day.
A female worker hovered by Alex's desk with a box of donuts for her. She had clearly liked donuts herself; her size was massive. Her levi-chair was five-feet wide, all of which her ass took up. Big, meaty legs hung off the chair. And her face was smeared with chocolate.
Alex opened up her box and was overwhelmed by the scent of twenty-four donuts. All the width of the average DVD (of course, DVDs are ancient relics in this time)
Half of the box was deep-fried, sugared, jelly-filled donuts. The box itself seemed to weight a couple pounds.
The other was filled with chocolate-filed donuts. Alex had never been fed this food by her parents before, and was ready to stuff herself.
She polished off the entire box, those donuts were the best thing she'd had in months.
She looked down at her belly, it was noticeably larger. Her shirt was tighter and some grease was wiped on her shirt.
A message echoed through the room "Work day over, enjoy the rest of your day."
Alex's work day was over. She hovered her chair over to the elevator and she was lifted down to the first floor. She lifted herself out of the chair with some struggle (she had been sitting in it for the entire day) and purchased a regular soda from the machine. The size of a normal soda is 24 .oz, and the largest is 64. And that's just from a soda machine)
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