You tried your best to stifle a yawn as you looked nervously at the bottom right of your screen for the time which read 4:30. You cursed inwardly at the 1/2 hour of the work week that remained. For today was friday and you were just ready for this week to be over. You never imagined this job would be so demanding physically you spent more time sitting so you thought you would have more energy but so far the opposite seemed to be true. You now had a later start time so you were allready getting an extra hour of sleep but you had taken to napping as soon as you got off immediately following your "snack". You had called it a snack allthough really it was more like a second lunch. It had even become a struggle to even stay awake during your lunch hour after the large quantities of fast food you had begun ingesting.
Your stomach growled audibly breaking you out of your mindless reverie and reminding you why you were in such a rush to get out of here and get something to eat. You reflected on the meal you had for lunch at the local italian restaurant some kind of alfredo dish with lots of cheese. It was as delicous as it was laden with carbs and fat. You decided a power bar would resotre your energy for the last 1/2 hour of work and hopefully carry you through some gym time since you had'nt gone all week or even thought of going last week. Which you considered acceptable considering you'r new responsiblities at work all though in all honesty you had no additional PHYSICAL obstacles to keeping up your regimen.
Unbeknownst to you the lack of energy you were experiencing was entirely unrelated to work. Powerful magicks had brought your metablosim to steadily declining turtle's pace. And your lack of testoterone had done you no favors in that regard either. It had however done you the favor of turning your now almost tripled caloring intake into an additional 5 pounds or pure fat leaving you at a 10lb gain in less then 2 weeks, Half of which had stealthily disperssed it self among you almost noticibly softer physique while anyone paying carefull attention would notice the other 5 lingering on your slightly rounded posterior. Your boxer and pants still fit comfortably, so you had'nt even noticed that you n longer possessed the muscular dimples on either side traditional of hard masculine ass. It had yet to take on the feminine contours the dark magicks had destined it too but your confused body was running out of room down there to stuff your fat cells with out some further adjustments to your wieght distribution.
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