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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #1934177
somewhere somehow someone has inadvertently caused the world to fatten up
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Chapter #6

She spots her reflection, her suit looks tighte...

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Walking into the bathroom, her shoes still squelching as she went, she put her bag up on the counter, wiping the smudged make up from her face along with a few forced back tears at the injustice of the whole thing, it's not like she wanted to be unemployed, hell she'd sleep with whoever it took to get her a job, but still nothing, just benefits and the kindness of hot guys who want to get in her pants. that's all she had at the minute and it infuriated her.

Looking into the mirror, fixing her make up while she let her suit jacket dry off over the hand dryer she kept turning on and off to keep it going, she decided to just go back to her apartment and chill out for the rest of the day, but on the way back maybe see if she couldn't pick up a rich meal ticket on the way, she was after all in the business quarter of town, lots of hot single bankers and lawyers around. she'd need to do something about her hair though, she still looked like she'd been dragged through a swimming pool backwards

eventually she'd fixed herself up as best she could and got herself a little bit dryer, as she put her suit jacket back on she couldn't help but notice it was a little bit tighter, looking down she saw her midriff begin to poke out from under her shirt,

"oh just great, and now i'm bloated, stupid stress, stupid running, stupid job interview" she cursed to herself as she went to leave the building, going past the still smug secretary as she could feel her judgemental eyes on her

"think's she's so good just cause she's got a job, bitch" she thought, as she kept walking, pulling the shirt over her midriff as she walked, getting annoyed that it wouldn't stay down when she did so, it kept riding back up. not only that but her thighs where beginning to rub up against each other

"christ on sale how can this day get any worse" she thought as she stepped back outside, somewhat relieved to at least see the rain had quietened down
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