“Nice work on that shirt,” says Chris. He’d clearly seen Zach walk in with a massive hole in his shirt where a button once was.
Zach stifled a laugh. “Guess I’ll need a bigger size” he said looking down at his gut which was now covered by his apron.
“That or less doughnuts,” Chris responded, teasing his friend and coworker. He gave Zach a playful nudge in his belly.
Chris was the same age as Zach, he was a student at a local university in addition to working at the cafe. He was tall and fairly thin with dark features though his hair was dyed bleach blonde. He had a skater punk vibe to him and had visible tattoos on his arms, and even his fingers. He had a few piercings as well. Zach and Chris had become fast friends at work over the past few weeks, Chris had gotten used to seeing Zach stuff himself on treats from the bakery.
“So what’s up with you?” Zach asked, leaning on the counter as he ate a flaky scone, getting crumbs all over his apron.
“Nothing, just studying for exams. Thank fuck I’ve only got a few weeks left this semester,” Chris replied. “I may need you to take a couple shifts off my hands next week before finals,” he added.
“Sure thing,” Zach said with his mouthful of a danish, the next thing he could get his greedy hands on. Zach didn’t mind the extra shifts, after all it was more time in the bakery which was usually pretty easy and he had free reign of whatever food was there.
“I probably can’t go get drinks after work either. After this semester is over though man, we’ll have to go out and celebrate,” Chris said, trying to motivate himself for the next few weeks.
“I’m there,” Zach said, again with his mouth full. Chris couldn’t even tell what he was shoving into his mouth now. He just laughed at his gluttonous friend. He really was going to need that new shirt.
He again poked Zach squarely in the stomach. Zach gave a playful punch in response. In the process he dropped a pastry he had been holding on the floor. And soon, Zach’s ripped shirt wasn’t the only problem. He bent down, and said “five second rule,” joking that it was still okay to eat. As he bent down, Zach’s pants ripped right between his growing cheeks.
Chris got quite an eyeful as he could see Zach’s plump butt through a massive hole in the back of his pants. Zach’s underwear weren’t doing a great job of containing his growing ass either as it threatened to rip through them too.
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