Corporate Worlds: Knail's Expanding Horizons - by Joel (~BBW, Eating, ~MWG)

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Another really sweet update...as ever I love where this is going for Knail. Really well written as well and I love how the characters are all developing.
 

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The day of Knail's trip with Vic was there before she knew it. She was getting Friday off off work to make the drive to Vic’s business conference a few cities over. They were to get to a hotel before dark, prepare their notes and sales pitch, then arrive at the meeting Saturday afternoon.

Knail couldn’t help but be a little nervous about the trip. If all went well she’d have the higher-ups off her back hopefully long enough to get her numbers and productivity up to par. But if things went poorly she was liable to be out of the job before she knew it. Which would leave her weighing the unpleasant options of reenlisting, joining the ISS, or best case scoring a cushy national guard posting. Knail really didn’t want to go that route though ISS assholes had always rubbed her the wrong way and she figured she’d done her share of serving and should be in a comfy civilian job by this point.

Then Knail cursed to herself for letting this crap get to her and half heartedly started her morning workout. After finishing she made her way over to the mirror clothed only in her bra and panties for an inspection. To anyone else’s eyes she’d be described as one sexy albeit skinny lady with a pretty face striking eyes and a killer toned and athletic figure. To Knail though she saw a stressed out wreck that was in danger of kissing that rock hard body good bye. Knail was up maybe ten pounds and while no one else could, she could definitely see it in her perkier breasts rounder butt and muscles that just didn’t quite have the definition they did three short months ago.

It was all Knail could do to stop herself from driving her powerful arm into something. This was not at all how she had pictured returning to civilian life would be. Instead of racking in money at a moderately demanding but largely cushy job and enjoying the freedom to do whatever she choose she was stressed out. All over a job she’d be able to do in her sleep if only she was a little more book smart. To top it off her stress had her gaining weight.

If she didn’t fear they’d give her a minor promotion and send her straight to a hot spot Knail had half a mind to say screw it and reenlist. At least in the marines she knew what she was doing. But she’d already told herself that particular option wasn’t up for debate so she took a deep breath dug in and sucked it up.

Knowing she’d be spending all day in a car she nearly just throw on some jeans, boots, a tank top and her fatigue jacket. Then she figured she best dress up just in case and in a short while she was looking extremely sharp rocking her new sexy military secretary look to perfection.

When she got to the parking lot and met Vic she regretted dressing up though because he hadn’t. And she was happy for it to cause wow he looked HOT!

He was dressed much as she had planned to boots, tight jeans and a skin tight t-shirt with some mildly disturbing logo probably belonging to a metal band. Unlike she feared she was starting to he hadn’t let his workouts slip an inch since leaving the service. His heavily tattooed arms bulged with viney muscle and she swore she could recognize the outline of a six pack under his shirt. His longish hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail and he had trimmed up his facial hair in anticipation for the meeting. Wheather this trip went good or bad she could at least take solace in having some serious eye candy on standby she noted.

As she made her way over to Victor who was loading the car he lowered his sunglasses from his eyes to his nose and gave her a quick once over.

“I must say Knail you look lovely today.” Victor declared as they chatted while loading their things in the company issued hover car.

That got Knail blushing immediately but fortunately she was looking down at the moment so he couldn’t see her face.

“Yeah for a skinny chick you mean.” Knail retorted with a laugh.

“Hey that’s not what I said.” Vic replied using his not quite matching deep blue eyes to good effect with to make a sad puppy dog eyes.

“But it’s what you meant.” Knail said now laughing even harder at his face.

“True, but what kind of an ass would I be if I said it.” Vic chuckled.

“Apparently not much of one cause I’ve heard crap like that plenty since coming back.” Knail replied.

“Really? What assholes.” Vic chuckled.

“Of course if it really bothers you maybe you should think about gaining some weight skinny.” Vic replied jokingly.

“I’ll pass I prefer slim and athletic to fat and lazy any day.” Knail laughed.

“Oh be fair. You can be both. I’m sure your served with some tough big girls and if not just look at powerball players.” Vic replied.

“Ok a valid point. Still I don’t think I’m interested.” Knail answered.

“Suit yourself skinny. Your call.” Vic laughed.

“So you disappointed you got stuck doing this with a skinny little thing like me?” Knail

“Oh no of course not.” Vic replied.

“No need for sarcasm.” Knail replied with a grin.

“Oh no I mean it. I’m more than happy to have a hardworking vet working with me then some cute but airheaded intern or new hire.” Vic replied.

“Aww that’s actually rather sweet of you.” Knail said a bit surprised.

“Well you didn’t let me finish. I was going to add and plus I won’t have to worry about getting distracted like I would if say Becky were with me.” Vic said with a sly grin.

“Haha asshole.” Knial replied hardly believing she was trading jabs with a genuine war hero and something of a celebrity.

“Well you’re the one signed up to work for said asshole so don’t blame me.” Vic retorted.

“Sorry guess I didn’t know what I was getting into. Sigh.” Knail said.

“So that everything?” Vic asked changing the subject.

“Yes sir as far as I can tell.” Knail replied.

“Hey I’m not in the service anymore and neither are you so save the sir crap for the meeting.” Vic said.

“Sorry force of habit.” Knail responded.

“Eh don’t sweat it. Now we need to get going and you're driving skinny.” Vic said.

“Wait I’m driving why?” Knial asked surprised.

“Because I said so and plus heavy traffic makes me nervous and I start driving as slow as a 150 year old. We’ll get there faster if you do it.” Vic replied.

“Um alright.” Knail said more than a tad nervous as she got behind the wheel. She’d purchased a hover car since leaving the service but she hadn’t exactly gotten readjusted to crazy home world traffic. She took public transport more often than not.

“What the badass Marine intimidated by a little traffic?” Vic chuckled.

“No just finding my bearings.” Knail snapped back.

“I’ve just never driven anything like this and I don’t want anything happening to it.” Knail replied.

“Understandable just don’t take too long finding them cause you’ll be totally bored if I have to swap places with you.” Vic replied.

“I’ll manage!” Knail snapped confidently.

“Good to hear.”Then Vic leaned his seat back and pulled a paper back novel from his satchel and started reading.

They drove in silence for twenty minutes or so before Knail decided to break it and asked.

“So whats with the paper back grandpa?” Knail said with a dry laugh.

“E readers strain my.. eyes. What that a problem?” Vic responded with a very slight grin.

“Just curious can’t remember the last time I read from one of those.” Knail said with a slight chuckle.

“Of course not. Jar heads like you are never big readers or thinkers for that mater.” Vic retorted with a smile.

Knail knew there was little arguing that one. It was a streotype sure but a fairly accurate one.

“Oh like you army boys are any more highbrow?” Knail replied sarcastically.

“Yes as a matter of fact we are. You call the Marines in for all of two things shooting and guarding. The army on the other is trained for construction, disaster relief and so on. In other words jarheads just destroy crap where as the army destroys, rebuilds, and saves lives. Plus you know I was Special Forces as right?” Vic retorted with a smug grin knowing there was little arguing with that.

“That was a low blow, ass.” Knail replied rolling her eyes.

“Low blows were my specialty. Did you expect any better?” Vic retorted with a smile referring to how he won many of his gladiator style exhibitions.

That got a smile out her as well and Knail asked “So Mr. Slaughter they really going to make a holo film based on your book?”

“Uh you know I really never liked that stupid name the billing people stuck me with. Sounds like an ancient wrestler or something. But last I heard they pulled the plug on it.” Vic answered.

“Oh really? That’s too bad. Sorry.” Knail responded.

“Eh just as well. They probably would have had some tall pretty boy cast as me and turn it into a propaganda piece.” Vic responded with a half smile.

“Well it would throw off audiences a bit to see what a little guy you are.” Knail said with a laugh.

“Oh really I’d have never guessed.” Vic replied sarcastically.

“Just saying.” Knail replied with a smile.

“Well I’m sure if you have to entertain our potential clients any they’ll be “thrown off” that you’re a scrawny little thing instead of a curvy office hottie.” Vic said returning the jab.

“Hey shorty, who you calling scrawny! Just feel this?” Knail exclaimed now gripping the wheel with one hand and giving her other bicep a flex.

“At ease marine I believe you. I suppose I should have said skinny then.” Vic chuckled.

“That’s better. If you're going to insult me at least do it properly. By the way you should watch those propaganda remarks. If I was an ISS suck up I could get you in trouble after a few more remarks like that.” Knial replied.

“Well I’m sure your not a suck up to what did I hear you call them one day at the office ”porky bullies?” Besides you know what I mean.” Vic retorted.

“No I’m not sure I do. I mean we were the good guys right?” Knail said interested to hear the opinion of someone that was there during some of the Corp Worlds bloodiest campaigns of the past decade.

“Well yeah of course we were. It’s just that’s the thing about war is both sides always think that and it’s for the history books to decide if you read my book it wasn’t hateful just told it how it was. Any film version would surely be some one sided propaganda piece that did a disservice to everyone that was there.” Vic replied.

“Yeah that does make sense.” Knail said in total agreement.

“Yep plus I may yet get another five minutes of fame.” Vic replied.

“How so?” Knial inquired.

“Theree in serious talks about making a film about the battle of Sullust and if they do I’m going to be hired as a consultant and maybe play a very small role.” Vic said.

“WOW that’s freaking awesome!” Knial exclaimed.

“Yeah hopefully. To be honest though I wouldn’t hate never having to think about that one again.” Vic sighed.

“Yeah that was umm a hard one wasn’t it.” Knial replied.

“They're all hard ones.” Vic sighed before asking “So you ever see any action?”

“No I did some occupation duty which was mostly quiet. Worse I ever did was break up a few protests and help apprehend a few rebels and criminals in hiding. Never had to fire at or get fired on fortunately. If I’m being honest that was a big part of why I left the service. I know there was a big chance of my next tour being in a hot zone.” Knial explained.

“Smart and lucky really. Wish I could have gone that route.” Vic said starkly.

“Come on don’t talk like that. You’ve got that badass rep as a God of the Arena and terror of rebel systems to maintain.” Knail said trying to be cheerful.

Vic let out a dry laugh and said “You know if I’d have never done so well in those stupid arena exhibitions I’d never have even had to be a so called war hero.”

“What do you mean?” Knail asked afraid she’d stumbled into a subject that she shouldn’t have but really interested in what he had to say.

“You can’t perform that well in the arena then expect other soldiers to go out there and do it for real. That’s why there are so few arena “champions” still around. The more wins they accumulate the more real action you're expected to see by your fellow troops. If I’d have never tried to make a name for myself there I could have just done my tour, likely a quiet one, then done something else with my life.” Vic replied.

Crap, I better change the subject quick before he gets upset Knail thought to herself being unable to even imagine the horrors he had probably seen and was dwelling on thanks to this turn in the conversation.

“Sorry I really shouldn’t have brought this up. I’m sure it just brings up a bunch of crap you’d rather not think about. Let’s just talk about something else.” Knail sweetly.

“No its fine don’t think anything of it … just how about we talk about you for a bit ok?” Vic said with a smile but looking very uncomfortable.

“Sure” Knial replied as reassuringly as she could.
 

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Another awesome chapter...really love the character development and can't wait for more :)
 

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Finally they arrived at their hotel a little while later. As they started to make their way to the front desk with their things Knail was very impressed. The place wasn’t quite five star corp executive accommodations but it was light years closer than she ever expected to get to that.

After making it up to their side by side rooms Vic gave her the key to hers and Knail couldn’t help but reply with a wicked grin “Seems like such a waste to get two rooms sure you don’t want to go back and take mine off the company account and we just room toghether?”

The prospect put a big smile on Vic’s face and he seemed to contemplate it but said “Considering your such a skinny thing that’s a pretty damn tempting offer but I like my privacy and the company can afford it.”

“Hump your loss.” Knail said slightly sedictively

“Don’t worry if I get lonely I know where you are.” Vic answered with a grin.

“Asshole.” Knail replied with a laugh.

“So I’m told anyway I’ve got a dossier for you to go over so get settled in unwind for a bit start looking it over then we can grad dinner in a few hours or so.” Vic answered handing her the files.

“Aww your no fun.” Knail said jokingly before heading into her room.
Once inside she let out and almost audible wow upon realizing the suite was just short of the size of her apartment. She plopped down on the bed spread out and got comfortable. She laid their utterly content until she rolled over and spied the jacuzzi. God that looks heavenly she thought and in a short while she was up to her neck in hot water and bubbles with the jets on full force while periodically uses a dry hand to finger through the files. All she needed was a few drinks and she’d have been content to stay there all night but to her annoyance Vic texted her about an hour and a half later asking if she was ready for dinner. She sighed and replied she could be shortly and started draining the water.

It was times like this that she was more glad then usual that she kept her hair short as it was dry in short order and she was ready to head out with him in no time flat.

“So like your room?” He asked upon meeting her in the hallway.

“Like I LOVE it I’ve been in the jacuzzi like this whole time.” She giggled.

“Nice hope you found time to go through those papers during your relaxation though.” Vic said with an amused smile.

“Don’t worry I did. Knail said reassuringly.

“Happy to hear it. Now I hope your scrawny ass has a decent appetite cause the food here’s amazing and the company’s paying.” Vic chuckled.
To Knail’s surprise her tummy let out a rumble upon hearing that which she hoped Vic didn’t notice.

“Eh I could eat.” She replied nonchalantly.

Then they made it to the hotel’s restaurant and Knail immediately felt out of place and underdressed. The place was literally the classiest she had ever sat in and she couldn’t believe Vic hadn’t dressed up for dinner.
Upon sitting down she immediately excused herself to the restroom to freshen up and reassure herself that no one was paying them any attention despite their sticking out like sore thumbs. After finishing she took a deep breath told herself no one was judging them and she should enjoy herself and returned to the table. After sitting down she started to pick up her menu but realized it was no longer there.

Vic grinned and said “Sorry already ordered for you.”

“What why?” Knail exclaimed.

“Cause the company’s paying if you don’t like it we’ll just send it back.

That’s not going to happen though cause the food is amazing.” Vic replied.

“You better be right I’ll be embarrassed as hell if I have to do that.” Knail said far from amused by what he had done.

“Trust me you’ll love it besides seeing as we’re on the companies dime I figured I’d ensure you ate well skinny.” Vic chuckled.

“Ass ever consider, I didn’t want to end up looking like some corporate candyass?” Knail lamented.

“Oh calm down you’ll thank me once you try it. Plus you can afford to indulge a little that bonyass of yours isn’t going anywhere.” He chuckled.

Knail was going to keep arguing but the waiter returned with their wine forcing her to bite her tongue. Instead she decided to jab at him another way.

“Oh wine this is starting to feel like a date. What would your porky lady friends think if they saw this?” She giggled.

“Date? You wish.” Vic chuckled.

“Actually it’s time for us to do some work you got your files I gave you?” Vic asked.

“Yeah in my purse.” Knail answered.

“Good we have some stuff to go over.” Vic said.

Then for the next half hour they discussed the sales pitch their possible client’s profiles and history and so on while sipping their wine. Then their food arrived. Vic’s was a simple order a smallish steak no trimmings. Then it was followed by a huge platter.

“Shit that’s not mine is it?” Knail said to herself.

And of course it was they placed the pile of food before Knail and as soon as it’s delicious aroma entered her nose much of her anger slipped away.
“There is no way I can eat all this!” Knail exclaimed.

Vic just shrugged “It's not my money so I don’t really care one way or another. But I bet after you get started you’ll change your mind.” He grinned.

Seeing little point in arguing further Knail just sighed and took the first bite. From the moment she took her first bite the orgasmic flavors exploded in her mouth and she was in absolute heaven. After what only felt like a few seconds but must have been much longer she looked down and realized she had made more than half of her gigantic platter disappear. Upon making the realization her stomach went from ravenous to feeling as though it would burst. She dropped her silverware on the plate and her hands instinctively began rubbing her now stuffed stomach.

Oh my god she couldn’t believe she had eaten so much her brain screamed but it had felt so good that she had trouble regretting it. She just hopped she didn’t go busting or ripping her pants as they now felt painted on around the waist.

“Wow I must say for a skinny thing you can really put it away.” Vic laughed.

“Damn it you were right about that being amazing uh I really didn’t want to make a pig out of myself like that.” Knail sighed.

“Aww don’t go complaining about it now you looked happy as hell while you were eating it.” Vic chuckled.

“Yeah I was happy until I realized what you made me do to myself Christ my stomach feels like it’s going to burst!” Knail lamented.

“I hope it doesn’t cause dessert will be here shortly.” Vic said with a wicked grin.

“Dessert? Hell no that’s where I draw the line. I can’t eat another bite even if I wanted to.” Knail declared.

“Eh wonder if you’ll say that after you see it.” Vic said.

“No I mean it I’m done.” Knail huffed.

“We shall see.” Vic replied.

Then right on cue the server placed a beautiful chocolate soufflé between them. Knail took one look not to mention smell of it and her mouth was all but watering.

“I suggest you try it hun. Unless you get a promotion or two I don’t see you being able to afford food like this again for quite some time. Plus you should see yourself right now I can tell you want it bad.” Vic said to her.
Suddenly Knail felt like her stomach could hold a little more.

“God you’re absolutely evil you know that?” Knail answered.

“Haha I’ve lived with doing worse.” He replied more than a tad morbidly.

Half an hour later every last bit of the soufflé was gone and Knail had never
felt more stuffed in her entire life.

“You know I think you may have missed your calling.” Vic said before taking another sip of his drink.

“What do you mean?” Knail asked.

“Well your tough enjoy working out and you’ve got a hell of an appetite I bet you could have made a solid Powerball player. “ He chuckled.

Being a little drunk Knail pondered that for a second he had a point there a small one anyway. She tried to picture herself as one of those supersized but tough as nails chicks grinding it out in that brutal yet exhilarating sport. The image didn’t come easy but being one of those large but still badass chicks held far more appeal than ending up a lazy candy ass like say Allison.

“Haha think so huh?” Knail asked.

“Sure if you handled marine pt you could handle Powerball no sweat. Of course I’d feel sorry for the trainer and nutritionist who got tasked with bulking you up though they’d have quite the project ahead of them.” Vic laughed.

“Yeah I’m like a third of the size of those ladies.” Knail giggled.

“Yeah seriously.” Vic chuckled.

“Oh course god if I keep eating like this that gap is sure to narrow.” Knail replied.

“Aww don’t tease me.” Vic answered.

“Right back at you.” Knail answered.

That put a big smile on his face but then he glanced at his phone.
“Shit it’s getting late lets finish these last drinks and get to bed. We’ve got to be up early and rehearse are pitch at least one more time before the meeting.” Vic answered.

“Boo sure you don’t want to come back to my room for a bit or vice versa?” Knail said a tad surprised she was being so forward must have been the strong drinks.

“As tempted as I am to break a precedent we really shouldn’t plus your drunk wouldn’t want to take advantage of you.” He joked.

Knail snorted “Good excuse ass you’re just not very interested.”

“Your words not mine.” He chuckled.

A bit later they finished their drinks and made their way to their rooms. Vic surprised her a bit by initiating a hug and rather sweetly telling her to sleep good and that he knew she’d kickass with him tomorrow.

Maybe he really did just think they had not time kill this evening? She found herself wondering briefly followed by screw him his lose anyway. Then she skimmed over the files one last time then crashed in literally the most comfortable bed she’d ever touched.
 

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Knail slept amazingly and was more than a little ticked when her alarm began blaring. But she got up belted through a quick work out of sit ups pushups and a few minutes of core position hoping to lessen the damage from last night. Then she started getting ready.

In no time flat she was completely put together and dressed in her stylish outfit of heels a white skirt black shirt and white jacket. Her hair was perfectly gelled into place and the final touch was arranging her dog tags to show on her neckline. Then she grabbed her phone to ask Vic if he was ready and wanted to go over their pitch over breakfast.

The phone rang and rang with no answer. She figured maybe he was in the bathroom and gave him a few minutes then called back again nothing.
Suddenly she remembered Stacy’s warning about travel bothering his war wounds. It then took every ounce of her will power to stop the oh crap she was screaming in her head from becoming audible.

She then started pounding on his door asking what was wrong. Then finally her phone rang and it was him.

She heard him cough several times before saying “I’m so sorry Knail but I can’t do this I feel like absolute crap.”

“What? No we have to do this! Just let me in we’ll give you your medicine and I’ll help you get ready.” Knail replied.

He coughed again and said “I… I just can’t it’ll be ok I’ll take full responsibility you won’t get in trouble I swear.”

“That’s not the problem! I’m on thin ice already I freaking need this to happen without some brownie points or I’m liable to be gone before I know it. And if that happens I’ve got few other options than re-enlist and probably find myself in some hell hole!” Knail barked.

Vic sighed and said “I really don’t want anyone to see me like this.”

“Tough. Let me in we’ll get you ready and looking decent and we’ll get through this together. You do all this veterans benefit crap? Well here’s a vet right freaking in front of you that needs your help now.” Knail barked back remembering the tone she’d take when given leadership roles.

Vic sighed and in little more than whispered “Come in. Its unlocked. “

Knail stepped inside and suddenly realized why he didn’t want anyone to see him like this because he looked like hell. He was shirtless and clothed in only a pair of gym shorts showing off the full damage he’d suffered from years in the arena’s and frontlines.

She’d been right about his off colored eye being a prosthetic as he was currently wearing an eye patch and she could see the prosthetic in a glass next to the bed. That wasn’t all the damage though with his shirt off Knail could see his deeply chiseled and muscular chest.

Distracting from his muscles and tattoos though were a variety of scars some deep and some very faint from cover-up surgeries. She needn’t even ask about those as it was obvious he’d been shot stabbed and everything in between multiple times. What surprised her most was his other damage.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands resting on his knees. She now realized that three fingers on his left hand, all but his index and thumb had also been prosthetics, and were currently resting beside his eye. Most gruesome of all though was his left leg it wasn’t there.

Knail hadn’t had the faintest idea of it as he’d always been in pants but from the knee down his left leg was gone and his ultra high tech prosthetic was laying on the floor.

Knail had been prepared to yell at him more but then saw his predicament and her heart sunk.

“Oh my I had no idea.” She gasped.

“Yeah that was the point.” He growled.

She then grabbed his meds from the bathroom and said “Here just take this and let’s get you umm put back together.”

“The pills don’t do crap and I can’t be put back together. My nerves are too freaking shot for that.” He replied.

“What do you mean?” Knail asked.

He sighed and said “This stuffs cutting edge but it’s not perfect. These things give you life like control and feeling but they do it by attaching to your still existing nerve endings. If you leave them attached too long you’re under a lot of stress, or it’s just your unlucky day your nerves get to burnt to attach them without excruciating pain.”

“That’s ok just take two of these to reduce the pain enough for us to go out and I’ll have the hotel employees get us some crutches. I’ll help you get around we’ll make it to the meeting and everything will be fine.” Knail said trying to sound reassuring.

“No. Even if the pills numb the pain enough for that I’m not going anywhere?” Vic said strongly.

“What why!” Knail suddenly barked back her frustration returning.

“Because I’m a damn cripple without this stuff. I’m not letting anyone see me this way.” Vic barked.

“Wait that’s it? That’s why we aren’t going?” Knail asked almost laughing.

“I don’t see what’s so damn funny.” Vic replied.

“Why you of course.” Knail said laughing a bit more.

“What the hell’s that supposed to mean?” Vic asked now sounding pissed off.

“It means that’s all that’s the problem. All the crap you’ve be through fights you’ve won, battles you’ve fought in, and people you’ve saved and this, this is what you’re afraid of? You’re embarrassed of some injuries and are afraid of how people will look at you? Tough tiyy! Now get up!” Knail barked at him like she was talking to a raw recruit.

Vic looked hurt as hell for a second then grinned ever so slightly and said “You know I could have you fired for talking to me like that.”

“So what? I’m fired anyway if you don’t grow a pair and get ready. Or what you those on the fritz too?” She said slightly angrily.

“Fine just give me those useless pills and get me some damn crutches.” Vic barked back.

He took his pills then Knail’s voice warmed back up and she asked if he needed help making it to the bathroom?

“No! I’m not that freaking useless.” He barked then got up bracing one arm on either the furniture or the wall as he hopped and wobbled to the bathroom.

Knail waited until the door shut behind him then rushed down to the lobby to ask the desk attendant if they had crutches or could get them some for the right price. Luckily the attendant only had to fetch some from the supply closet.

By the time she made it back to Vic’s room she was happy to see he had gone a long way toward making himself presentable. He’d bathed, shaved, and had his long hair looking fairly professional in a ponytail and was currently sitting on the edge of the bed buttoning his black shirt.

“Good, you’re about ready.” Knail said feeling relieved.

“Yeah just help me with these damn buttons please.” He asked sounding a bit puny.

She bent down and realized his hands were trembling from the pain leading to his difficulty. After she got that done she handed him the crutches to brace himself with and she helped him put on his tie and pin stripe jacket.

“Feeling better?” Knail asked sweetly.

“Starting to.” He answered rubbing the synapse plugs on his left hand where his prosthetics went.

“So we ready to do this? Knail asked.

“I guess but look at me? Like they're even going to take us seriously.” He said looking at his eye patch in the mirror.

“Oh hush don’t be a dumbass. This all but guarantees they take the deal?” Knail said.

“What, how so?” Vic asked.

“Like they’re going to have the heart to say no to a wounded war hero who went through hell to make it to the meeting.” Knail answered.

That put a smile on Vic’s face “Good point.”

“Damn right it is.” Knail replied with a smirk.

“Thank you so much.” Vic said to her sweetly.

“What for?” Knail asked.

“You were right I was just feeling sorry for myself and that would have hurt your career which would have been horrible of me.” Vic answered.

“You can thank me after they sign the deal. If that doesn’t happen you still wasted my time.” Knail replied jokingly.

Vic smiled “And you said I was the asshole.”

“Eh takes one to know one I suppose. Now lets’ get going.” Knail replied.

Making it there took a little doing but once there Knial’s prediction proved right though. No way were they going to shot down a wounded vet who had been forced to show up minus his prosthetics. Not to mention his having such a pretty albeit thin and well read personal assistant was a major help.

Come Monday Knail reported straight to Stacy’s office.

“So Vic tells me you two dodged a bullet on this one?” Stacy asked.

“Yeah umm his injures acted up like you warned but I think everything turned out alright.” Knail said a tad nervously.

“That it did.” Stacy said with a warm smile. “And Victor gave you full credit too.”

“So where’s that put me as far as job security goes?” Knail asked.

“Well with no screw ups and a little luck that just secured your place here. Or worse case the higher ups are off your back a few more months.” Stacy said.

“Thank goodness. That’s reassuring to hear.” Knail said relaxing a bit.

“Oh and one more thing. You’re getting a bonus out of this, with Vic’s compliments.” Then Stacy handed Knail an extremely fat check and her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

Maybe she hadn’t won her war for corporate job security but she’d certainly won an important and lucrative battle.
 

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Just re-read your latest and I can honestly say this is fine work. Not false praise at all - I love how you develop Vic and Knail's character and I absolutely love how Knail gets Vic back up and running. It also shows your a first class writer. Lots of us can write basic weight gain stuff but the real trick is building in characters with real motivations, flaws, personalities and the rest. My rule is it has to be a decent plot and interesting characters even if you took the weight element out. You really have done that with Knail and her support characters and this is a great story!
 

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Just re-read your latest and I can honestly say this is fine work. Not false praise at all - I love how you develop Vic and Knail's character and I absolutely love how Knail gets Vic back up and running. It also shows your a first class writer. Lots of us can write basic weight gain stuff but the real trick is building in characters with real motivations, flaws, personalities and the rest. My rule is it has to be a decent plot and interesting characters even if you took the weight element out. You really have done that with Knail and her support characters and this is a great story!
As always much higher praise then I deserve
 

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Ch 11

The following two months were rather amazing ones for Knail. Her numbers had perked up a bit and she was starting to feel at ease with her job especially now that the higher ups had her almost solely to thank for Vic’s sale. As far as she was concerned this was exactly what she hoped returning to civilian life would be like. Her job was a bit demanding but no longer feeling unbearable. Plus she was growing use to the corporate environment and office setting. She was on friendly terms with most everyone there and was feeling like a real part of the team.

She was becoming fast friends with Becky as well as enjoying Allison’s company quite a bit. Not to mention the number of friendly acquaintances she had amassed at the local veteran friendly gym and bars. Perhaps best of all though was the killing she was making. She couldn’t believe how well this place paid even at an entry level post like hers. Hell she was even looking at taking her first vacation since she was a teenager.

If not for two things bugging her she’d have been completely happy. The first and less important of the two was Vic. She’d rather enjoyed her weekend with him in spite of their near disaster. Truth be told she rather wished she could do something like that with him again especially if he could be persuaded as she thought she almost had before of making it a more intimate experience. To her annoyance she’d seen very little of him since the trip though. Despite being a skinny woman in a big woman’s world here she wasn’t exactly lacking in male attention but she half wished she could have another shot at him.

More important though was that her weight had been bothering her. With her feeling less stress from her job she hadn’t gained any more or at least not more than a pound or two. What had her worried though was how stubbornly these new pounds had stuck. She thought she was doing well she’d managed to rein in her eating despite Allison and the others constant attempts at sabotage and she was working out about as much as she could hope to yet still the new pounds were sticking.

She could just hardly believe it no matter how she mixed things up at the gym the number on the scale just would not budge an inch. As things were now it wasn’t a huge issue to most the handful of pounds were hardly noticeable and she wasn’t hating her slightly rounder butt and perkier breasts but it was a somewhat scary precedent. If something didn’t give then this meant that anything she put on wasn’t going away. If she wasn’t careful she could lose the tough as nails body she’d worked so hard for. And if she let her muscles go to soft then well what was the point of even trying? She may as well just let herself blow up like Allison in that case.

But even as she was putting on a pair of pants that had gone from loose to unnaturally snug over the past few months she fought to bury the worry. Things were looking up now and she was happy why ruin it for herself.

Then without warning her calm and enjoyment of her job security came crashing down. One day after beginning work her and those around her were called into a meeting room with Stacy and Leslie. Knail cheerful demeanor sank as she caught the looks on their grave faces. It was then that they dropped a bomb shell. Someone in the department had screwed up and screwed up big time. Worse said screw up had gone unnoticed for far too long allowing a number of dominos to come crashing down.

Their department was looking like a laughing stock compared to the others only the higher ups weren’t laughing. As Stacy and Leslie launched into a tirade she fully expected to be weighing her options between reenlistment and the ISS by week’s end but she wasn’t quite that unfortunate at least not quite. By week’s end virtually everyone behind her on the totem pole was gone along with a few of the older works not known to for their productivity.

She however was spared or at least that’s what she hopped as she sweated it out in Stacy’s office. Finally Stacy sat down infront of her and Knail said.

“Just level with me am I going to find myself thrown out on my ass now or very soon as well?”

“To be honest its still a bit up in the air at the moment hun.” Stacy replied sounding a touch reassuring.

“So may making that sale with Vic not count for much any more?” Knail asked.

“To be honest that’s the only reason your still here.” Stacy responded.

“Oh, so where do I go from here?” Knail asked.

“Do you know director Sinclair?” Stacy asked.

“I don’t know him but I know who your referring to.” She answered.

“Well I managed to convience him to let you do some work for him. If he stays satisfied with you your safe you let him down your gone its as simple as that at this point.” Stacy answered.

“Whats he expect me to do for him?” Knail asked praying it wasn’t anything outside of her capabilities.

“Nothing to challenging. One of his personal assistants just got promoted and I convinced him to give you the spot. He’ll be doing a variety of projects this quarter and just needs another pair of hands a few days a week. It shouldn’t be anything to over your head. Your going to be fine I'm betting hun.” Stacy replied.

“Let me guess theres a but though right?” Knail asked.

“Umm yes unfortunately. I’ll level with you he’s less interested in a hard worker and more interested in replacing lost eye candy.” Stacy informed her.

“Then why does he want my skinny ass?” Knail asked.

“And that’s the but I hope you can deal with. He thinks you’re a very attractive young lady “

“But?” Knail said interrupting her.

“But he thinks you’d be much more attractive with some meat on your bones.” Stacy said.

Knail’s heart sank

“And if I don’t gain any?” Knail asked.

“It’s anyone’s guess maybe he’ll warm up to you and not care. I wouldn’t bet anything I didn’t want to lose on it though. Stacy answered.

“Great so I have to gain weight to amuse some sexiest asshole or find myself unemployed.” Knail sighed.

“Well it’s not that cut and dry but that’s kind of what it amounts to. Look at it as an opportunity though it comes with a bit of a raise and working under him will mostly be easier then what you’re doing now.” Stacy said trying to cheer her up.

“I guess I don’t have much damn choice.” Knail grumbled.

“Well I’m not trying to insult you but I told you before you started her when push comes to shove you’d have to get by on either your brains or looks and well…. Besides it’s just some weight if you don’t like it you can always lose it later.” Stacy said.

“Yeah like it’ll just be that easy.” Knail sighed.

“Well it’ll be easer then reenlisting wouldn’t it?” Stacy said

“Yeah you’ve got me there.” Knail said unenthusiastically.

“Good then we don’t have an issue do we?” Stacy said.

“No ma’am.” Knail said.

Then Stacy said “For what it’s worth I didn’t want it to come to this for you but you’ve just got to play the shitty hand your dealt now.”

“Yeah I understand.” Knail said.

After leaving her office Knail went to the bathroom drove her powerful arm into the hand dryer denting it and mumbled “Yeah it is a shitty hand alright.”

Then Knail thought back a few years to when she had enlisted. She’d made a conscious effort then to transform herself from a scrawny teenager to the badass marine she was now. Weather she liked it or not she supposed she could transform herself again. She didn’t like it a damn bit though.
 

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“Seriously you’re going to start working for Sinclair a few days a week?” Allison inquired.

“Yeah and Stacy told me keeping him happy was basically the only way I’d get to working here too.” Knail added.

“Damn I’m so sorry hun I hate that this damn mix up hurt you as well. If not for it you’d be well on your way to a cushy promotion.” Allison replied.

“Yeah it’s a bunch of bull shit.” She huffed. “So have you ever worked with him I don’t really know anything about him?” Knail inquired.

“Working under him was actually my first job here.” Allison answered.

“Seriously? What’s he like?” Knail asked.

“Oh you know typical high ranking old corporate fart tall skinny clean cut and enough cosmetic surgeries that he looks a couple decades younger then he really is. He’s a bit of an ass and a bit of a perv but he’s really not that bad to work under. If you can ignore a few vulgar comments here and there he’s actually kind of nice pays well and he isn’t terribly demanding with his work.” Allison answered.

“That doesn’t sound so bad. Stacy told me he’s a lot more interested in replacing lost eye candy then in a hard worker though.” Knail lamented.

“Yeah that sounds like him. God I gained so much weight working under him!” Allison exclaimed with a laugh.

“God don’t tell me that shit.” Knail sighed.

“Sorry hun just being honest. Yeah he likes to get the thinner new hires and encourage them to gain. He treats his assistants and secretaries to lunch all the time and when he does he expects them to eat, he leaves food around the work place for them, and he makes it pretty clear which ones are up for bonuses and whose not. I probably packed on fifty pounds working under him before my promotion.” Allison said.

“God damn it so I really have to do this to myself to amuse some old asshole.” Knail huffed.

“Well you don’t exactly have to but if you want to guarantee your spot here, well it’s recommended.” Allison said.

“What a bunch of bullshit.” Knail mumbled.

“Sorry hun I know you don’t like it but come on its just a little weight you really hate it so much you can lose it later. I mean you’re a badass ex marine right sure you can.” Allison said reassuringly.

“Yeah I guess. Doesn’t mean I like it a damn bit though.”Knail agreed grudgingly.

The talk of weight made Knail look Allison over a bit. She wasn’t struggling to hold 300 anymore that was obvious. A while back she’d mentioned that once she platitude there she’d be done trying to gain further but it seemed her body had decided it wasn’t done after all because she was clearly inching her way past her former goal. Knail would never say Allison wasn’t a stunning woman but at the same time it was just goodness! The tough curvy marine Knail had served with had been replaced by a totally pampered corporate cream puff. And while Knail wasn’t about to say it she figured Allison better get a handle on herself because if she kept this up or ever got pregnant or something she’d be in pretty dire need of some mobile assist implants. Knail could just hardly believe it in just what three years give or take her friend had gone from badass to fatass and fate seemed to be nudging her to follow in Allisons footsteps. What complete and utter bullshit she thought for not the first or last time.

Then in a few short days she was seated before Director Sinclair learning about her new jobs. As he yapped away Knail remembered how uncomfortable she felt around these types. Being around these rich old bastards was just so weird. They made so much money they could keep their bodies going for a ridiculously long time without quite looking their age. As a result Sinclair was built like most corporate types tall and thin perhaps athletic as far as golf, racket ball or whatever not truly strenuous sports these rich bastards were into was. His short hair was slicked back and was snow white. His face though had been through so many cosmetic surgeries that he had the face of more like an early 50s year old than the 90 or was it 100? That he really was.

It was just so weird he looked relatively young but his mannerisms, slang, and the way he carried himself just screamed 90 year old yet he looked maybe 50 years younger if you ignored the white hair and white pencil thin moustache. It just made her skin crawl it was so weird like being seated across from a freaking vampire.

He laid out her responsibilities and she was happy to hear they weren’t too difficult. Then he told her another of his assistants would show her to her office in his section of the building and then before she got up he added “And you’ll find some donuts on your desk treat yourself you look hungry dear.”

With that note she fought the urge to make an audible sigh and barely succeeded in suppressing it. Then a cheery faced and extremely plus sized young lady appeared to escort her to the office. Knail looked her over and what Allison had said about Sinclair’s taste in secretaries was extremely accurate. This young lady was BIG quite likely Allison’s size tipping the scales at the lower 300s.

She was the complete stereotype of an overfed corporate hottie. Even Knail had to admit she was a looker but Christ she was big with uber curves gigantic boobs, hips, butt, and god that belly.

“God and that’s what they want me to turn into.” She thought subtly shaking her head.

The supersized cutie introduced herself as Liz Europa and chatted at her incessantly as she led Knail to her office. Upon reaching it Knail was a tad impressed. It wasn’t big or really even nice but it was in fact an office thus a noticeable step up from her previous cubicle.

Then her amusement subsided when she noticed the damn box of doughnuts Sinclair had mentioned.

“Mmmm bear claw.” Liz said opening the box and letting the delicious aroma fill the office.

“Yeah they smell awesome.” Knail replied.

“And taste even better I trust.” The big gal said a touch longingly.

“It’s too bad though I had a big breakfast why do you take a few then offer the rest to the other ladies?” Knail suggested.

Liz then frowned and said “Sorry honey there yours no pawning them off on us. I can tell you’re a real fitness type but if you want to make it here that involves putting some meat on your scrawny ass. Or at the very least acting like your open to it.”

Knail rolled her eyes and not wanting to actually argue Liz began wiggle waddling her way out the door her gigantic ass attracting all kinds of attention to itself as she did so. Knail then began working as she did the delicious smell of the bear claws kept bugging her. Eventually she sighed and began eating one. Damn these things are good she thought making quick work of it. She then resumed working but it wasn’t long before that damn smell started tempting her again. “May as well just ask Allison to start giving me her old cloths cause if I keep this up I’m going to freaking need them.” Knail thought.
 

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Ch 13

Knail stepped into the gym. It wasn’t some fancy fitness suite designed for executives or a candy ass gym for fat, rich Corps but rather a proper workout gym. It was full of the kind of people who pumped the iron hard and knew how to do it. There was a noise of booming music, a constant thud of weights being lifted and dropped, grunts of exertion and a smell of sweat. Most of the gym goers sported tattoos and there was a mix of wiry vets running their old military routines, ISS staff sporting big muscles and even bigger bellies and every kind of sports jock and jockette.

It was a place Knail felt far more at home in than the corporate office where she worked. The former space marine brooded over that point for a moment. Things weren’t working out for her in the corporate world and Stacy had just dropped the bomb shell that at this point her status as eye candy would count more toward her staying employed then her job performance. And their definition of eye candy required she gain some considerable weight. Years of training hard as a marine and Knail just couldn’t face the thought of getting fat and lazy. Hence she’d found herself in the gym that evening. Checking out the joint she walked toward the free weights area.

Her attention soon focused on two chicks pumping some serious iron. They were in amazing shape. Tall, in their early twenties and seriously thick and buffed meaning they had to be Powerball chicks. They were both carrying plenty of extra weight but it wasn’t like they had let themselves get fat. More like they were working to some exact muscle to fat ratio set by their coach. Their form was perfect; slow and steady on the weights downward movement followed by a rapid punch up. Exactly how you would train a Powerball player to explode out of their stance. The girls were big, hefty and carried plenty of extra pork but they looked tough, athletic and kick ass.

Hmm could that be a look she could get behind Knail found herself wondering? It sure beat basic eye candy. Knail watched them punch out perfect squats to shoulder press in a single fluid movement. They moved as an almost exact unit. They even looked similar; the same thick builds and spiky short hair. One had a golden red color and the other was blonde.
Knail continued to admire them. They each boasted massive tree trunk like legs that looked more solid than they did soft. Massive child bearing hips as well as seriously beefy butts. Their over fed bellies poked out beneath their tight tank tops. But Knail had to concede that their bellies while inflated looked firm more like one semi solid muscle then your typical fat chicks belly. Their breasts were large but on their frames they didn’t seem comically so like some of Knail’s coworkers. And most appealing to Knail was their broad powerful shoulders and massive arms that bulged with veiny muscle. Yeah even by Knail’s standards these chicks were 100 percent bad ass.

Then Knail made a half smile “They wanted her bigger maybe if she buddied up with these chicks she’d show them bigger alright.”

After punching out ten reps each they dropped the weights, red head running a hand across the muscle burn in her bicep and blonde parking her massive ass on the bench. Both looked across at Knail. They were sizing her up. Both had cocky, confident smiles on their faces. “Nice moves girls” said Knail “keep it up and you might make the marines yet.”
They both looked a little confused. Smiles fading just slightly. Red head said: “We’re Lady Pioneers.”

“You don’t look like ladies to me” said Knail. That earned her a laugh from the two jockette’s.

The tension eased. They’d sized Knail up and decided she belonged. True, she didn’t have their sheer bulk but she had the stance of an ex-marine and despite softening up some since arriving home still had the wiry, muscular frame.

“Never seen you here before you new to town?” said blondie. “

Yeah, or rather back after touring the galaxy. My names Knail.”

“Kasey” said the redhead.

“ Taylor ” said blonde.

“Awesome to meet ya.” “So you’re like ex marines or something?” said Kasey.

“Yeah, I was Space Marines combat division” said Knail with a hint of satisfaction.

“Wow!! So do you know Vic?” asked Kasey.

“Yeah, he works where I do” said Knail “but we never served together.”

“Vic’s awesome!” declared Taylor. “We hang out loads at Touchdown’s bar and Vic’s like always there telling cool stories and stuff” said Kasey.

“Yeah, and most are true” said Knail.

“Yeah we kinda figured that out when he totally kicked some like totally freaking huge guys ass and never even like broke a sweat…”

On the topic of Vic the two jockette’s exchanged glances. Knail remembered what Stacy had said back at the office. “…he also likes them tough he dates like some of the biggest toughest ISS girls and D line Powerball players the city has to offer. So just another reason for you to
think about kissing that skinny figure of yours good bye and bulking up.”
Maybe Vic had been chasing those two chunks? Heck, if you were into big, tough chicks with some extra meat on their bones Kasey and Taylor were close to total ten’s. Knail was straight and even she thought they were kinda hot. She thought about her gym routine.

Originally she’d planned on punching out her marine training routine of rapid fire cardio mixed in with endurance work. But maybe she should switch routines and copy the two chunks routine? They would be doing high weights, low reps and big breaks between reps. Perfect for bulking but not losing weight. “

You girls okay if I share the bench with ya?”

“Sure” nodded Kasey “but…”

“I’m not gonna try do your weights or anything crazy but I’m kinda thinking more about bulking right now.”

“Lift big, eat big” declared Taylor. “

Hell yeah!” added Kasey.

Knail smiled to herself. These two were the stereotype dumb jockette’s alright but they seemed kind of cool and they sure as hell could lift. They may also make for good role models if Knail was serious about what she had been thinking about before talking to them.

Lifting just shy of half their amounts Knail followed them routine by routine. After four sets of face pulls Kasey and Taylor took bottles of Maxi Gain shake out of their kit bags.

“You got any Maxi gain?” Kasey panted

“No why?” Knail asked.

“Can’t bulk up without Maxi gain stuff does miracles.” Taylor said between breaths.

Then they threw Knail an extra bottle. “Drink this” said a breathless Kasey.

“Ummm…okay, thanks!” Kanil looked down at the Maxi Gain bottle. It was yellow colored, banana flavor and promised: Hard Gainer Extreme! Muscle and Strength – the MOST POWERFUL Shake for the SERIOUS GAINER!!!
Exhausted ,her muscles burning and dripping with sweat Knail didn’t question it. The two massive Powerball jockette’s were gulping the stuff down so she followed suit. “Uuuuggghhh…” It didn’t taste good. A thick, sweet, gooey substance with a slight taste of banana.

“Just neck it real quick” shouted Taylor .

“Yeah.” Knail looked at the Maxi Gainer shake and shrugged. The food in the space marines hadn’t exactly been gourmet standard. She could cope with it no problem. Particularly if it helped with the body was now contemplating building. Shrugging she gulped the drink down and turned back to the weights.

Eventually with the workout over they headed out of the gym into the parking lot. Knail fist pumped the two and said: “Thanks a lot that was bad ass girls”.

“No worries babe, Space Marines are badass.” “

You girls here often?” asked Knail.

Kasey and Taylor laughed, struck a pose and flexed their bulging biceps.
Knail laughed too. “Point taken, I’ll see you around!”

“Sure” nodded Taylor. “Hey, we hang at Touchdown’s so it’d be really cool if you made it there sometimes and we could like…”

“Yeah, totally” nodded Knail “ Here’s my number hit me up some time and I’ll be there!” Knail said handing them a business card then she headed to her car.

As she buckled up she thought about Taylor and Kasey they struck her as your typical jockette’s tough but not exceptionally bright. Then again she’d been told the same thing about herself more than once so she had no room to talk. More importantly they seemed cool and friendly enough. Her new work friends were nice and all but she was missing the company of chicks a little more like herself. Powerball players sure weren’t vets but they often fell within the same personality type.

Not to mention if she decided she was serious about this bulking up business they looked to be perfect role models to have.

She could feel the muscle burn and she could feel her stomach growling for food. She remembered what Taylor said: “lift big, eat big!” There was a Mega Burger on the way home. “Lift big, eat big!” Huh I think I can get behind that she thought. Then she thought about Touchdowns. Kasey and Taylor were fun and Vic may just happen to be there hopefully they would hit her up before long.
 

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Ch 14

It was lunchtime and Knail was struggling to stay awake. Every other night she’d been hitting the gyms weight room hard with her new buddies Kasey and Taylor and trying to keep up with their killer weights routine. It was a battle. She couldn’t come close to the weights they were lifting but she followed their routine at about half the two jockette’s weight. Knail could feel herself buffing up and she was starting to eat more and more. She was so ravenous after the hard workouts it was hard not to. (Eat big, Lift Big after all!)

Heading out for lunch and she could feel her skirt suit was fitting tighter and tighter. Her bra too was feeling rather snug. She could also feel herself getting more and more glances. Stepping out of the elevator she walked across the office building foyer, her heels tick tocking on the marble floor and her thighs straining against the material of her skirt. She was getting even more looks. It may not have been so great a change that those that didn’t know her well realized that she had gained but they could tell something was different and they liked it. Despite herself Knail was enjoying the attention.

She slowed down to join the line past the security checkpoint. The office building was one of the largest in Issa Falls and was the regional headquarters for the Corporate Worlds administration. As such it warranted an ISS checkpoint. Two guards were scanning all workers entering and exiting. A smile curled on her lips as she approached. The big, hefty girl with short spiked golden hair in uniform was Kasey Sanchez. Knail knew Kasey’s powerball gig was semi-pro and now she knew how the hefty jockette earned the rest of his living.

“Hey Kasey” said Knail as she approached.

Kasey looked confused for a moment. Her standard ISS Guards blank expression turning into a frown. It was taking her a while to connect the dots. She knew Knail from the gym; not as a corporate office hottie in a designer skirt suit and heels.

“Huh?” said Kasey.

“Kasey, it’s me, Knail!”

The ISS Guard, supposedly trained in security and identification, looked puzzled for a while longer before she connected the dots.

“WOW!!! Yeah, hey Knail. You look like totally different!!!”

“I don’t wear gym stuff to work.” laughed Knail.

“Yeah, I guess not lol. You clean up pretty nice by the way. So ya work here?” asked Kasey.

“Sure do. So how long you been an ISS bitch?”

“Just got my badge” replied Kasey, running a finger across the silver badge on her uniform jacket “Powerball is only semi-pro and they pay me like $20k so I gotta make a livin’ and if I don’t make the MLP draft next year I’m gonna need a career so…”

“I hear ya babe” nodded Knail “Now I don’t usually say this but you look kinda cute as an ISS bitch. It certainly suits you”. She chuckled.

That earned Knail a smile.

“You heading out for lunch?” asked Kasey.

“Got it in one detective” laughed Knail “When’s your break?”

“In, like…ummm…five minutes if you wanna hang around that’d be cool…”

Knail mused over that. That could potentially result in her getting back to the office a little late but she wanted to talk to Kasey more about her weights training and bulking up. So lunch would work. Besides, the big chunk did look kinda hot in her ISS uniform so there were certainly worse ways to spend her break.

Ten minutes later they were both sat opposite each other in the Bar B Cuties downtown restaurant with giant plates overflowing with barbecue. With her corporate friends Knail would have protested but with Kasey she said nothing. Kasey’s mantra was “eat big, lift big” and Knail didn’t want to disappoint her. Digging in she chit chatted with Kasey about their next weights session and a planned night out at Touchdown’s. Eventually Kasey asked the question that offered Knail the opening she’d been looking for:

“So I’ve got to ask you’ve been taking our workouts really seriously. Is that because you’re just looking to bulk up a bit. Or are you seriously aiming to get really big like Taylor and me?”

“Well I can’t believe I’m saying this but the more I think about it the more I’m thinking I want to seriously bulk up like you two. I’ve had some things change lately that had me thinking I’d be better off if I could put a bit of meat on my bones. But then I started hanging out with you guys and that changed. Seeing those badass reps you two are capable of. The way you two get to eat without a care. Not to mention how damn good you two look make all that bulk look has made me start feeling like I want that for myself.”

That put a big smile on Kasey’s face and she said “So really think you want to upgrade that scrawny build of yours and join the big leagues?”

“I really do. So if you and Taylor can train me that would be totally cool!”

“Sure” nodded Kasey

“You came to the right person I’ve got some experience in that department.” She laughed.

“How so?” Knail asked

“Would you believe me if I told I you I use to be a skinny ass myself?” Kasey said with a smile.

“You? No way.” Knail said surprised

“Yeah way. I use to play QB so I was way smaller back then.” Kasey replied.

“What happened?” Knail asked.

“The general consensus which I still disagree with was that I sucked. So I got cut from the team but fortunately there was an opening on D line and I was always a more physical player any way so I asked if I bulked up could I change positions and stay on the team. And as you can tell by these guns and this gut I didn’t have much trouble making the change. In fact I’m actually pretty grateful for it who wants a six pack when you can have a keg right?” Kasey joked.

“Wow that’s amazing! Hard to believe a chunk like you was ever thin.” Knail laughed

“Believe it. Now I was never as small as your skinny ass but I know my fair share about bulking up. So if you’re serious Taylor and I could make a beefy jockette out of you before you know it. That is if you’re serious?” Kasey asked.

“No I’m serious.” Knail said hardly believing the words came out of her mouth so enthusiastically .

“Good! Ya gotta do what you’re told and work freaking hard though.” Kasey said with authority.

“You won’t hear any complaints from me there.” Knail answered.

“Good so you get those maxi gain shakes we told you about?” Kasey asked.

“Yeah those things are freaking effective too. Some of my clothes are already feeling tight.” Knail informed her.


“Get use to it.” Kasey said with a smile. “And ya gotta eat big!!!”

“You don’t call this eating big?” Knail protested with an eye on her plate.

“Yeah, eating big for a skinny chick maybe. But you don’t want to be a skinny chick anymore do you? I mean eat big even for a big girl!” Kasey said with authority.

“Ok ok god I don’t know how you freaking eat like that though?” Knail exclaimed.

“You should try Alphralinex then it’ll help you get over that puny appetite.”Kasey suggested.

“Roids?” asked Knail.

“No its only roids if you’re an athlete taking it during the season. Otherwise it’s just a performance enhancing supplement.” Kasey replied justifying it instinctively.
Don’t worry its safe most of us are on it. It’s awesome shit too builds you up like crazy! It’s kinda expensive but I can give ya a guy who’ll sort ya outs details.”


Knail’s quick agreement got Kasey thinking She’d seen Knail as a cute well toned ex Marine at the gym and now she’d seen her as a total office hottie just starting to add a few pounds to her figure. Wonder how good she’ll look if she really goes through with this and does some serious beefing up?

Her head spinning and her totally stuffed belly aching Knail finished off a huge lunch. She couldn’t believe she’d just asked Kasey help train and beef her up. And not only that but to start taking Alphralinex. That was a big deal!

She knew the basics of Alphralinex and that stuff would pack not only muscles but serious pounds on to who took it. She felt like she was going borderline crazy but it was also so intoxicating. She loved the gym, she loved pumping all that serious iron with her new beautiful and beefy friends, she loved eating like this, and suddenly the way her thicker thighs pushed against her too tight skirt material and the way her slightly fuller chest strained against her bra, not to mention the burning in her arms and legs that signaled the growth of new muscle it all felt so damn hot it was unreal. Knail wanted to feel like this all the time and if that meant having Kasey and Taylor make her over into one of them she was up for it.
 

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Among Kasey and Taylor’s other suggestions they gave her the card for a dietitian that some of their teammates used in the off season as some of the supplements were borderline on legality for active athletes. They warned it was rather pricey though but Knail figured she best start showing results quickly if she was going to score points with Sinclair.

The office was nice but fairly empty with only one painfully thin chick coming in behind her. After your typically long doctors office type waiting period she finally saw a “Doctor” she supposed was the word. She went into the office which was fairly similar to your typical doctor’s office. The doctors name tag read Zed and he was an attractive guy tall, looked to have a moderately athletic frame, slicked back dark hair, a little well kept soul patch, and a handsome face likely the result of some cosmetic work.

“So what can I do for you?” The “Doctor” asked with a slightly foreign sounding accent.

Then weight no pun intended of the situation suddenly dawned on her. Sure she’d packed on a little weight recently hanging out with the porky Kasey and Taylor(those maxi gain shakes were no joke!) but it was still not too noticeable. If she went through with this however she’d end up big like them little doubt about it.

She then coughed perhaps on purpose to give herself another second to think it over. She then figured she’d come this far no turning back now. It wouldn’t be so bad after all Kasey and Taylor were both beautiful badass chicks only with some meat to go with their muscle becoming like them wouldn’t be so bad. Plus it’s not like she was likely to stay skinny hanging out with the two heifers as much as she had been anyway.

She then cleared her throat to buy another second before saying “Yes I was wondering if you had any suggestions for someone looking to um bulk up some?”

The doctor then half smiled. “I trust your referring to pork as well as muscle? Or just the latter?”

Knail absolutely couldn’t believe she was saying this but “Well yeah I suppose I mean kind of a d line Powerball player type build.”

Zed was smiling now “So you’re thinking of pursuing the thick but still muscular look? Not simply curves?”

“Yeah fitness is pretty important to me so I meant like a Powerball player you know big thick but still very muscular and fit.” Knail answered.

“Well if you don’t mind my asking what has a tight toned little thing like yourself interested in that look?” Zed asked.

Knail decided not to go into her sob story about her job bullshit so instead told a half truth. “Well I was a marine up until this year and this figure was well suited for that but I always kind of thought the big powerful figure like that was appealing. Plus now that I’m out I’ve been hanging around a lot of big beefy Jockette types and I don’t know I guess I’ve gotten a little jealous of all the attention they get with their killer bodies. Not to mention you know how those types are they give me plenty of shit about being so damn skinny so I thought maybe I’d see about getting a little help growing into my new circle of friends.”

“In that case I certainly hope I’m willing to help. So what are your options price wise?” He inquired.

“Well I’m no fancy ass corp exec but I’ve got a steady low level corporate job and plenty put a way from the service so I think I can afford your best or close to it.” Knail said hoping she was right.

Zed then wrote something down on his pad of paper and said “This sound doable for a one year consultation just you know divide it by 12 and cancel anytime.” Then he handed her the paper.

She saw it and twinged it would take a good bite out of her savings but if it earned her the job security she desperately needed as well as a figure she could live with it especially if it was worth it.

“A little step but yeah it’s doable.” Knail replied.

“Excellent I think I know the perfect treatment then. Alprazalinex or as Jockettes often refer to it as big and bad shots. The stuff significantly boasts your appetite while targeting muscle and fat cells for simulating growth. Simply put its perfect for building that big and bad Powerball type body your referring to.” Zed answered.

Knail was nearly shell shocked that she was even having this conversation but said “Sounds like what I’m looking for.”

“My thoughts exactly.” He then opened a cabinet behind him and pulled out a folder. “Here’s you a decent idea of what you have to look forward to. This is our most recent success story with Alprazalinex the lady in these underwent the treatment for a little less then two years with amazing results!”

He then sat down next to her and opened the folder. After a few pages of charts and information he didn’t give her a chance to read he came to a picture. It was of a young lady her age give or take clothed only in short shorts and a tank top that left a good section of her midriff exposed. She was cute pretty face long platinum blonde hair but super skinny! Even from Knail’s point of view the chick either needed to hit the gym or the buffet one cause she was literally nothing but skin and bones no muscle tone let alone meant on her at all.

“Scrawny little thing isn’t she?” Zed remarked.

“Extremely.” Knail replied.

“Hard to believe but the chicks actually an ISS officer. Crazy right I mean a skinny ISS member I didn’t think those existed.” He chuckled jokingly.
He wasn’t far wrong though thin ISS members were few, extremely far between, and if you happened to spot one well it wasn’t likely they’d stay that way for long.

“Even harder to believe is she was a lieutenant and a grade A badass to. She just happened to have one of those weird body chemistries where she couldn’t gain weight nor put on muscle so here she came. Its quite the transformation.” Then he began flipping the pages each picture set one month apart.

First her arms and legs began thickening with new muscle but if you looked closely weight was sticking in other places as well. Her breasts were gradually getting fuller and her waist was looking less and less narrow and her stomach less flat. By the six month mark her looks had changed remarkably her formerly dainty arms and legs had gained a good deal of muscle mass but a good deal of fat had also accumulated onto her. Her hips had spread out her butt grown round her flat stomach being replaced by a small but noticeable gut and her breasts growing rather full.

By the one year mark she was unrecognizable now sporting the looks of your typical ISS chick in the lower 200s. She’d had her long flowing hair hacked off and replaced by a spikey buzz cut much like Kasey’s and tattoos began adorning her thick figure. Her legs had now lost their definition as they were coated in pork and were starting to gain that tree trunk like mass of Kasey or Taylors. Her hips had asserted themselves far and wide with her once nonexistent ass getting nice and beefy. Her gut had become a seriously protruding belly but had gained that unique firm somewhat hard look like Kasey’s. Her boobs had really blown up and her guns just wow! Her shoulders were also looking broader and her neck starting to thicken up.

Knail assumed that would be the end of it or at least close but nope. A few pics later she had outgrown Taylor and Kasey and by the time he’d gotten to the last one she was definitely 300+ and Christ she never wanted to piss this ISS lieutenant off because by the end she looked like she could give what was that new player attracting so much attention? Oh yeah Kali she looked like she could give Kali a run for her money!

“So what do you think?” Zed asked.

“Wow that’s umm one hell of a transformation.” Knail stammered.

“Oh and don’t worry if your that’s a bit more then you had in mind remember she did it for around two years. So this is more like the end goal we’re looking at for the one year.” He then flipped back to about the halfway point.

Knail studied the picture it was still pretty freaking big. Not all that shy of Kasey or Taylors build. Part of Knail wanted to rewind and maybe talk about more like a six month treatment. Another part of her though that Knail hardly even knew existed was intrigued. Becoming a full figured badass like them certainly held some appeal.

She thought about their workouts and how awesome it would be to hang with them doing crazy amounts of weight someone her size could virtually never achieve. She thought about how awesome it would be to eat with the same gusto as them its effects on your waistline being the absolute last thing on your mind. She even found herself thinking about just how damn good they made all that meat and muscle look! It also occurred to her that Vic would surely approve of the change. Suddenly Kasey and Taylor’s mantra was ringing in her head. “EAT BIG, LIFT BIG!, EAT BIG, LIFT BIG!, EAT BIG, LIFT BIG!”

Then Knail smiled and said “I think that’s exactly what I had in mind.”

“Happy to hear it. It’s a badass look alright. So think you’d like to start today or you want to sleep on it?” Zed said withdrawing the syringe from a locked cabinet for emphasis.

Knail had no idea where this new found excitement came from and figured she’d better put it to use now cause if she put it off she was liable to not come back.

“Why wait?” She answered nonchalantly.

“I like that attitude.” He chuckled. Then he produced a pair of shorts and a tank top similar to the ones the lady from the folder had worn and asked her to change for a weigh in a photo op.

A short time later as the camera’s flashed Knail felt a tad grateful for the pictures so she’d have something to remember her hard earned Marine figure by because it was surely going to be but a memory in the coming months.

After the camera flashed Zed gave her a last chance to change her mind but she only smiled and said “Stick me already I don’t have all day.” With a giggle.

Then after removing the needle from her butt check Zed joked “And with that Kane Alpha can kiss another skinny chick goodbye.”

To her surprise Knail merely laughed with him and added “What is it those Powerball jockettes say? EAT BIG, LIFT BIG? Looks like I’ve got plenty of that ahead of me.”
 

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As Knail drove home from the clinic she still could hardly believe she’d gone through with that. There was little turning back now even if she cancelled her second appointment just going through with that one would leave her five to fifteen pounds heavier by the end of the month not to mention the chemicals would have her appetite and metabolism screwy for the next month or two resulting in more weight. If her mind hadn’t been made up before it certainly was now.

As she neared her apartment her stomach began growling. She looked at the clock and saw it wasn’t exactly a meal time but she figured what the hell. She was building a supersized bod like Kasey’s now so from here on out if she was hungry she could eat to her heart’s content.

“EAT, BIG” immediately rang in her head and a smile involuntarily spread across her face.

She pulled over at a local buffet. Since they were between meal times the place was nearly empty save for the chubby staff and a few supersized corp hotties having either a late lunch or early dinner. As she began to make her plate her stomach growled again even more loudly and she piled her plate higher as a result.

After stacking her plate high and returning to her seat the rest was a food filled haze. She ate and ate and ate. She returned to the buffet line maybe three times or it could have been more as she really wasn’t sure. At some point she was no longer eating because she was hungry instead she was doing so just for the sake of it. It was like she was making up for every time over the past several months that she had cut herself short for the sake of maintaining her figure. Unbelievably though she seemed to be trying to make up for it all in one sitting. Knail was in all but disbelief that she had put away so much food. She’d never eaten like that in her life.

She supposed she’d come close when she’d gone out to eat with Kasey and Taylor after their work outs but that was with them egging her on. She’d just done this all on her own. Her bloated stomach strained uncomfortably against her tight jeans and with the table shielding her she decided what the hell and unbuttoned them and began to lightly massage her overstuffed belly.

She thought about what Kasey had said to her about eating big and she figured if that wasn’t eating big even for a big girl she didn’t know what was. Not to mention she’d done that without the help of the Alphralinex once that stuff kicked in she’d probably be eating like this pretty regularly.
Then as she sat there contemplating two Lady Pioneer beef cakes came waddling past her on the way to the buffet line. She watched intently as they slowly made their way past her. They immediately reminded her more than a bit of Kasey and Taylor as they were roughly the same size perhaps a bit lighter.

Like Kasey and Taylor they were both very attractive with similar builds the only real difference being their hair styles .The slightly bigger of the two having Kasey’s spiky buzz cut style hair cut only blonde instead of redish. The less beefy one was a brunette with slightly shaggy hair for a Powerball player and looked to be in need of a cut or buzz. Like Kasey and Taylor they were both big badass muscle and gut types. Knail estimated blonde as definitely 250+ pounds with the one in need of a hair cut being a little smaller. Knail was mesmerized as they made their way across while their jerseys obscured their figures a bit there tree trunk legs and rock solid arms were on full display as well as their ultra beefy butts not to mention their awesome child bearing hips. The jerseys obscured their guts and boobs quite a bit but it was still obvious they weren’t lacking in either department. Their faces too were more than worth a double take with tan skin, plump lips, pleasant features and of course the perfect smiles they exchanged upon getting their food.

Knail had no idea what had gotten into her but she was seriously enjoying checking out these two beef cakes and even found herself thinking that she sure wouldn’t mind catching these two changing in the gym locker room.

Mmmm she couldn’t believe she’d never realized it before but Powerball chicks like these were pretty freaking easy on the eyes!

Then another startling thought entered her mind if she followed Kasey and Taylors training she’d be that big beautiful and badass herself in the not too distant future. If she could see how big a smile that thought had spread across her face she’d have been shocked.

The next morning Knail sprang from bed a full half hour before her alarm was sat to go off feeling absolutely floored and ready to not just face the day but rip it a new one. Knail had read about this effect of Alphralinex boasting energy levels especially in the week following the treatment but she’d never imagined it would feel like this.

She just couldn’t explain it she felt like she had energy enough for her and another person of equal activity level. If there was a name for how she was feeling she sure didn’t know it because it was just incredible. She immediately launched into her morning workout. To her surprise she accomplished it in roughly half the time it usually took her so she did a second round. After completing it she felt up for a third but figured she’d best jump in the shower and start getting ready. Then that was we’re it happened in the middle of washing her hair her stomach let out a hunger pang that almost sent her to her knees.

It was insane she’d never felt like this before she could only imagine it was what starvation felt like. As quickly as possible she finished her routine and dressed noting virtually every part of her outfit was feeling sexily snug. Then she staggered into the kitchen and came to the conclusion that it was simply not stocked with a now growing lady like her in mind and she took a mental note to correct that. She wiped out the remainder of her low fat breakfast power bars but she still felt ravenously hungry. And hungry for real food not this diet crap!

She then looked at her clock and realized how ahead of schedule she was so she rushed to a local dinner near her work hopping she didn’t simply collapse from hunger. Once sitting down she needn’t even look at the menu she then for the first time in her life not only ordered the jean buster special but she also wondered if it would be enough. A short time later but twice to long according to her poor belly her food arrived. The plump waitress raised an eyebrow at as skinny a chick as Knail was ordering such a thing. Knail though surprised not only the waitress but herself by making the stacks upon stacks of pancakes disappear in no time flat.

As Knail began processing how much food she’d just made disappear though she came to an even more startling conclusion. Though blunted her intense hunger was still there! She had to get to work though and made her way there as quickly as her athletic figure could take her.

Upon reaching her desk and spotting the pastries Sinclair left on her desk almost every day she was for once happy about it. She then cracked upon the box and took in the delicious aroma before munching away as she went about her duties. After polishing off the small box she gained a brief reprieve from her new found hunger that is until half an hour before her lunch break when it came back in full force.

On that particular day it was just her and Allison that got lunch together and when Knail placed her massive order Allison’s eyes went wide.

“Damn what the hell’s gotten into you?” She asked in shock after placing her own order.

“Alphralinex” Knail answered with a smile.

Allison simply could not believe her ears “You on Alphralinex no freaking way!” She said exasperated.

“No I mean it.” Knail said nonchalantly.

“Oh my god I figured you’d finally put on a few hanging out with those two big dumb jockettes but they convinced you to take Alphralinex how?” Allison asked in shock.

“Well it wasn’t just them.” Knail chuckled.

“Then what was it. What convinced Ms skinny and proud to beef up from Alphralinex???” Alison asked.

“Well first I thought I’d try it just to spite you, Sinclair, and everyone else at the office I figured that if all of you wanted me bigger I’d buddy up with those two and get bigger alright just not in the way all of you had in mind.” She chuckled. “The more I hung out with them though the more serious I got about it though. I don’t know they just really won me over. You know I love fitness and working out so being able to lift like them would be incredible. Plus ever since coming back I just can’t seem to help it I suddenly just love eating. I guess I just ruined my taste buds from all those years eating off world crap cause now freaking everything tastes delicious and I’ve barely been able to help myself. If working out didn’t mean so much to me I’d have probably already seriously chubbed up by now. Also call me crazy but I’m seriously digging the whole jockette pork and muscle balance they rock. I can’t believe I’m saying this but after spending so much time with them I’m just finding it so hot. All those badass muscles balanced out by those uber curves I don’t know it just has me thinking slim and toned isn’t so awesome after all. I think I want to build a body like there’s for myself and well thus the Alphralinex.” Knail informed her.

Allison was shell shocked she couldn’t believe her friend had made such a 180 degree turn.

“Well I could have told you slim and toned wasn’t all that awesome after all but wow Alphralinex. Girl you are going to get freaking BIG! You just doing a one month trial or you sign up for a whole plan yet?” Allison asked.

Knail smiled amused by Allison’s shock. “I know I’m going to be so big and badass! And I’ve signed up for a one year program.”

“A full year damn you are going to be freaking big!” Allison exclaimed.

“Don’t worry you’ll still be plenty bigger than me fatass.” Knail joked.

Allison smiled and asked “So how much you think you’ll gain?”

“I don’t know for sure but probably 100 pounds minimum a good bit of it being muscle of course.” Knail replied.

Allison couldn’t picture Knail as being that big but she figured once she started porking up in the coming months it would get easier too. She also did a little mental accounting and said “So plus what you’ve already gained that will make you about double the size you were in your marine days?”
“Yeah that sounds about right. Wow double hard to imagine isn’t it?” Knail chuckled.

“Damn right it is no more skinny ass for you huh.” Allison said.

Then their large lunches were brought to them and just before Knail dug in she said “Not if I keep eating like this that is.”

The two then dug in joked, gossiped, and begged each other to sample the delicious things on their respective plates. As Allison watched her friend eat so heartily she found herself thinking she was going to rather like this new Knail.

Hours later

As Knail seemingly effortlessly power clinged 10 pounds more than her usual reps Taylor noted “Damn babe you’re on fire what’s gotten into you tonight?”

Knail who hadn’t yet told them about her doctors visit the day before figured now was a good time and happily replied “Nothing much just Alphralinex.”

They were both taken a little aback Taylor hadn’t known much about Kasey’s sit down with Knail the day before other than before Knail had arrived at the gym Kasey informed her that Knail was interested in doing some pretty serious beefing up and wanted their help. Taylor had figured the scrawny little thing had only meant helping her buff up 20 or 30 pounds or so. Adding more muscle to her guns maybe some padding around her middle and buns. If she had started taking Alphralinex Knail instead had bulking up like her and Kasey in mind. You didn’t take Alphralinex unless you planned to end up at least in the ball park of 200 pounds.

Kasey too was surprised even after their sit down the other day. She’d realized how serious Knail was but she hadn’t been sure she’d go through with Alphralinex and certainly not so soon.

After the initial shock wore off though the two began congratulating her. They took turns tightly hugging her joking that they wouldn’t be able to manhandle her scrawny ass like that for much longer.

Kasey especially enjoyed the tight embrace as it let her feel just how tight and hard Knail was currently. It also made her curious over weather she’d be more or less enjoyed to feel up like that once her muscles and pork began coming in.

“That’s freaking awesome babe!” Taylor exclaimed.

“Happy to hear it pretty soon we can kiss this scrawny ass of yours good bye!” Kasey exclaimed before giving Knail’s tiny bottom a good slap.

“Hey!” Knail exclaimed in shock but truth be told she hadn’t minded the contact at all.

“God you’re going to look so awesome once that stuff puts some meat and muscle on that skinny frame of yours!” Taylor exclaimed.

“I know I can’t wait!” Knail declared excitedly.

“Yeah won’t be long now until you become a muscle and gut gal like us! Knew you couldn’t hang around supersized hotties like us and keep trying to rock that puny frame.”

Knail still couldn’t picture herself as being Kasey or Taylor’s size but the idea was starting to seriously excite her!

“Well looks like you were right.” Knail chuckled.

“So how long of a program did you sign up for?” Taylor asked.

“One year cancel anytime. Not that I intended to of course.” Knail answered.
It took the non to bright jockeetes a moment of mental accounting to realize that meant Knail had a fairly high chance of ending up just under their size over the next year.

“Wow you’re going to be one beefy badass if you stick with us and see that all the way through.” Kasey said.

“Well that is the plan.” Knail chuckled.

“So how you liking the hunger pangs?” Taylor asked with a giggle.

“Oh my god they’ve been crazy! Please tell me you don’t feel like this the whole time you’re on this stuff?”

“Nah it’ll fade some as the month wears on although it will be a cold day in hell before you go back to eating like you use to. Unless you’re sick or something.” Kasey explained.

“Ok cool cause I don’t know how I could stand feeling like this the whole month. I can’t seem to get full to save my freaking life!” Knail exclaimed.
That got the two supersized jockettes laughing as they’d both been in that same position before.

“So that puny stomach of yours hungry now?” Kasey asked poking Knail’s middle which she noted while still solid now had the tiniest bit of softness spread over it.

“Well I wasn’t until you damn brought it up! Knail said sounding annoyed then as if on cue her stomach let out a rumble loud enough for Kasey and Taylor both to hear.

Taylor then came to the rescue saying “Here babe take an extra maxi gain shake that should help take the edge off of it. Then after gratefully gulping down the shake Knail’s hunger subsided enough for them to continue their workout. As they concluded Knail continued to impress them with her energy level and endurance being noticeably higher and she was doing slightly higher reps than normal during almost every set.

Then after finishing they retired to the locker room Knail had stripped off her damp tank top and athletic shorts and was towel drying her damp hair when she was suddenly surprised by two powerful arms reaching under her armpits and lifting her off her feet.

“What the hell!” She exclaimed in surprise and started to struggle before realizing the culprits were Kasey and Taylor.

Knail then steadied her voice and remarked rather dead pan “And what do you two dumbass jockettes think you’re doing? If you plan to have your way with me or something I suggest you try again somewhere less public.”

“Haha you wish skinny.” Taylor replied.

“Nah not this time we had something else in mind.” Kasey added.

Then the two carried her across the locker room and plopped her down onto the scale.

Knail felt embarrassed for a split second but then noted the pointlessness of that and she looked at the number that flashed before her 135 the most she had ever weighed.

“We better take a picture cause you’re never going to be this skinny again after another dose or two of Alphralinex.” Taylor joked.

“Don’t worry already did.” Knail replied which got them all giggling.

“So we just LIFTED BIG you ready for us to teach you a lesson in EATTING BIG?” Kasey asked.

“Can’t wait I’m freaking STARVING!” Knail whined.

"Then hurry up skinny." Kasey said surprising her with another slap to the bottom.

Again Knail was surprised but unnoticed by all those involved she smiled just a bit.

Knail then jumped in the shower changed and began to blow off her short hair in front of the mirror. Then as she got out her hair gel she observed Taylor and Kasey playing with there’s and spiking it up them on a whim she began to play with hers in a similar way. As hers was touch longer then there’s instead of spiking it up all over or in the front like there’s she tried something a tad different. She parted her choppy fringed bangs in the middle as usual but spiked the middle section of her hair up into a little Mohawk.

As the three finished messing with their hair at the same time they glanced over at Knail’s and smiled.

“Cute” Taylor remarked.

“Nice once you get some more muscles, a gut, and maybe we take you to get some ink you’ll be looking just like a big dumb jockette yourself.” Kasey joked.

“So where we going to eat?” Knail asked.

“Just ride with us we’re going to show you how lady pioneers chow down!” Kasey said with a big smile.

Then in unison the three lovely ladies declared “EAT BIG, LIFT BIG”!
A short time later they arrived at Touch Downs Bar and Grill. Upon steeping through the door the three were immediately greeted by the places manager.

“Hey! Kasey and Taylor my two favorite lady pioneer D line players. The seasons just around the corner you two ready you got a hell of a season ahead of you huh?”

Kasey and Taylor exchanged grins at the attention before Kasey replied “Please we’re always ready and I can’t wait to rip the heads off of those lady panthers at our first game.”

As the two chatted with the manger about Powerball Knail looked him over. His name tag read Slade and had the looks of an ex Powerball player himself. He looked to be in his late forties with a stylish touch of grey in his head full of hair. That was also the only thing aged him though as he was a pretty attractive older guy. Handsome face well kept facial hair and a mostly buffed up body. His shoulders were broad and his arms bulged with muscle and were rather well inked up. His middle though like plenty of male as well as female Powerball players stuck out pretty far in front of him but had that firm semi solid look as well.

Then he finally acknowledged her. “So who’s your petite little friend here? She’s much too small to be a new recruit even an Aurellian receiver new girlfriend Kasey?”

Kasey suddenly looked a tad embarrassed. “No get your mind out the gutter old man! She’s just a friend of ours.”

“A friend who wanted a lesson in how lady pioneers eat big!” Taylor added.

“Oh so I take it you girls were hoping I could let you get the special even though it’s just the three of you instead of the whole team?”

“Yeah you know if you could.” Kasey asked nicely.

“Hmmm that depends does skinny here….”

“Names Knail not skinny.” Knail interrupted with authority.

Recognizing from her tone Knail wasn’t someone to be trifled with he then continued “Sorry I mean depends on if Knail here plans to chow down as well or if she’s just here to admire you two as the pig out?”

“Oh no she’ll be chowing down right along with us right hun?” Kasey answered.

“Yeah I’m in the process of doing some bulking up myself.” Knail replied.

“Really a lady as tight and toned as you is planning on doing some bulking up?” Slade remarked.

“What can I say these two chunks won me over to the fatside.” Knail joked.

“Haha can’t say I blame you there. Alright you three are just lucky I can’t say no to beefy beauties or budding gainers. It may take awhile to whip up though” Slade said with a smile.

The three were then taken to a secluded section and they ordered a couple of beers and chit chatted. As they were warned they were in for decent wait and with each passing moment Knail’s hunger pangs grew a tiny bit stronger until finally Slade came back with a massive platter and said “Eat up ladies.”

“No way.” Knail whispered.

The platter was simply put a small pyramid of food surrounded by a moat of fries. The base was made up of several burgers, the next of ribs, the next of chicken and finally topped off with a sausage ball.

“No way can just the three of us eat all that.” Knail stammered.

“Sure we can I thought you wanted to become a big girl now?” Taylor replied.

“I do but..” Knail began to say before she was interrupted by Kasey “Then no buts just EAT BIG!”

Knail then let her hunger take over and after she began eating she basically went into autopilot. To her surprise they were making pretty quick work of the pyramid and she was absolutely loving this amazing food. Then by the time they made it down to the burger base and the last of the moat of fries Knail began to feel painfully full.

“I … I can’t eat anymore.” She groaned. She leaned back in her seat and exhaled heavily.

A mere second later Taylor elbowed her and said “You can and you will belly up bitch we’re practically done!“

Knail made a feeble effort taking three more bites before saying “I can’t I’ll freaking burst if I have anymore.”

Then Kasey said wait I see the problem your damn jeans are still buttoned.” Then she reached over slid her thumb affectionately into her jeans and unbuttoned her tight jeans for her. Knail’s overstuffed belly then surged forward.

“Feel better?” Kasey asked.

“A little.” Knail groaned.

“Well you best get better cause we’re not eating anymore until you do!” Kasey announced and Taylor then stopped digging in.

After giving her a short breather Kasey smiled and said “Pansy you’re going to have to do better than this next time before I do this again.” She then slid closer to Knail whipped off her hands and reached under the table and began massaging Knail’s tight stomach.

Knail could have practically fallen asleep it felt so heavenly. Then she grabbed her napkin and held it to her mouth to stifle a burp. Then after another moment of massaging. Kasey asked in a somewhat annoyed tone “Well?”

“Ok ok I think I can finish.” Knail said and returned to her food.

Eventually the platter was empty and Knail breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thank god we’re done I feel like I could blow at any second.”

The two jockettes then exchanged smiles “Oh we’re not quite done yet.”
Slade then took away the empty platter and replaced it with a portable ice cream machine.

“Oh god what the hell is this?” Knail asked.

“We call it the ice cream bong.” Taylor answered.

“You can’t be serious…” Then before Knail could finish Taylor had placed the dispensing funnel in her mouth flicked the button and began slurping down an insane amount of ice cream. Kasey then did the same slurping down slightly less and then it was placed before Knail.

Knail considered drawing a line here and getting up before they made her sick but she’d asked for their help and this was their idea of helping her after all so she placed the funnel in her mouth.

She flicked the button and took in only a few spoonfuls before having to set it down. As she put it down Taylor and Kasey looked pissed that she had done so little but then they replaced those dirty looks with smiles and said “Damn babe for tiny little thing you can eat just about like a Powerball jockette. “

Then Kasey added “Can’t wait to see how you do when we bring you back next week.”

“This again? Next week?” Knail stammered then she leaned back in her chair and added “ God you two are going to make me so freaking fat.”

“Damn right we are!” They answered together.
 

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But will this story be taken to a more...shall we say...extreme level I wonder....come on xwg!
 
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