WG Story Drone
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BBW, WG: From the mail room, a tale of revenge and magical weight gain . . .
The most important thing and I cant stress this enough, is to keep your hands off the employees personal effects, David Harris droned to the two new recruits. David was a typical corporate clown, dressed in an ill fitting pin stripe suit. Now then, do you ladies have any questions?
Helen and Victoria smiled, eager to end their last day of training and get right to work. They were both old sorority sisters who thought it would be fun to work together over the summer. Helen was twenty-one and had honey blonde hair and supermodel looks. Victoria was twenty-two and with dark brown hair and was what many would consider to be a bit pudgy. Naturally, Helen was the one who always had to fend off the men. Mr. Harris was no exception.
Were both just ready to get to work Mr. Harris Victoria said, but it was clear he wasnt listening.
You know Helen, you looked a bit lost during the tour of the grounds if you like, and I can show you around a few more times
Helen smiled sheepishly and ran a hand through her long blonde hair.
Gee, thanks Mr. Harris. Thatd be great.
The two walked off flirting the whole way to one of the near by elevators.
Victoria watched the two disappear, her head hung slightly. She knew it would be better to just wait in the parking lot for her friend - shed only be in the way. Victoria and Helen had been friends for almost three years now, so she knew how it worked. She and Helen would go somewhere, and eventually (it never took very long) Helen would get picked up and ignore her.
Are you one of the new janitors? A husky voice called out behind Victoria.
Turning, the pudgy coed saw a group of middle aged women milling around shaking their heads.
Uh, yeah hello, Victoria muttered nervously.
The five women were all seasoned office veterans, and all were overweight. Though one woman stood out, her name was Millie. Millie was older than the rest, and she was the biggest - her huge belly stretching out a navy colored sweater.
Little Miss thin bitch a friend of yours? Millie said coldly.
Victoria was shocked at the womans harshness.
Who Helen, yeah shes my friend.
Millie snorted, a sneer painted across her corpulent face, Well you better tell her to stay the hell away from me.
The other women nodded in agreement. Victoria didnt understand their hostility - in times shed find out.
Five-Finger Fatty
The most important thing and I cant stress this enough, is to keep your hands off the employees personal effects, David Harris droned to the two new recruits. David was a typical corporate clown, dressed in an ill fitting pin stripe suit. Now then, do you ladies have any questions?
Helen and Victoria smiled, eager to end their last day of training and get right to work. They were both old sorority sisters who thought it would be fun to work together over the summer. Helen was twenty-one and had honey blonde hair and supermodel looks. Victoria was twenty-two and with dark brown hair and was what many would consider to be a bit pudgy. Naturally, Helen was the one who always had to fend off the men. Mr. Harris was no exception.
Were both just ready to get to work Mr. Harris Victoria said, but it was clear he wasnt listening.
You know Helen, you looked a bit lost during the tour of the grounds if you like, and I can show you around a few more times
Helen smiled sheepishly and ran a hand through her long blonde hair.
Gee, thanks Mr. Harris. Thatd be great.
The two walked off flirting the whole way to one of the near by elevators.
Victoria watched the two disappear, her head hung slightly. She knew it would be better to just wait in the parking lot for her friend - shed only be in the way. Victoria and Helen had been friends for almost three years now, so she knew how it worked. She and Helen would go somewhere, and eventually (it never took very long) Helen would get picked up and ignore her.
Are you one of the new janitors? A husky voice called out behind Victoria.
Turning, the pudgy coed saw a group of middle aged women milling around shaking their heads.
Uh, yeah hello, Victoria muttered nervously.
The five women were all seasoned office veterans, and all were overweight. Though one woman stood out, her name was Millie. Millie was older than the rest, and she was the biggest - her huge belly stretching out a navy colored sweater.
Little Miss thin bitch a friend of yours? Millie said coldly.
Victoria was shocked at the womans harshness.
Who Helen, yeah shes my friend.
Millie snorted, a sneer painted across her corpulent face, Well you better tell her to stay the hell away from me.
The other women nodded in agreement. Victoria didnt understand their hostility - in times shed find out.
