WARNING: CONTAINS WEIGHT GAIN AND OTHER MATURE THEMES. IF YOU DON’T LIKE EITHER, DON’T READ THIS. THANK YOU!
"I'll take a coffee, please. Two sugars, extra cream," said Vanessa, the pleasingly plump woman sitting in front of Miranda.
"Of course, coming right up," replied Miranda, turning around to pour the cup of coffee. Vanessa was a regular, and Miranda could recall her from memory. One of her most prominent features were her enormous breasts, which stretched even an E-cup bra. Next were her hips and butt, which filled the chair completely with no effort at all. Past that, she had lovely black hair, and hazel eyes to match the cup of coffee that Miranda handed her.
"Thanks, love," replied Vanessa, looking Miranda up and down. While Vanessa was fat, Miranda was truly obese! She had a wobbling belly stuffed beneath her uniform, with large breasts and enticing hips. Vanessa was very much impressed. It wasn't often that she found a girl that stood up to her astounding assets! The gears in her head were turning as Miranda tried to strike up a conversation.
"So, I see you in here all the time, but I have no idea what you do. Where do you work?" asked Miranda.
"Oh, I'm doing a kind of freelance deal. I'm a culinary scientist..." replied Vanessa.
"A culinary scientist?"
"Yeah. In essence, I try to make things as tasty as I can!" exclaimed Vanessa, with obvious enthusiasm in her voice.
Vanessa saw a small sparkle in Miranda's eyes. She was obviously interested, and for good reason. There were many times that Vanessa would walk into the restaurant to see Miranda on her break, sitting there and stuffing her face with all sort of delicious pastries that they baked daily. The girl obviously loved food, and she definitely had the body to prove it. Vanessa smiled, knowing that she had just put the perfect bait in front of Miranda.
"Would you like to try some of the stuff that I've made? I have a laboratory of sorts a few blocks away..." asked Vanessa. Miranda quietly gasped at the suggestion. The chance to taste something that a professional had made? How could she resist?
"Mmm...that would be lovely! How about when I get off of work this evening?" asked Miranda.
"That would work just fine! Here, let me give you the address. I'll go get a few things ready for you. You won't regret it, I swear!" replied Vanessa, writing the address down on a napkin and leaving it with Miranda. Miranda eagerly put the note in her pocket. After saying their farewells, Vanessa ran off to begin working...
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Miranda walked through the cool fall evening to get to the address that Vanessa had given her. Her mind was racing, her mouth watering as she fantasized about all the delightfully delicious food that Vanessa could possibly have in store for her. After a few minutes of walking, the building came into view. It was big, enormous, at least three times the size of the restaurant that Miranda worked at. However, upon opening the door, Miranda was hit with a familiar sense of comfort. The interior looked almost like a bakery, but with a little more technology than usual. There were some tubes, vials, and other stuff laying around the room. However, in the middle was a table with a chair, multiple platters adorning it. And on the other side of the table, with a beaming smile, was Vanessa.
"Glad you could make it, Miranda! Come on, take a seat. Get all comfy before we get started," said Vanessa, offering the chair to Miranda. Miranda quickly accepted, seating herself in the chair. Her body jiggle lightly as it settled.
"Now then, I have a special treat for you. I know how much you like the desserts that you serve at your restaurant, so..." started Vanessa, moving to each platter and taking the cover off. One by one, the contents were revealed to Miranda. There were cheesecakes, creampuffs, brownies, cookies, and all the pastries and confections that she could possibly want!
