A Dinner To Remember

A Dinner To Remember
My name is Emma, pale skinned, long purple hair down to the middle of my back, piercing green eyes, purple lipstick, perky C cup breasts, and an overall athletic figure. You could say I have it all. And you are right. Men swoon over me, always following me home. Women were jealous, making shrewd comments about my figure. Well, that all is going to change due to my new job. I work at a diner as a hostess. The pay is average, but the food is free. And this is my story about how my life, and body, changed.
"Emma! Get up! You need to get dressed for work!"
I dragged myself out of bed, wearing nothing but my black lace bra and shorts. I moved over into the bathroom, inspected my figure, and moved onto the scale.
"130...I gained 4 lbs..." I said in a hushed whisper.
I felt my body, feeling its softer form. Not noticeable, but it exists and bothers me. I shrug it off and wander over to my closet to put on the typical work outfit. My white hostess shirt is a bit more snug, and my black khaki pants are starting to ride up on me. I think 4 lbs might be more than I thought. Nonetheless, it isn't like people are going to see my tighter outfit anyways. I head down the stairs, grab a slice of toast, and head out to work.
Chubs' Diner...ill-fitting name for a restaurant. I head into the back and swipe my employee punch card.
"Hey Emma! See you are embracing the "Chubs' lifestyle"!"
Candice, she is one of the waitresses here at Chubs'. She has worked here for 2 years and it has shown. Let me describe her in detail. A tan beauty with short blonde hair with brown highlights. Her eyes are blue and her lipstick is red. A developing second chin is perched over her D cup breasts. Her belly, which is the size of a basketball, rests over her thighs (Which by the way are touching.)
"Hey Candi. So when does Julie get here?"
"I dunno, she txted me saying she was gonna be here late. Don't know why."
"Probably not wanting to screw up on the first day."
"Yeah true...we had better hustle, we are supposed to be getting a rish of customers today."
I headed over to my station waiting for the hordes of customers. I asked Chubs to get me honey bbq ribs. I needed something to hold me over. The day turned out to be a bust...no customers, just a slow day. My outfit, now stained with bbq sauce, has gotten tighter. After the ribs I asked for 4 burgers, mashed potatoes, and 2 stacks of french fries. I was stuffed. My stomach was now peeking over my pants, which I had to unbutton.
"Aww man, no customers. I guess that means we need to finish off the food in the kitchen."
"Yeah I guess, I just hope I can still fit in my uniform when we are through."
Candice and I headed into the kitchen to see Julie standing there. She is supposed to take control of the kitchen when Chubs isn't around. And she looked like she never ate in her life. Shoulderlength black hair, a positive attitude, B cup breasts, pale complexion, and her narrow frame made her look like a twig.
"Hey girls, I'm sorry I didn't show up earlier."
"It is okay dearie, nothing happened anyways."
"Well, we do have to pig out now...no clue why nobody showed up."
"Well, I guess I get to try out the Chubs' lifestyle now."
Candice, Julie, and I all dug in to the grub Chubs laid out for us. 20 burgers, 10 steaks, 30 side orders, was what each of us got.
Candice, she looked like she ate a beanbag chair. Her belly was resting in between her thighs as it was the as tall as an adult. She was on her back, grease on her face, passed out.
Julie, the poor girl, couldn't finish her food. She got pretty big though. She was sitting down, her belly already at her knees. Grease stains, whipped cream, and frosting all over her outfit. Along with her face. She just groaned and moaned in disdain as she digested the feast that rested in her gut.
As for me, well, I finished off Julie's food and mine. My belly looked like I ate Candice. It shook every time I made a sudden move. As I layed there, looking up at the lighting that wasn't obscured by my glorious paunch, I thought to myself why I sacrificed my figure for such a high paying job. And I realized, it was for the perks.