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Patreon Prompt 110
🕑 Added 2021-12-10 06:33:39 +0000 UTCPrompt: Finding herself becoming increasingly busy and stressed out, the CEO of a company puts on a ton of weight from stress-eating. Seeing that this isn't enough to satiate her nerves, she opens a new position for employees to take on titled "Stress Relief", the employees unaware of how this meant stress toys for the big boss.
Madeline had heard about the “special” position offered by the CEO of the company. The exact nature of the job was hidden by a long list of NDA papers one had to sign before being considered. Thankfully for Madeline, she had passed through the selection process and found herself stepping into the CEO’s office for the final interview.
Bailey’s large power in the company was exaggerated further by her enormous figure. The plump woman looked like she had been squeezed into her suit, with only a few buttons able to take on the task of keeping her blazer around her pudgy belly and heavy breasts. Keeping her bun of black hair tight, she gestured for Madeline to step in. Closing the door behind her, Madeline dared not to make a comment about the plethora of fast food wrappers on her boss’s desk. It was well known that Bailey was constantly looking for stress relief in any way she could find it. As the interview neared its end, Madeline finally learned what her job was.
Walking towards the boss, Madeline found herself overcome with nervous shivers. Heaving her massive form out of her double-wide chair, Bailey ordered her subordinate to crawl into the impression in the fabric. Upon entering the hole, Madeline was given mere seconds to let her gaze wander across her boss’s behemoth backside before it came crushing down on her.
Settling into her cushion, Bailey wobbled her rear back and forth across the potential hire. Forcing out all of her stress by crushing her full weight down helped Bailey deal with the loss of the big account earlier in the day and the meeting with the investors she would be having the next week. Not nearly done with her living stress ball, she let out an aggravated sigh as she felt the lack of movement beneath her ass. Leaning to the side, she was disappointed to see Madeline had gone unconscious like so many other possible interviewees. Shoving her out of her chair, Bailey sat back down to call her secretary in to remove Madeline and bring in the next potential stress cushion.
