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Candy Crush Part 4
🕑 Added 2021-01-04 14:00:00 +0000 UTC“Damn, these really should fit…” Fujiko grunted, as she yanked on her work skirt. Fujiko had been working at Sanji’s Sweet Shop for a little over a month now. She had learned all about the business in that time, and sampled many of the stores products. Alright that was a lie, she had eaten an absurd amount of candy in the past month, trying just about every product the large supplier had on it’s shelves. It started out so innocently though. Fujiko wanted to know the business she was in, and Mr. Sanji was more than happy to provide his newest employee with plenty of free “training material”.
At first it was just small samples, but soon as Fujiko learned how good the candy was, she started taking more and more. It didn’t help that her sweet tooth only seemed to grow, the opposite of what she thought would happen. Her sweet tooth wasn’t the only thing growing. All that sugar and excess calories had to go somewhere, and Fujiko didn’t notice at first, but one look behind her made her realize, all this candy was making her fat. Before her current employment Fujiko had noticed her recent indulgence had been flowing some extra padding to her backside. The last month had gone by in such a flash though that she hadn’t even noticed the flood gates had opened and her ass was bigger than ever.
“Holy shit, no wonder none of my skirts fit!” Fujiko knew what she had to do, but cutting her calories was not the first thing that came to mind. Fujiko dove deep into her wardrobe and pulled out a stretchy black skirt, one she had purchased for a halloween costume, but hung onto because she kinda liked it even though it didn’t fit… that was until now. Pulling the skirt up it fit perfectly, despite being two sizes too big when she had bought it. “Well I guess goth is my new look.” She said, taking a look in the mirror, fixating on the long black skirt.
Such a dark look would not do for Mr. Sanji though. From the moment Fujiko arrived at the store he didn’t like what he saw. “What is this?” He asked her.
“I’m sorry Mr. Sanji, it’s the only thing I have that fits.” She admitted, knowing he was particular to more bright and vibrant colors.
“It’s ok.” He said calmly, knowing he had no reason to be upset at his favorite employee. “Here, you take this and buy new clothes. You get a clothing stipend from now on, ok? Mr. Sanji must have his mascot looking her best at all times.” Mr. Sanji had handed Fujiko $100 and sent her off to shop.
Fujiko felt like this was the weirdest job in the world, who gives their employees a clothing allowance. She guessed being a stores mascot warranted the effort on the part of her employer, and this wasn’t just any normal clerk job, so she didn’t think too much further about it. Fujiko headed to one of her favorite stores, one that she knew she could find somethings that fit the style of Sanji’s Sweet Shop. They had trendy styles, good prices, and a lot of colors. She figured the more she looked like a rainbow the better.
She grabbed a couple looks and hit the dressing room. She picked things two sizes above her normal size as there was no denying her rear was bigger than ever. A very vibrant skirt was first, and Fujiko removed her own costume skirt so she could try on this new one. With her pale creamy legs on full display, Fujiko noticed how much softer they looked. All that sugary goodness had started to slowly accumulate into pockets of fat that were now warm to the touch.
Sliding the skirt up, she felt it start to resist as it reached her upper thighs. In the past Fujiko could just fall into her clothes, they had never been tight. This was a new feeling for her. The resistance at her thighs was just the start. When the garment finally reached her rear it met its match. The caloric candy pumped rear was a strong competitor, willing to fight off any undersized pieces of clothing it came across, and this skit was deemed very much undersized. Fujiko thought although her tushy was wider than ever, it was still soft and bouncy so she should be able to stretch it under something this size. But she was wrong, this chubby rump demanded more fabric. All of the clothes Fujiko picked were going to have to go back on the rack.
She quickly swapped them out for items four sizes larger than normal and quickly paid at the till. If these didn’t fit Fujiko would quit. Quit her job, quit her life, and certainly quit candy. For Mr. Sanji’s benefit though, everything thankfully fit when she tried them on later.
