Midnight Bakery - Part 4 (Patreon)

Crystal woke up to a vibration on her phone. She wanted to turn back over and fall asleep, but she knew she had something very important to do. She checked her phone and it was a text from Rebecca that had just come through. Well that was good, Crystal wanted to message her about meeting tonight so she could give her resignation in person. There were many unknowns about doing something like this, but Crystal wanted to be as professional as she could, quitting a job after only two days. Her first issue was, what could she possibly wear? She had doubled in size in only two days. She now made all of her clothes look like they would fit a child compared to her current size. And then there was the awkward issue of showing up to Rebecca double the size she was when she saw her only a couple of days ago, that was going to be weird to explain.

But the text she received baffled her even more than those two problems. Rebecca had sent a message that said “Almost forgot to tell you, the place looked great again this morning! You’re a real star.” Crystal questioned how that was even possible. Did Rebecca work at another bakery, was she getting confused? Crystal had left that place a train wreck, after eating a massive portion of their inventory. She decided to sidestep the comment and get straight to the point. She told her she wanted to meet tonight at the bakery, 10pm sharp. Rebecca replied immediately with an affirmative to the meeting. Crystal got the impression that her boss was as bubbly as ever, but it didn’t matter, Crystal was going to end this thing no matter what, even if it crushed Rebecca and she had to work all night to get the shelves stocked herself.

It was a few hours before Crystal had plans to meet with Rebecca, which gave her plenty of time to figure out her clothing predicament. Thankfully she had come up with a plan. She put in a pick up order with one of the large big box retailers in her area. She would just drive there and have the item delivered to her in the car. She would just throw a blanket or something over her lap so no one would notice that she wasn’t wearing any pants. Crystal had no clue what size she needed, all she knew is that it had to have X’s in it. So she bought four sizes, 1X-4X.

Her plan was working smoothly, well somewhat, as she headed to the store. She had a little trouble getting in the car. Last night she must not have noticed because she was so tired, but her hips had gotten so wide, it made closing her driver's side door a little difficult. She had to scoot over so some of her hip was covering the center console area. It also wasn’t comfortable when she went to slam the door closed and it slapped into her naked thigh, sending ripples through the soft squishy flesh.

At the store though, she checked in on her phone app and moments later a bag full of leggings was being dropped through her window, how convenient. Now she just had to figure out how to get them on. Before she would have just wiggled into them in her car, but she was much too wide for that now. Behind the store though there would be virtually no one. So she pulled her car around back and prepared to get out and put the leggings on. She didn’t see anyone so the coast was clear. She feebly attempted to put the 1X pair on, hopefully that her clothing crisis wasn’t that bad. They barely made it up her thigh. Worrying she was going to get caught, she quickly jumped to the 3X, which had some resistance, but fit much better than anything else she had worn in the past three days.

Finally comfortably clothed, Crystal figured she’d head home and lay low until tonight. Before she could get back in her car though she could smell something in the air. Next to the big box store was a small shopping plaza, which contained unbeknownst to her, a chinese buffet. Crystal couldn’t help but follow her nose over to the plaza to check it out. Each step quaked her rippling layers of fat on her lower half. As she got closer to the smell she could feel her stomach taking over. She couldn’t turn back towards her car even if she wanted to. Barging through the door, she eagerly asked for a table for one. The small singular table would be enough for her, as she was finally let loose on the buffet.

She piled a plate up high and returned to her chair. Her ass and hips overflowed the side of her seat, but it wasn’t bad enough yet that she needed two chairs. She couldn’t wait to eat, as she dismissed the groans coming from the furniture below her. With ferocious speed, Crystal gobbled down her first plate and refilled another. Each time she came back to the table with another plate her stomach looked a little fuller, and her chair groaned a little louder. After an hour, Crystal had finished an unthinkable amount of plates. Her body craved for more, but she was finding it harder and harder to get up from the table with each passing plate. With a heave ho, she lifted herself up to return to the buffet once more, a bit slower than when she had started. When she returned, the tired Crystal slammed her ass down on the chair, the cheap wood finally giving way, sending Crystal straight to the floor. She bounced off the tile floor with her springy rear, as any nearby eyes looked her away. Crystal was so full she wasn’t able to get up quickly, instead flailing about, completely embarrassed. A server came over and took her hand to help her up. She slowly rose, and the server had to strain against her immense weight. Crystal was on the verge of tears. Her ass had gotten so fat it had busted a chair, she was in here packing it away in a buffet when she was already fat as it is. She was just about at her breaking point. She threw some money on the table and waddled out before she started to bawl and had even more people staring at her fat ass.