Belly Literary Universe (part 2)

Cozca's Devils part 18: Retention

The desperate absurdity of the situation weighed on Kelri as much as her belly. There she was, laying on the ground, pinned by her gut, in a restricted room, in a decently high security facility. Helpless. Stuck because of how fat she was.

At least when she got herself beached on the floor of her office she had a secretary and boyfriend to call. But so deep in the mission, the only people who could possibly help would also sound the alarm.

And so she laid there, breathing heavily from her tepid attempts to reach behind the floor mounted computer. There was a small sense of shame in the back of her mind, but as she let her belly plop to the ground and drag her onto her side, she couldn't help but assess the situation from a certain problematic point of view. She gave her gut a hearty slap, as if to congratulate it. I'm going to get caught because I let Connor make me so fat... I'm going to get caught because I let myself get this fat. She thought. As she slowly rubbed her belly, there was some dark hope present that someone would walk in on her and admonish her. Not just for her attempted crime, but for her unrestrained gluttony.

She took another moment to relax, breath, and rub her belly. Finally, she reminded herself that she'd been training with Kary to prevent exactly that scenario from playing out. She grabbed the wheel of a rolly chair and pulled it over. With methodical steps, she laid on top of her belly, weight distributed across it and her hands and knees. Then she propped her torso onto the rolly chair, then leveraged herself with it to stand herself back up. It took her another minute to compose herself and catch her breath. She fixed her hair, straightened her outfit, then put her mind to solving the problem.

I prepared for this, she thought. I can make all this work to my favor. I just need to think. She paced - waddled back and forth across the room once. I need someone else to do it. I can't get anyone else in from the team. So someone else in the facility has to. But who? Oh... I got it! Kelri pulled out her phone and texted the Secret Advisor. "Listen. We're doing this for you. I'm in a situation, and if you want this to work and not be exposed then you need to help. You're a hacker right? Break into this facility and tell me which of the employees are still at their desks. Tell me their names. They have biometric scanners of some kind. Use those."

The Secret Advisor didn't respond with glibness or rhetoric. He just sent a list of a few names.

Kelri took the names and put them into the Cozca app. First one had no details. Second one was listed in the system, but only as being interested in masochism and belt buckles. But the third name was a hit. On the Cozca's app, it listed Andrew Wilkshire as having a belly fetish, a fat fetish, and a partly submissive nature.

Kelri chuckled. Somehow Maia's training was going to pay off. Without wasting another moment she left the quantum control office and found Andrew's cubical. She thought she would be more nervous. But after a year of gaining weight and getting aroused by it, the idea of showing it all off was comforting. Even if it was a stranger.

It was a rushed, but effective entrance. Or so she thought. She walked in and leaned against the flimsy cubicle wall, making it creak and threaten to break. "I need your help," She said with all the authority and command of a movie star.

Andrew, with his crew cut auburn hair and well pressed shirt, turned around with a look of confusion. He very quickly noticed the humongous belly of the woman standing in his workspace.

Kelri gave her belly an unsubtle slap to cement his attention to it.

The gesture really riled the man. "Uhhh what? What can I help you with?"

Kelri shook her head. "I don't have time to be coy, Andrew. Are you ready to break some rules?"

As predicted, Andrew shrugged in ignorance.

Kelri's somewhat short height meant cubicle desks were usually at the perfect level to rest her belly on. She didn't waste the opportunity. After a short waddle, she lifted her belly and plopped it next to Andrew's monitor. "I have done so much more walking today than I wanted or needed to. My back hurts. My feet hurt. I'm very tired. And I almost got stuck on the ground because of this thing," she said, picking up her belly and bouncing it on the desk, making it protest with a creak. "So listen. I want you to break a major rule. I want you to help me plug in a usb drive where it doesn't belong. And then once that's done I want you to keep quiet about the whole thing - cover my tracks."

"Uhhh why would I do that?"

Kelri smirked and gave her belly another attention drawing pat. "You're going to do all this because if you do, I'll let you touch this."

Andrew shook his head. "What the hell is happening. One, that is a huge thing to ask. And two? Isn't this sexual harassment? Some kind of sexual blackmail?"

Something in Kelri's mind told her he was definitely right. She pushed it out. "Probably. But I'm in a bind. Today has been a lot rougher than I wanted and I'm in a hurry."

Andrew picked up his phone.

"I don't know if this is a fantasy of yours Andrew, but you're not going to have other huge bellied women wandering into your workplace and offering you access. I know this is what you're interested in. And I know if you don't take the chance, you're going to regret it later on."

Andrew's finger hovered over the numbers as the dial tone sounded. His hand shook.

"I don't mean just a touch, I mean full on rubbing. I'll let you free it from my shirt if you want too.

It took another moment of thought, but Andrew hung up the phone. "I'd need to know what you're planning. This isn't sabotage? Data theft?"

"As far as I know the USB just has a program that needs to be compiled by your special computer over there. All I'm stealing is processor cycles."

"Is that it?" The man's face lit up. "Alright. You got a deal. This way."

Andrew moved at a much faster pace, though he also weighed probably less than half of what she did. They entered the quantum control office without incident.

Kelri pulled out the USB out of her bosom again and handed it to him. "I expected I needed to unplug the keyboard or mouse and plug it into that port."

Andrew said, "that will probably work."

"I couldn't reach. I made myself too fat to fit under it." Kelri said, laying the seduction on thick to keep him engaged throughout the deal.

Andrew just got down on his knees, crawled under the petite desk, and did the task. Immediately the screen unlocked, and opened a dozen command line windows. He got up and took a look at the screen.

"Holy shit... What did you do!?"

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