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Michael had applied for a job at this local donut shop, not knowing exactly what he was gonna do but was ecstatic when he found out. "I'm gonna be a taste tester?" He asked and the girl smiled, she was apparently the manager but she looked way too young to be one, Michael honestly thought she was a customer with her pigtails and short pink frilly skirt, but she wasn't. "Yep, you okay with that?" She smirked, "Yeah." He laughed, it was the most obvious answer. She put a tray infront of him of a dozen diffrent donuts, "Eat each one and check a yes or no if we should sell ot." She grinned and handed him a clip board and pen, a list of the donut names with two boxes with a "Yes" and a "No" next to them, this wasn't gonna be too hard. He would eat a whole donut and then check a box next to it, most of them were checked yes, but there were a couple when he would put no. But, right after he finished the dozen, he was given another tray filled with yet another dozen, "There's more?" He gulped, "Are you gonna be able to handle it?" She smirked and he would not let a girl who looked like she was fucking 12 make him admit defeat, "I'll be fine." He smiled and continued on with his job. He ended up eating 5 dozen donuts, his belly was being squished by his jeans and belt that he was surprised didn't break by now, "See you tommorow Michael." The girl, who he learned her name was Phoebe. "Yeah, see ya." He smiled and tugged down his shirt, "Wait, these are a little reward for your first day. And just so you know, if you want to take home a donuts it's okay, they're free for employees. " Phoebe smiled and handed Michael a box of a dozen donuts, "Thanks for that." He smiled and walked out the door, letting out a load groan as he sat down in his car, "Ugh, my belly." He groaned and let out a heavy sigh as he put the box down in the passenger seat, his belt finally gave in and snapped apart as well as his button popped off. He rubbed his stuffed gut and drove to his apartment, he walked up to his apartment with the donut box and he shut the door behind him, he opened the donut box and practically whined when he saw what was inside, a dozen fucking cinnamon buns that were covered in icing, "Goddamn she's gonna make me fat." He mumbled as he sat down on the couch and put the box on the table, he turned on the TV and picked up a donut, shoving it in his mouth and moaning at the taste. It was the best cinnamon roll he had ever tasted! He shoved two more in his mouth before he started to get really thirsty, he stood up and rubbed his bulging belly softly as he got a gallon of milk from his fridge, he sat back down and took a big swig from the gallon, turning his focus back to the TV and watching AHS (American Horror Story), he didn't know he had eaten them all until his went to grab another until his hand scraped the bottom of the box, he looked down at his belly and realized how big it had gotten, he picked up the milk and chugged the rest of the gallon, his belly expanding even more and he slammed the empty jug onto the table, he laid down on the couch and rubbed large circles on his beach ball belly, falling asleep. He woke up and saw the swelling in his belly had gone down some, but it still looked half a basketball ball, he stood up with a bit of a struggle from the width of his belly and walked to his bedroom, talking off his busted jeans and pulled on another pair of jeans, but he was jumping around the room and tried getting the jeans over his thighs, he was panting and sweating after he finally got them on, he tried buttoning them, but they didn't come close. He groaned and pulled on some sweats, he'll go shopping after work and put on a large sweater, putting on his combat boots before walking out the door and driving to work, he walked in with a small feeling of embarrassment in his chest, he went to the back and found Phoebe. "Hey Michael, you liked the cinnamon buns?" She smirked, "The best I've ever tasted, but how did you know?" He asked. "You got icing on your face." She laughed and he looked in the screen of his phone, seeing frosting on his cheek and he quickly wiped it off, blushing. "You gonna be able to handle today's batch?" She asked and Michael sat down, "I'm always ready." He smirked, he knew he was gonna have some type of rivalry with this girl. She came over with a tray with 30 different types of donuts and handed him the clipboard, "Happy eating." She smiled and walked away, he huffed and started eating, he swears this shop makes the best donuts he's ever tasted. He felt his belly expand after each donut, he was still full from yesterday and he had to eat them all, it was his job afterall. He gulped the last donut down and bit back a groan from how packed his belly was, continuously tugging on his shirt to keep his belly from showing, "Let's all for today." Phoebe smiled and Michael mentally sighed in relief, "Really?" He smirked as he stood up, "Oh, I almost forgot." She smiled and handed him an empty donut box, "What's this for?" He asked. "To fill up and take home." She grinned and he smiled slightly, filling it up with more cinnamon rolls and going to his car. Maybe, this would be the best job he's ever had.
