Midnight Bakery - Part 1

Presenting a new story! This was commissioned by an anonymous donor who wanted something with a bit of a horror element. Hopefully that comes across in the final piece. This is going to be an eight part story, with two parts a week. There will be a little break from Brittany's Belly for the month, but she will be back once this one is over.

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Crystal was so happy to have landed this job. She threw on a pair of her nice and stretchy black leggings over her slender legs and headed in. Crystal had just been hired at Sweet Dough Bakery to stock shelves overnight. This was perfect for her, because one, bakery… yum! And two, Crystal was an extreme night owl, so working the overnight shift was something she was looking for, but often not found.

Her new boss told her to meet at the back entrance at 10pm, a good hour after they closed and shut down all the equipment and started to head out. “Hi Rebecca, it’s great to see you again!” Crystal beamed. One other thing Crystal liked about this job was her new boss Rebecca was much like her, thin, in her 20’s, bubbly.

“Ah Crystal, just in time, come on in and I’ll show you around.” Rebecca smiled while holding the door open. Crystal walked in followed by Rebecca, as her boss started to give her a tour of their facility. “So this is where all the fresh finished product will be. You’ll need to stock the front, and then load up all these trays. Here I'll show you what goes where.” After about 15 minutes Rebecca was done showing Crystal around, and saw herself out for the night, leaving the young lass all alone.

Crystal had to admit it was kinda spooky being in this place alone. Although it was a newer bakery, it was built in a decently older brick building. That fact gave it a lot of charm during the day when people were coming and going constantly, but it added a significant spook factor in the middle of the night when you’re all alone. This didn’t stop Crystal from doing her job though, she just had to focus on the task at hand.

Crystal found her groove and started to get the front of the store well stocked. Every once in a while though, something would grab her attention and freak her out. It started with a light bulb that all of a sudden burnt out, a few minutes later it was a mop that randomly fell over, she even jumped at a sheet tray that she thought she had moved that was still on the counter when she turned back around.

After about four hours, her shift was half over, and the front display case was perfectly stocked, each pastry and puff looking immaculate and ready to buy. Crystal had even started to get the back trays prepped, which was her second task of the night. Without going back and forth to the front of the bakery, Crystal was just motoring around the back store room, which she found the creepiest place in the building. The moon was high as the clock struck 2 AM, providing more light through the old windows than the aging light bulbs were. Crystal finished checking her watch and was about to continue her task when all of a sudden she felt herself falling and her eyes closing.

Groggy, Crystal tried to orient herself. She rubbed her eyes like she was waking up from a nap. She found herself sprawled on the cold concrete floor of the bakery store room. Using her senses to try and deduce what had happened to her, she subconsciously tried to stand back up straight, her legs felt heavy though, could that be from her fainting spell? Reorienting herself more by the second, soon she was standing up straight, her wits about her regained. She scanned around the room with a slow 360 degree spin. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, that was until she finally looked down at her lower half.

As she has spun she had felt that something as off with her legs, they had rubbed in a way they never had before. Looking down she now knew why. Her normally lanky legs were now chubby round sausages! Not literally sausages, but her so so slim legs were now covered in a very thick layer of fat. They were soft to the touch, they were bulging outwards and inwards, leaving no more perfect thigh gap that she had been so proud of.

Her legs weren't the only thing that was thick, no no. Those thick legs were attached to a wider pair of hips as they transition to the rest of her body. Noticing these changes, Crystal quickly realized she could only see her front, noting that past her hips there didn't seem to be much of a change continuing up. She craned her neck around to find her butt had also inflated during her fainting spell, probably the biggest change of all. Being so skinny, Crystal was used to not having a butt, but now she had a massive bubble of one. Her leggings were still wrapped tightly around it, lending their ultra stretchy ability in this time of need.

Crystal was completely shocked. How did this happen? Why did it happen to her? She knew this place was spooky, but make her fat, she had never seen that in the movies before. Crystal looked down at her watch, 3AM. "Crap!" She exclaimed in the empty room. A whole hour had passed, and she still had a lot of work to do. This fainting and bigger legs thing was weird, but she still needed this job desperately, and didn't want to screw up on her first night.

She started to rush around, loading the trays and moving the carts into position. Her legs felt like she was wearing cement bricks around her ankles. They moved so slow, and rubbed against each other. After moving around a bit, and really feeling the extra weight, Crystal guessed she had gained about 50 pounds, she felt so heavy! She could cry about it when she got home though, now she had to work.

She kept getting distracted though, all the baked goods looked so tasty. She had been working with them all night, but now her stomach churned and clenched, almost begging for her to eat some of them. It was not part of her job description to eat the merchandise, plus after a 50lb thickening of her lower half, a sinful calorie filled treat was the last thing Crystal mentally wanted to eat. Her stomach had other plans though, and seemed to have a mind of its own. Soon Crystal found herself listening to her stomach rather than her conscious.

She grabbed one sticky bun off the tray and held it in her hand. 'Just one, just to appease my stomach.' she told herself, but she couldn't stop at just one. Once her belly tasted that sweet sweet sugar it only craved for more. Crystal started eating sticky buns as fast as she could, holding one in each hand while she chewed a big bite.

There was so much more here than sticky buns though, and Crystal and her stomach wanted it all. A few brownies, a few gourmet cookies. All the trays that she had meticulously prepared were now in shambles after Crystal had attacked them. She couldn't stop herself, not as there remained room in her belly.

After an hour-long binge Crystal finally regained control, but the damage had been done. Her belly looked like a beach ball, packed with all the food she had eaten. She kicked herself for letting that happen, but deep down she almost felt like she didn't have a choice, like her stomach had taken over. How was she ever going to lose all this weight! Fat, fat, fat, that's how Crystal felt, and she wanted nothing to do with it.

Her shift was ending in two hours, and she had just put herself three hours behind. There was no way she was going to be able to finish in time, especially not with how sluggish she was now moving with such a full belly. She tried her best though, maybe she could just blame it on being a beginner.

Crystal was close to weeping as she finished her shift. With 6am close to striking distance, Crystal took her leave so she could get out of there before anyone saw her like this. She bawled on the way home, tired, exhausted, and ready for bed. She wanted this job, but something in that place had made her fat, and that wasn't a hazard of the job she could take lightly. What's done is done, Crystal was a pro at staying trim and figured she could lose this extra weight in no time. She didn't know what had happened at the bakery, but at least she would have her guard up tomorrow night during her next shift.