Candy Crush - Part 15

Sorry for the light postings recently. I plan on making it up to you all by posting a few updates in quick succession. I've been working on continuing Candy Crush and Iceberg Effect, so expect a few chapters there. I've also been working on a new commission project that I'll be posting updates from here as it comes together, long before it gets posted to DA when its done. Lastly I've been hammering out my own original story, a follow up to "So you want to be fat" so if you liked that one, hopefully this is similarly enjoyable. Thank you everyone who sticks around even during the dry times here, always know you never far from my mind and I'll try and reward your patronage as much as I possibly can.

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“Tamiko, are you nervous about our meeting with Mr. Sanji?” Fujiko asked as the two rode to the head office early one morning. Operations had been going well as Mr. Sanji had continued to open candy shops across the country, therefore his spokes model and personal assistant didn’t get much facetime with him these days, which is why a scheduled meeting like this was a bit unusual.

“No, of course not.” Tamiko lied, as she drove with one hand, and ate donuts from a box with her other, while her stomach nearly reached the steering wheel. Mr. Sanji had scheduled the meeting about a week ago, and Tamiko had been stress eating ever since. Not to mention the fact that Tamiko had been indulging her sweet tooth more and more each day, she also calmed her nerves by keeping her mouth full 24/7.

She had good reason too though, so it seemed. The company's golden goose, Fujiko, seemed to be fading away. Tamiko had Fujiko on a strict diet, which is to say a lack of diet, that was planned to keep her big and beautiful, just the image the corporate marketing machine wanted to portray. But in recent weeks and months it seemed like Fujiko had shedded some pounds. Tamiko didn’t know how this was possible, she ordered more take out than ever, was picking up fast food for them more than ever, made sure there was more candy delivered to the house than ever, yet Fujiko still shrank. The reason was easy to see to everyone else, but Tamiko was still blind to it.

She didn’t have much to fret over though, although Fujiko had maybe lost like 30 to 40 pounds, it hadn’t made much of a dent in the hundreds Tamiko had helped her gain. Fujiko was still enormous, larger than any girl on the street, just a little bit less so than before. She was starting to have some unlikely competition though.

Tamiko’s arm jiggled as it continually brought confection after confection to the plump lips of the driver. Her thick thighs shifted below the wheel, so big they fought for room in the tiny cab. This wasn’t helped by the fact mentioned before that her belly was so big it almost hampered her steering of the wheel. Tamiko only focused on the road though, well and her donuts, and her career that seemed to be hanging in the balance. ‘Do we have time to stop for breakfast tacos?’ she thought as they neared the headquarters, trying to keep her mind from racing a mile a minute.

The answer to that question was no. They were already running late, and at this point, just around the corner from the office. Once they arrived they were shown to a conference room, stocked with a big pile of candy in the middle of the table. Tamiko didn’t wait and started to help herself, even Fujiko had a few pieces while they waited. Soon Mr. Sanji himself walked in the room and took a seat. The candy mogul had a presence that was larger than life at this point, coming a far way from the corner candy store where this had all started.

Tamiko started sweating bullets, worried her job was about to be cut. She had no clue what she was going to do. “Girls! So good to be seeing you!” Mr. Sanji exclaimed. Despite his positive disposition, Tamiko was still worried, only Mr. Sanji would look happy delivering bad news. “I have fantastic thing to tell you.” Tamiko took a breath for the first time since he had entered the room. “Well mostly fantastic for you Tamiko.” She tensed right up again. “Marketing campaign need another spokes model, and I want you for the position. What you say?”

A rush of emotions and thoughts flooded Tamiko, first of which was that her job was safe, he hadn’t mentioned anything about Fujiko’s weight loss, that was a relief. The next thought was bewilderment at the offer. Why did he want her? Was it because of her relationship with Fujiko? The marketing campaign had always been focused on being big and beautiful and full of life. Ah, she got it now, they must want someone like her to contrast to the massive size of Fujiko. Tamiko still didn’t know just how much she had really gained these past several months.

There was only one answer Mr. Sanji was looking for, and now Tamiko was happy to give it. “Yes, of course, I’d love to.”

Mr. Sanji smiled. “Good. I have marketing send you the details. Be ready for shoot tomorrow. New campaign launch Monday, ok?”

Tamiko confirmed, never failing in her administrative duties. Inside she was excited, this was going to be a fun opportunity for her. She also hoped that with a new exciting marketing campaign, she could correct the ship with regards to Fujiko, this was just the opportunity she needed. There would be a celebratory dinner to kick things off tonight for sure.