gassy babe
Favor For Your Boss
Published: August 24th 2024, 2:08:37 pm
pov:
you work a desk job and your boss calls you into their office. the phone called sounded urgent so you rush in to see what they needed. When you open the door, you see your boss grinning, hand on belly and other hand covering their mouth, trying to suppress a burp that makes its way out.
“I’m so glad you’re here! My hands were pretty *hiccup* greasy and my pen slipped and fell under my desk while I was writing. Can you please get it for me? I’d get it myself but I went *burpppp*, excuse me, a little crazy during my lunch break and can’t get it. If I tried bending over I’d rip my pants…again.”
You’ve been noticing your boss gain weight over the past few months but you didn’t want to say anything. Their white button up has been getting tighter and tighter and you’ve even noticed their pants start to suffocate their ass (not that you’ve been looking or anything)…
“Are you going to get my pen, or?”
My boss catches me staring at their bloated belly.
“If you’re going to look that long you might as well go ahead and rub it.” Your boss says, jokingly. Your boss stares at you, curiously and almost….hungrily?
You blush and apologize for staring.
You get onto your knees and crawl past empty burger wrappers and fries that have fallen under their desk. The air smells stinky like fast food, probably from your boss’ farts.
Your boss belches again and it shakes the desk. They slap their belly and sheepishly excuses themselves again. The sudden eruption stops you in your tracks and you can feel your heart skip a beat.
You retrieve the pen and when you look up, this is what you see. Your boss’ bottom buttons have popped off and there’s crumbs all over their pants.
“Hey,” your boss starts, “Remember how I told you to rub my belly for me, as a joke? Well I’ve been burping up a storm since lunch and I’m still filled with gas. My belly’s really sore and if I don’t rub the rest of this gas out, I don’t know what I’ll do. Could you help me?”
You freeze. Did they really ask me to rub their belly? Is this real life? There’s no cameras in here but it seems wrong. And we’re at work. But they did buy me food last week, it’s the least I could do…
What would you do?