CEO to Slobby Gamer (WIP Preview)

WARNING THE FULL STORY WILL CONTAIN: Female Slobification (Weight Gain, Burping, and Farting)

A formerly uptight and stoic business woman discovers an MMORPG on a co-worker's laptop. While she is confused and weirded out at first, she eventually decides to give it a try. This kicks off a descent into her becoming a SSBBW slob gamer who works from home to maximize her time spent online.

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            The dull day at the office turned into an exercise in stress management once people realized who was among them. Anyone daring enough to peek their head out from their cubicle would catch a glance at the CEO’s black hair tied up in her trademark, pristinely styled bun. Those with enough credit in the company to be considered worth something were allowed to address the woman clad in a black suit and grey tie as Ms. Gella Lexen. However, most would usually be dissuaded from saying a word once they caught a glimpse of the faux look of disdain in her eyes.

            In truth, Gella’s less than happy expression didn’t spring from hatred for her employees but rather her own discontent for her position. The reputation she had built up by climbing the ranks of the company was little comfort considering that she was alone and had very few friends to talk to. Any chance for her to go out and be social was typically taken away from her either to participate in a meaningless meeting or by her coworkers being too afraid to ask.

            “Here are the reports for this quarter, Ms. Lexen,” said one man with far too much gel in his hair.

            “Thank you… Steven was it?’ Gella replied.

            “Yes mam, and might I say it is an honor to have you in the office today.”

            “Thank you, I do feel rather welcome,” she commented, hoping that would be enough to keep up appearances. “While I’m here, I do want to discuss the upcoming quarter’s-“

            “HEEEEE YAAAAAAHHHHH!”

            The out of place battle cry echoing through the office grabbed the attention of the CEO and the manager. Leading the way, Gella moved surprisingly fast on her high heels to find the source. When she finally managed to make her way to the cubicle it was just in time to hear the clang of steel coming from a laptop’s speakers. Sitting at the desk with a pair of headphones on was a woman whose chubby form was a stark contrast to Gella’s slender figure. Straining her shoddy dress as she continued to tap away at her keyboard and click her mouse, she looked completely enraptured by the action on screen. The ignorant woman failed to realize that her headset was unplugged up until Steven walked up to grab her shoulder.

            “Dotty!” Steven called out, nearly making the woman tumble out of her seat. “What did I tell you about playing that stupid game on company time?”

            “It’s not stupid,” Dotty said, scrambling to her feet. “It’s Steel Soldiers, the hit MMORPG where you play as a-“

            “I don’t care what it is,” Steven berated. “You have the gall to do this in front of our company’s CEO? I swear, every time I think you’re doing something to improve your work ethic, you just-“

            At this point, Gella tuned out Steven chewing out Dotty in favor of looking at the screen. Ignoring the employee’s inert avatar, she watched in the distance as humanoid robots did battle with all sorts of fantastic creatures. Matching up the sounds she had heard with the swings of swords and blasts of guns, she became intrigued by the flow. A tingle went down her spine as Dotty’s character leveled up and a satisfying ding echoed out.

            “Hold on,” Gella said, stopping Dotty and Steven mid-argument. “You,” she said, pointing towards the pudgy woman. “Tell me more about this game.”

            “It’s a, um, game where a bunch of players get together to obtain gear and fight monsters,” Dotty nervously explained. “I know it doesn’t seem like it, but you’re looking at one of the most popular MMO RPGs on the market right now.”

            “And the main source of you wasting our time,” Steven spoke up.

            “Enough,” Gella said, silencing the manger with a glare. “Dotty, come with me,” she said, guiding the woman out of the cubicle. “I would like to have a little chat with you.”

            “I-I’m so sorry, Ms. Lexen,” the office worker stammered out, her clothes looking on the verge of breaking apart from her nervous shaking. “Please don’t fire me. This would be the fifth job I’ve-“

            “I’m not firing you,” Gella replied, doing little to ease the employee’s fears as they entered her office. Seating Dotty across from her, the CEO took her spot in the throne-like chair behind her desk. “I just wanted to chat about this game. There may be some…business advantages I can gain from it.”

            Dotty hazarded a small smile on her face. “Yes, mam. Where should I start?”

            “Where to install it would be a good introduction,” Gella said, triggering a long speech from the office worker about the ins and outs of the game that had grabbed the CEO’s attention.

             Coming back from work late on a Friday night, Gella dropped off her briefcase and made her way over to her home office. Normally, her routine would be to slip into her nightwear and head to bed in order to get some work done on the early Saturday morning. However, she had specifically planned out her work to take care of any lingering duties to leave at least one day of her weekend free. With the knowledge that she was at least momentarily safe from her own need to always be benefiting the company, she didn’t bother getting out of her suit as she sat down at her computer.

            Turning on her monitor, she was greeted with the typical collection of business programs and folders containing work documents. The usual crowd was contrasted against the single icon placed in the dead center of the screen. The image depicted a crest of a robot head flanked by a pair of swords, identifying it as the Steel Soldiers program she had installed the very same day she had spoken to Dotty.

            Reaching the login screen, she was greeted by the character creator to introduce her to the game. Considering that she was a new player, her options were limited to a series of basic starting gear and unimpressive figures. However, the limitations of the system still provided her with a much needed boost of creativity as she let herself build up a character that was the antithesis of her normal self. What she was left with was a wild looking woman with long, unkempt hair, that didn’t seem afraid to show off her bulky muscles.

            Looking over her in-game avatar with a strange sense of pride, Gella was just about to click on to the next page until she was stopped by something. The seemingly innocuous empty box filled her with a sense of uncertainty as it gave her he seemingly simple task of picking a name. For the thirty two years of her life, she usually answered this question by typing in “GellaLexen” followed by whatever series of numbers it took to get the job done and move on. Feeling like her usual method wouldn’t be very fitting of her virtual self, she typed in the first thing that came to mind.

            “SlobEO,” Gellas said aloud to herself, finding a strange sense of satisfaction as it rolled off the tongue. “Let’s give it a shot.”

            Thrown into the tutorial, the business woman put her organizational skills to work passing through the starting tasks. Over the course of multiple conversations with Dotty, she was told that the onboarding process could be a little rough. While she could see why most people would struggle to grasp the concepts being presented to her, breaking it down into simple graphs and strategy guides helped her to easily glide through. Gaining an understanding of the basic mechanics, she dove into the very thing that had been eating up the majority of her thoughts for the past week.

            The actual experience of getting to play the game firsthand was like nothing she had ever felt before. Sure, she was still frantically typing away at her keyboard. However, the act of seeing her keystrokes take out low level enemies never truly lost its appeal. The peak of her interest came when she killed enough mobs to earn her first level up. While her on-screen avatar merely made a small animation of a glow encompassing her body, for Gella it was like a wave of euphoria flooding over her.

            The pleasing tingle Gella felt was undone somewhat as she felt a hungry growl come from her stomach. Pulling out her phone, her eyes went wide as she realized just how late it was. While her better logic told her that she should just call it a night, the allure of getting just one more level kept her at odds with her own, vigorous routine. During the time it took for her to try and decide what to do, her thoughts were hurried along by each hungry growl that emanated from her belly.

            Getting up from her chair, Gella rushed her way over to her kitchen. Not in the mood to make anything and thinking it was far too late to order takeout, she was forced to settle on something else to keep herself going. Sitting back at her desk, she popped open a bag of chips and scarfed down a handful. Licking the crumbs from her lips, she helped to wash it down with an energy drink can.

            As she went through her less than nutritious meal, she could already feel the bubbles starting to pop in her stomach. Sure enough, the next sound of her leveling up became intermixed with the sound of a small belch leaving her lips. Disgust was the initial reaction, but that was swiftly swept away by the pop up notice on her screen saying that she had found a new weapon. She persevered through several more belches as she kept going through the game and eating her chips. The only thing that made her stop was one of her gas bubbles managed to make its way out in the form of a squeaky fart.

            The waft of foul air that made its way into Gella’s nostrils gave her a sense of clarity about her surroundings. Her ears picked up the sound of birds chirping in the distance, drawing her attention to the sunlight starting to creep in through the windows. Standing up from her chair, she could see the crumbs that littered her suit. Lifting up her arm, she was revolted by the sight of sweat stains she had garnered from her night long gaming session. No longer under the influence of her energy drink she could feel the exhaustion hit her all at once. Scolding herself for losing track of time over a stupid game, she promptly logged off and stepped away to clean up and get some much needed rest.