Rykken sat up in bed. Such a simple, seemingly easy task had become a bit slower and more difficult for the softened huskette. She glanced down but most of her view was blocked by her heavy chest. She could feel the soft fat of her belly bunch up and fold against her as she moved, shifted, and slid her legs off the edge of the bed. She sighed in relief, letting them spread a bit around the soft bulk of her pillowy belly. As she stroked the side of it she wondered if her favorite customer might be increasing her "tip" in proportion to her growing weight. He certainly seemed to stare more and more as she had outgrown uniform after uniform and now he was tipping her in full pizzas from his orders.

Now she was only a few sizes away from the biggest the company offered and still, she knew Toner's order would be a little bigger today than it had been, and her tip would be a little more generous.