An uneventful lunch

You groan as you take another whiff from Scott’s jockstrap, your 31-feet cock shuddering as it unloads yet another blast of seed into Frank’s hungering asshole, behind you, Garret was still going to town on your own supersized behind, it was a wonder just how you got any work done these days, but then again, as the big boss, you had an army of underlings to do the work for you

Speaking of, you could already see them coming through your office’s glass windows, each of your workers were pulling carts completely overfilled with fast food and catering orders from every single restaurant in the city, you lick your lips as your gigantic belly rumbled with hunger, its shaking could be felt in the entire floor, signaling that it was time for lunch

“Finally, I was about to waste away” you jokes as the first intern of the lunch procession came to you, offering you enough chinese food to feed a family of 10 for a week, you wasted no time, whit a hand that was bigger that the intern’s head, you took the takeout and started to shovel it right into your greedy mouth, in just a few minutes, the cart was empty, and the intern would leave and be replaced by another with a cart containing a farm’s worth of fried chicken, you did short work on that too

This would go on for a few hours, you would glut yourself like a slobby pig as your interns would feed you, some would rub your massive belly, dry humping its expanse, others would grab onto your arms, your biceps bigger that their whole person as they would lick and worshiped them

During all of this you were still fucking Frank, and Garret was still fucking you, the floor in your office soon being covered by puddles of your combined seed, such public arts of wanton debauchery would have gotten you in a lot of trouble only a few days ago, but now, to you and the rest of the world, this was just your normal workday

And besides, everyone loved it, you turned your head to see your underlings through the glass windows, the office space was set up in such a way that everyone would be able to get a clear look at the big boss’ office, you were told it was quite motivating, and could not help but agree as you saw many of your office drones openly masturbating to your show, it filled you with nothing but pride, to be such an object of adoration

Unbeknownst to you, or really anyone for that matter,was that the wishing powder tainted water that made all of this possible had made its way to every worker on your floor, on way or another, and as they beat their dicks to your presence, they could not help but let their hidden desires out, and for the magic to do its work

“The boss is just soooo hot! I wish he was twice as manly!”

“Look at that pig eat, so greedy, i wish even a feast like that would not even get him full”

“How big was the boss again? Like 34.000 pounds right? I wish he was so large he would fill that office with his fat already!”

“Cock, cock, cock!! I can even smell the boss’s dick from here, I wish it would just grow to reach me so I could suck it!”

These were only a few of the wishes made during this particular moment, but there were many more, and most were directed at making you an even bigger boss that you already were

Your uneventful lunch was about to become anything but.