Beginning to waist away

Britney made her selection quickly, turning her phone off, preparing to leave, and only stopping at her apartment's exit when her phone buzzed. She'd texted Maddie saying she might be late to the class.

Maddie: No tardiness accepted. You have to be punctual and run over here Missy

Britney nodded to nobody in particular, and began to run towards the gym. That made sense. She had to get to her class on time. To be punctual she had to run.

Of course, she didn't see the text following until after she reached the gym, soaked in sweat from her non-stop sprint. Huffing and puffing, she went into the gym, trying her best to maintain her perfect walk as she rushed past the front desk, and into the side room, where Maddie hadn't yet started her class. Once she had caught her breath, found a spot to place her gym bag, and walked over to Maddie, she spoke up.

"Made it!" Britney said. Maddie lightly laughed.

"You didn't get my text?" Britney cocked her head and read her phone.

Maddie: Just kiddin :D. No rush for my model

Britney groaned and talked over what the class held for them before beginning.

Before Britney had very much as left her apartment, Gem ladies processed her decision, and spat the text out onto her scree, closing once it hadn't been clicked in 5 minutes.

Punishment Selection: > Waisting Away. Synergy found with It's a (growing) piece of cake! Synergy:

Pears: Exhibiting The Finest of Fruits = Waisting Away + It's a (growing) piece of cake

Pears: Exhibiting The Finest of Fruits - User will proudly refer to their body shape as a pear, both in conversation and internally; furthermore, user takes **** pride in their body shape, and will constantly attempt to maintain, flaunt and/or advertise their shape, whether via social media, conversation, clothing, or misc. Synergy will be replaced if user transitions to another body type via other transformations.

"Water break. Sorry." Alex said, stumbling out of the room and nearly grasping his lips onto the water fountain the gym had; he seriously considered it before shaking his head and guzzling down as much water as possible.

He'd stayed longer then he meant to with Maddie, who was ecstatic that he'd worn the clothes she'd given him a few days prior, meekly asking Alex if at the next class he might come early to help her plan some marketing material; when Alex said yes, Maddie had promised Alex a 'personal trainer experience you won't forget', and the two had followed up an already hard workout with Maddie's **** driving.

"Can I be honest with you Maddie?" Alex asked, pulling at his pants in discomfort; thankfully enough, even with their tightness, his dick wasn't popping out. He just no longer had the heart or willpower to tell Maddie he wasn't Britney.

"For sure." Maddie said. She looked like she was bracing for bad news.

"Does my stomach look big? Like, my waist is puffy or something." Alex said. He figured a personal trainer would know the answer to this, of all people. "And I've had some weight gain in my glutes, but I just wanted to make sure it wasn't just me being crazy."

Maddie raised her eyebrow and put her hands on Alex's hips, thinking for a minute, then going behind Alex.

"No. You look fine to me." Maddie said.

Fine wasn't how Alex felt, or even wanted to look, truth be told. He wanted to.... "Lose the weight. I want to get back to how I used to look. Having a beer belly looks godawful Maddie."

After a playful back and forth, of Maddie assuring Britney she was not fat, and Alex complaining he felt he was, he conceded to Maddie that he might not be fat. Pear shaped. That word bounced around in his noggin', like a comforting blanket, and Maddie nodded at it. Following her out to her car for a ride, Maddie pulled something from the trunk and handed it to Alex.

"Not saying you need it. BUT..." Maddie laughed softly. "Big butt......you can wear something like this during and after workouts to help make your waist get more work in."

"Oh, that's really cool!" Alex said, taking it in hand. "So y-...."

His phone buzzed. Alex pulled it out, and it sounded like a vaguely familiar voice, snaking its way into Alex's subconscious.

"Miss Gloria Gemworth, this is Dan from Barista 'n Bikini's; I kept you in my schedule for a morning interview. I'll need you in as soon as possible, just incase we get slammed and I have to cut our interview short." Daniel's voice said.

Gloria shook her head. She'd lost her train of thought. Right. Barista 'n Bikini's. Interview. She had to make it. Maddie looked a bit concerned at her friends sudden seriousness and inquired if all was okay.

"All good!" Gloria assured her. "Have an interview I have to go to, like, well, right now. Worried since I don't have any clothes I might be looking like a bum." She said scratching the back of her head.

"I gotchu Brit. Always got a spare change of clothes on me. Might be tight in a few areas, but you'll look as professional as you need to." Maddie said, and Gloria jumped her with a hug, squeezing her tightly in thanks.

It was, it turned out, tight in every area, something that surprised Maddie. A nice blue blouse with a flower decorated pocket, and a pair of snug khakis made Gloria transform into a semi-professional looking woman, with Maddie seeming in the dumps that she would not be able to help with her makeup.

"You always have such perfect makeup Brit. Honestly, if I were you, I'd be flexing that makeup ability. I mean in 5 minutes. you changed your whole look!" Maddie said, prompting a laugh from Gloria, and then a photo taken, posted with the caption 'Business Casual Type of Day'. When they arrived at the parking lot, Maddie smiled to her friend, who tightly hugged her in thanks.

"I'll get you gas money later Maddie." Gloria said, fleeing from the car like it was a sinking ship, and swaying her way into the shop. Before pulling out, Maddie kept her eyes on the swaying hips, the light walk in the flats, and the general airness of Gloria's walk. Like a model down a runway.

"Honestly Gloria, this whole interview is a formality corporate makes us do. See if you **** people, don't know what service industry jobs are like, that sort of stuff." Daniel said, sitting in one of the booths with the nodding Gloria, who tracked his every word, and his eyes with her own.

"Mhm. I understand completely Mr. Daniel." Gloria replied.

"Please, please, no formality." He put his hands up. "Dan is fine. I'm a general manager, not a president."

Gloria giggled and nodded. The place was relatively dead, but it also was a Monday morning, so maybe that was the problem. "So what's this whole Bikini theme?"

Dan looked like the question had been broached a million times. "Uh, yeah, that's the road bump for a lot of people. Corporate is maybe going to change our name. But, in any event, we have a normal shift throughout the day that is family friendly....." A waitress waltzed by wearing plastered on booty shorts and a tube top. "Ehm, more family friendly than normal. Just a coffee shop or diner; our back area is the more...." He struggled for a word.

"Boobalicious?" Gloria suggested with a smile. Dan looked relieved.

"Right. On the money." He said. "Cigar lounge, pretty girls handing out drinks, you know, fulfilling the name."

They chatted a bit more, and Dan looked extremely relieved by the end of the interview when Gloria shook his head, accepting her new job. Dan didn't let her hand go as easily as Gloria imagined, or she let him hold onto it longer then she meant; in any event, he escorted her throughout the facility, showing her the cooks, both areas, and the wait staff.

All of them were extremely friendly to the talkative Gloria, and before she had even worn a uniform or worked a shift, she was added to their Group Chat, solicited 10 different numbers, and had received advice from each on the best shifts, whether it was worth it to work in a bikini in the back area. Before she left for the day, she fulfilled Dan's request to see her prior to leaving.

"Right, saw you getting acquainted with everyone. I won't lie and say we have a ton of business, but I'm hoping enough pretty girls can turn that around for us. At your first shift we'll get you a uniform; all girls have to work the front first, just in case that makes them uncomfortable." Dan said with a smile. Gloria nodded and took one of the lollipops on his desk, letting herself enjoy its sensation as he talked about what schedule worked best for her; when he was done, Gloria smiled and hugged a surprised Dan, who let his hands drift onto her hips.

He gave her his personal cell 'just incase' and Gloria felt a buzz of warmth as she left for the day. Her first shift was tomorrow evening and Dan couldn't wait.

Gloria had left Barista 'n Bikini's in a great mood, and nearly missed the buzz of her phone call, sashaying her way down the town's avenues and walkways to go back home; pausing to pull it out, she fiddled with her lollipop, Dan more than happy to provide her a few before she had left.

"Cindi, where are you?" The Fraternity President's strong voice asked.

They talked a bit, and Cindi soon was being picked up by him, not having realized his Frat House was less than a 5 minute drive from her new workplace. He helped her get in and began small talk, planting her tiara on her head before they had progressed too far. Smiling at her returned crown, Cindi felt a rush of annoyance, and briefly lost focus.

"Hey Cindi, you still listening?" He asked.

"uh-huh."

"You gotta listen to me Cindi. I was asking if you'd be able to help me out with a problem." Cindi's back strengthened and became an iron rod, her ears opening fully, and her mind forgetting her past stuff. Listen.

"I'm listening Will." Cindi said as he drove to destination nowhere.

"Okay." He replied. "Well, my sister right, she's a sophmore at college. And to be honest, she might be fucked. She needs to pledge 4 girls, since she kicked 4 out after they insulted her."

Cindi nodded. His words were being written into her brain like a tablet.

"And it's not pledging season anymore. She's got 3. But no one else wants to do it. I mean literally zero. None." Will said with pain in his voice.

Cindi was seeing where he was going. "You want me to pledge for her. Will, I do-...."

"Here me out, you need to let me finish Cindi; please." He replied and Cindi shut up. His hand rested on her cream colored pantleg, and Cindi squeezed it with both of her own, and then rubbed his palm. "You don't have to join. Just, uh, show up. Prove she got 4. No one expects the girls to join, its sorta just a test. I'll pay whatever you need to pass. Please."

Cindi waited until he was completely done. She'd listened and understood his point. They'd pulled up to a cliff overlooking the town, their drive having been longer then Cindi had thought.

"Okay. I'll help." Cindi replied, and Will thanked her profusely, the color returning to his face. He snapped a photo of her face, sending it to his sister, and opened the car door for her, taking her hand; he was quite the gentlemen now that everything had gone his way.

It was a beautiful vista, stuck in a little corner of the town, and Cindi was happy to wander around its greenery. Will seemed happy just to have gotten a solution to his problem. When their hike was over (Cindi's not-designed-for-nature flats limiting her abilities) they headed back to the car and got to peak at the evening sun. Will faced Cindi, who was feeling warm all over, yet freezing cold. Her lips met his and she felt down right amazing, like a firecracker, and she reached for his belt buckle.

Very soon, her lips had wrapped themselves around his dick, and he shoved her down into his dick more. When everything was said and done, she felt him, without a single regard, bust into the back of throat, and she turned to face him, with his phone in hand. Mouth still engulfing his now flaccid dick, Cindi tried to speak, before pulling out and then speaking.

"Did you have your phone?" It was hard to ask. Impossible really. But had he been....

"Don't worry about it Cindi, you don't care, do you? You should just forget it." He said dismissively, and began to drive away.

The rest of the drive Alex pondered over the salty taste in his mouth, what he had been worried about, and just how the hell he'd ended up from his bed in these clothes. Everything was incredibly confusing, and it was not easier to explain when the dude he was with opened his door, patted him on his ass, and went for a kiss. Alex fled the scene before he might steal a kiss.

Ethan was snoring on the couch. Yesterday's low profile game was on. Everything was peaceful. Yet Alex was flipping out in front of his mirror. Even the light pitter patter of rain did not help.

Bitch tits. Gigantic ass. Some corset thing around his waist. Women's clothes on (he wasn't sure about this one, he couldn't find if it was a myth about which sides buttons were supposed to be on). His stomach looking smaller, and yet fat at the same time; worst of all, another post on his social media! A Group Chat beginning to message him about work tomorrow.

His head was swimming with a million problems. He'd missed class today as well. Gavyn had texted him the notes upon request.

Alexa: Thanks Gav. I owe u 1 !!! Lemme make it upon 2 u :)

Gavyn: No biggie. I'll take owing me one

Alex stared in his mirror again. He was fresh faced, without a hint of makeup, and his body shape looked abnormal. Like a pear. Yes, exactly like a pear. Pear-shaped. With his thinner waist, bulging cheeks, and wide hips, he was that. Banging out a round of situps naked on his floor, Alex did some air squats, sore as hell from the gym, but still having a near panic attack from whatever the hell was going on. Gem Ladies sat in his mind. He'd pulled that theory out from the dumpster corner of his mind.

Worst of all, he'd realized somehow he now had the tiara from those stupid social media account posts. Okay. That settled it. He was deleting them. Drunk Alex was getting up to stupid shit.

Thank you, valued user, for requesting account deletion. Due to widespread problems with accidental or malicious deletion, we will evaluate your request to see if it is legitimate. Please wait 72 business hours to hear back.

Every single account said that exact same thing. For the millionth time that night, a naked Alex imagined throwing his phone ou the window, hopefully frying in some puddle somewhere; he stopped himself and lay in bed. He was exhausted.

A single game of Gem Ladies lie between him and sleep. It was, however, no regular Gem Ladies game that greeted him.

Greetings User Alex, we here at Gem Ladies know Monday's are, without a doubt, the worst day of the week. Please, take a special Battle Royale ticket on us. You'll be playing against 99 other players in a Battle Royale style match. You are seeing who can go the quickest. 1st through 10th place get their own rewards, with others players getting what suits their placement.

Alex's energy peaked. That sounded fun as hell.

It was fun. More fun than any regular game of Gem Ladies he'd played. But it was hard. Hard as hell. He'd struggled to maintain a lead, as other players might gang up on you and fuck with your Gem board. When he briefly occupied 1st, an avalanche of Gem's filled his board, and he shot back to 78th.

By rounds end, he was 39th. Middle-ground. Not terrible. He'd have done better if he hadn't sprinted the first part and fucked up his ranking.

Due to being above 30 but below 40, you must: upgrade one punishment & select one non-upgradeable punishment.

Upgrade:

B is for Boobies (ii) - User grows to B-cup size. Unable to call breasts by professional/medical terminology, will use words such as boobies, sweater puppies, etc. Begin users slight love of observations of their breasts. Further upgrades will change this perk.

Appeaser to a Fault (ii) - User is addicted to conversation/self-promotion and feels mental anguish if a conversation ends in a negative manner and/or mental fog if unable at make a connection with someone. Unable to prevent themselves from conversing, and to end a conversation can lead to something close to physical pain.

Unknowing Flirt (ii) - User unknowingly will flirt with both men and women. Uses noticeable word cues & facial expression, alongside placing themselves into situations to create flirting opportunities. If asked, user will weakly deny that they are flirting.

Non-Upgradeable Punishment:

Need a Piercing - User will desire to get their ears, and one random portion of their body pierced; will feel something is missing if no stud is in the pierced orifices. If ear is already pierced, randomly select two portions and use those two.

The Customer (and their tip) is King! - In any service industry job, user will find: the have no willpower to resist customer demands, and that they will be overly concerned with receiving the best tip possible

2Petite? - User's overall bodymass shrinks 2 levels