sugarbellies

    "I mean... look, I know the prince is coming, and I know you want the bakery to look p-presentable..." Alice reddened, as she tripped over her words. "But why do I have to do all the decorations when I can hardly reach the ceiling on this ladder, Ellie?"

    Ellie sighed, happily at the sight of Alice's tummy. "Well," Ellie began, tapping a finger at her chin, "you can reach more easily than me!"

    Alice was nearly fumbling to stand on the top of the ladder, and even the top wasn't high enough for the adorable munchkin to reach the ceiling. "Bu-bu-but Ellie!" she whined. "You're taller than me! This hardly isn't fair..."

    "Oh come on! At least try to reach a little higher on the ladder, you're not putting any effort!"

    "Yes I am!" Alice furrowed her brows and tried her best to reach for the top of the ceiling, her shirt beginning to ride up little by little, exposing a bit more belly fat. "Yep, go up a teeeeeny bit higher," Ellie encouraged. Alice huffed, and reached her arms out to stick the decoration on the wall the highest she possibly could; Ellie stared at her subtly with eager eyes. That is, until Alice lost her balance and fell over, clumsily. "Woh-oh..." And the box of decorations held in Alice's hand came tumbling beside her. Ellie aww'd at the sight of her employee's naiveness quietly, but she was quick to help her up from the ground.

    "Wah... Ellie, my bummy hurts..." Alice sobbed, wincing in pain as she rubbed at her butt. 

    "Poor baby," Ellie rolled her eyes. "I think you've had more than enough decorations for one day. I guess I'll do the rest of them later... next on my list"-she gestured towards the clipboard in her hands-"We need to finish frosting the pastries. Do you think you're capable of doing that for me, Alice?"

    She nodded, struggling to pull down her shirt. "I-I guess I can..."

    So, Ellie led Alice to the back doors of the bakery, it was full of silverware and pans and toppings and frostings, perfect for baking. Ellie introduced her to dozens of unfrosted cupcakes which lay spread on a small cart on lacy paper plates. The fresh aroma still lingered. The cupcakes came in an array of different flavors from cheese cake cupcakes, to vanilla and chocolate, even peanut butter-- and highly tempting, too. Ellie left her with several tubes of frosting and directed her to the pattern of which all the cupcakes should be frosted, in careful, delicate swirls. "Seems easy enough?" asked Ellie, raising a brow.

    "I think so," Alice smiled, eagerly. 

    "Good girl," she said in response, giving Alice a hug from behind. Her hands wrapped around the girl's pudgy rounded tummy, giving it a nice jiggle. "I don't want a repeat of last time... or the time before... when you ate all those cakes. You're getting so big and fat, and I worry about you-- all you want to do is eat sweets..."

    Alice let out once another nervous squeak. "E-Ellie! Keep your hands off my tummy... I hate it when you do this to me... and hey, I'm not fat!"    

    "Your love handles say otherwise..."

    "MMF!" Alice bumped Ellie away with her bum before shyly placing her hands over her own tummy. "Stap it... you always handle my tummy so roughly... owwie..." She was preparing to let out a little bawl again as she grabbed the frosting tube and gently squeezed an assortment of colored frosting onto each cupcake. Alice surprisingly had delicate care and patience, or at least she tried for the sake of Ellie being there beside her. 

    Ellie sighed from being rejected by Alice, and this set her in a bit of a sour mood. "Very well... but you might want to put this on." She gestured towards the little baker's apron, in fancy cursive Sugarbelly's was stitched in with pink patchwork on the hem of it's lace. Alice nodded, slipping her arms through the apron's straps, but even that was a struggle for Alice. Since she started working at the bakery, she might have packed on a little weight... more than she should've. And oddly, Ellie refused to buy Alice an even bigger apron, so Alice was stuck with a tight uncomfortable one. 

    But at long last, she was able to complete the feat of putting on an apron. "Can you tie the ribbon on the back for me, Ellie?" Just putting on the apron left Alice out of breath, the cutie letting out heavy, calming pants. 

    "Ooh, of course I can!" Ellie smiled, leaning down to Alice's waistline. She couldn't help but occasionally stare at her butt, and how much it was stuffed into her itty bitty skirt. After realizing she may have been going in a daze at Alice's rear, Ellie was quick to tie the back's ribbon to tighten the apron even more. "Aw, looket you, Alice... you look positively ADORABLE."

    Alice blushed. The apron itself was so confining, but cute nonetheless; covered in hearts and little decorative bows and lace, she looked absolutely precious in her work uniform! "Oh... t-thank you, Ellie..." As she bent over to grab the sprinkles tucked beneath the cupcake cart, there was slight tear at the seams of her apron. "Oh dear... what was that?"

    "Nothing, nothing," Ellie tried to brush it off, but her nonchalant attitude made Alice think there had been something wrong.

    "Hum, okie..." And with that, Alice went back to work to fulfill her duty as froster of the cupcakes. Taking it that she would no longer need her help, Ellie left the baker's room and headed back to the storefront in order to fix the decorations Alice so clumsily managed to mess up. 

    "These cupcakes... ooh... they look so yummy..." Alice smiled and put perhaps maybe a little too much frosting on some, to appease herself. "There!" she clasped her hands together excited by the thought that she was able to complete a task. "B-but..." Alice picked up a cupcake and sniffed it, and at that moment, she just couldn't resist! It smelled too fresh and sweet... She bit into the cupcake, and that bite seemed to have led to another, before that was all gone... and those bites tempted her to take another cupcake, then maybe a few more. Her belly seemed to poke out little by little with every bite she took; being one of the Munchkin people, it was only a matter of minutes before those sweets added onto her senuous pile of flesh and fat. And soon enough, the cart was empty, and even Alice was piggy enough to swipe off the little scraps of frosting and even squeeze some into her mouth from the tube. 

    She tried her best to suck in her tummy but it wasn't much use... it was obvious she gotten bigger, her fatter tummy forming a sausage roll on the apron's midsection. "Why can't I do anything right?" Alice began to sob, her belly bouncing up and down with her jumpy sporadic crying.

    "Ohhhhh Aliceeeee," Ellie said in sweet singsong. "How is my little sugar belly doing with the cupcakes---?" Ellie opened the door and was surprised to see the cupcake cart empty... and Alice in tears on the floor, struggling to get up. 

    "E-Ellie..." she wiped at her tears. "I'm sooo sorry... but the cubbiecakes looks so yummy, I couldn't resist... I took a little bite but then I wanted moar..."

    Ellie sternly helped Alice up from the ground. Alice took in a big breath, struggling with all her might to hold in her fatter tummy. But it wasn't just that, the little cutie's neck gotten even fatter than ever to give her a sweet double chin; her arms held more fat; and her thighs and hips were even thicker and largely spread; not to mention her belly, which could hardly contain in her apron. Could it be, all this chubbiness from just a little too much sweets?

    Ellie tentatively placed a hand on Alice's tummy. "You're lucky I have another batch of cupcakes," she smiled, "something told me you'd eat these. It's okay, I'll frost the other ones... but awww, looket you!"

    "What's wrong with me?" Alice was ready to burst into more tears again.

    "Oh goodness, absolutely nothing, sweetie... you just look really cute. You look like you've gotten a little heavier in some places..." Ellie poked her tummy, but Alice whimpered in response. "Oh come on, let that belly hang out... I can tell you're trying hard to suck it in for me." So Alice listened, and let out a sigh of relief as her tummy was released from it's strain. "See? Now doesn't that feel much better?"

    "A little..." Alice let out a sweet yawn...

    Ellie smiled and untied the ribbon of Alice's apron, and let it slip off of her. Poor Ali's shirt couldn't seem to hold in much of anything anymore for her. Ellie gave her tummy a poke. "You know we're not suppose to eat like this, Alice, because of how easily our kind gains weight..."

    "But the sweets are soo yummy, Elz... now the prince will never want to meet me."

    "The prince?" Ellie began to guffaw. "Now why on earth would you want to meet the prince?" At first Ellie thought Alice wanting to meet the prince was a joke... that is, until she saw that Alice hadn't been laughing along with her and actually looked hurt by her friend's laughter.

    "Because," Alice began, a starry look in her eyes. "He seems so kind and sweet... and he's always so good to his subjects. And I heard he's coming to our village in search of a princess."

    "Oooh, I see where this is going," Ellie smiled wide. "You want to meet the prince because you think he'll like you and want to be the princess? That's absolutely silly, Alice; you're very pretty and you're very sweet but I still don't understand why on earth you'd think that. All you are is a baker's assistant. My assistant. And I'll need the bakery to look in tip-top shape, and you're here to help me, not run off to find him!"

    "But I--- b-bu-but he's coming to town, I want to see him---" Alice was quick to object. 

    "No."

    "Please, please, please, please, Ellie!"

    "No! And that's final. What's more important? Getting your paycheck, ooooor meeting some boy who doesn't know who you exist?"

    But you don't even pay me that much, thought Alice to herself. She then nodded stiffly, and upon never meeting the prince and putting on weight, she had a new reluctance to work for Ellie.