As expected, Jake's boss gave him all kinds of hell for being late, which Jake only partially understood. This time of year, his job was almost entirely redundant. He could probably miss a whole week before anyone noticed any real issues, but somehow bringing that up while he was getting chewed out did not seem like a solid strategy. Besides, it was taking most of his concentration to not adjust himself every five minutes. It was hard enough getting used to this extra weight in his pants, but it seemed that with an increased size came an increased libido. He saw all the women in the office in a new light, especially his "work-wife" Alison. A particularly petite woman, Alison had no problem showing off the tight yoga body that she obviously put in the time to get. She and Jake hit it off almost immediately and some days their flirting would ride the line of workplace appropriate, but neither of them had dared to cross the barrier between working hours and after hours. Today, Jake wasn't sure he could keep it strictly professional. It was all he could do to keep steam from pouring out his ears when he looked at her, and as ashamed as he was whenever he gave in and snuck a glance at her, he couldn't help but notice that Alison was usually staring right back at him. More often than not, her attention was focused on his bulge.
About an hour before lunch, Alison made a lap past Jake's desk and "just so happened" to drop a stack of papers. As she bent over to slowly pick them up, she gently rocked her hips back and forth. Jake's vision blurred, and the only thing he could focus on was Alison's tight ass swaying, teasing him to reach out and--
Bzzt! Bzzt! *One New Message from: Josh.*
Fuck, that shrimp dick would just have to wait until after work, or at least after this show! But it was too late. Alison saw that Jake's phone commanded more attention than her little show, and had apparently decided to pack things up and head over to the water cooler. He got up to tell her that he wasn't ignoring her and that he enjoyed her performance, but he was already showing that information to the entire office when he stood up. Seeing the look of jealousy on the rest of his (he assumed) shrimp-dicked male coworkers and the raw desire from most of his female coworkers emboldened Jake to thrust his hips ever-so-slightly forward as he strutted over to Alison.
"Hey," he said with the arrogance of a prep school quarterback.
"Hey," Alison said in a low, husky voice, not for a second looking him in the eye.
Seizing his ultimate moment of manliness, Jake decided to show off the product of his new workout routine as well. Picking up a new jug for the water cooler, he hoisted it to the water cooler, only to remember that he'd skipped that whole "take off the old jug first" bit. Giving a small chuckle, he tried to play it cool: "can you give me a hand here?" Jake tried to smolder after that. He did not smolder, but luckily for him, Alison was not interested in his attitude or his personality right now. Alison slipped the old jug off, causing a bit of residual water to splatter on her blouse.
"You're getting me wet," she teased.
"Heh, yeah, normally I'm into big jugs but you--"just as Jake was floundering that terrible attempt at negging, his grip on the water jug slipped, sending water everywhere-- especially on his magic watch, which made a few high-pitched zapping sounds as some sparks and smoke leaped out of the device. The bottom fell out of Jake's stomach. As his coworkers ran to help dry off the now-drenched Alison and mop up the carpet in the break room, Jake ran off to the bathroom, clutching his wrist and muttering at his watch.
"What the FUCK?" Alison yelled.