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With the invisibility-granting effects of the perfume Inviseaux, Poppy Kong was capable of performing all sorts of undercover jobs for her VoidCo, ranging from information gathering to espionage and then some. She took her career as the mining organization's director of intelligence very seriously...as long as she remained high on its payroll and didn't have to work overtime, of course. She always kept a spare bottle of the invisibility perfume on hand just in case. She could use it whenever she pleased, however she pleased, and not even her boss Void Kong would be able to say or do anything about it.

At first, Poppy really did do exactly as she was ordered, keeping watch on those that the paranoid Void Kong considered his 'enemies', but she started to make use of this powerful perfume in other ways to satisfy her own desires. She was able to sneak around and obtain information of her own that no one else would have been able to find out. She could have used it to blackmail anyone that she wanted, make any monkey her little personal pet quite easily. Yet it was when Poppy used the invisibility perfume to sneak into the employee break room of the company and help herself to some puddings in the fridge, all without anyone ever knowing that she was the one that had taken them, that the Kong had suddenly found a new temptation she'd never known before.

There was something she found to be oddly satisfying about helping herself to all of this food that had belonged to others. Sure, it was rather unprofessional of her to be stealing the meals of her fellow employees, but she quickly could not resist. It made things taste so much better when she was able to help herself without having to spend a single cent of her own earnings.

Plus, the employees seemed to actually understand what made for a good meal. She was especially fond of the oversized banana and peanut butter sandwiches that the director of manufacturing Grumpy Kong brought in every day. He didn't say much about it at first, but he clearly started getting even grumpier and grumpier over finding out someone was taking his lunches, but he just put that anger into his work and that caused him to produce even better Crockoids for construction work.

The only real problem among it all was that Poppy Kong had been eating far too much for her own good. When she could get away taking all the food she pleased without any sort of consequences, she thought she would have better levels of restraint, but apparently that was not the case. Her thighs and ass had begun outgrowing her office chair, and eventually she crushed the entire thing underneath her heavy, wobbling rump when she tried to sit down several months into her string of gluttonous crimes.

She had grown extremely bottom heavy, her rear alone already becoming two huge and hefty cheeks that could fill more than two chairs at once. She was annoyed with how her rump and her thighs had become so soft, squishy and even jiggly. She could sink her palms into that meat and feel it all wobble. Her big legs had trouble waddling at times because everything kept squeezing into each other. Her formerly confident strut had turned into a lethargic and awkward waddle. Forget about performing any of her old athletic moves, she couldn't try to do a flip or she would be stuck and need help getting up.

Her stomach had turned from a bottle neck to bottle body, becoming a rather thick, plump paunch that drooped over the front of her waist. She could grab at it and actually feel it jiggle in her hands. It was just a big furry orb of fat, not much else. Her face and her arms had gotten plenty chubbier too, giving her a double chin and some floppy bingo wing arms but much of her gains were focused on her lower half. She couldn't believe she had let herself get so out of shape, but...she couldn't stop eating, especially not those sandwiches. She gained more and more weight but she still kept on eating. Void Kong and the others were smart enough to keep their yaps shut about her weight gain, but Poppy had to keep putting in requests for new equipment and desk furniture because she kept crushing and breaking everything. She was so out of shape, but still, she wanted to keep eating, all because she was too far along to be able to stop anymore.

Poppy breathlessly waddled into the employee break room yet again to help herself to a veritable feast. Her big legs and even bigger ass were very unwieldy and often got in the way of everything that she did, but she still kept working at diligent pace as her pride would allow nothing less. She was already so tired by the time she got there, but more than that, she was incredibly hungry. Her stomach growled and rumbled. She kept tugging at her new pants to try and keep them from going so low, but her gigantic ass wasn't exactly cooperative. Poppy sighed and knew that she couldn't wait any longer. The sooner she ate, the better she would feel. This had nothing to do with her work or her pay, this was just her satisfying a powerful urge.

Poppy squeezed out the perfume bottle from her stretched pocket. She had to wear these pants just to stay decent anymore but they weren't exactly all that comfortable, they were way too form fitting for her liking when she had such an exaggerated form to begin with. Using up more perfume than ever before, Poppy sprayed down every inch of her massive self. Soon enough, she had become completely invisible. The perfume had no aroma to it and it would also mask her natural scent as well, so she should be undetectable. Poppy waddled towards the fridge, already licking her lips. She hoped that Grumpy Kong had been enough of a fool to pack several sandwiches this time, just in case one or two 'happen to go missing'.

Suddenly, the breakroom door swung wide open with a BAM. Poppy nearly jumped, or she would have if she wasn't so weighed down. She scurried over to the corner of the room as quietly as she could, trying to make not even the slightest sound. Not at all easy when she usually made floor panels creak underneath her heft. She saw that Grumpy Kong himself had shown up, probably thinking that he could catch the thief once and for all. She had left the fridge open, she hadn't the time to close it, not while he was looking directly at it. Poppy tried to make herself quietly hidden, moving at the same time that the large ape did so that he would think the creaking was his own footsteps and not hers.

Grumpy got in really close and peered his large head inside the fridge. He grumbled under his breath. Poppy tried not to wheeze even though she was so terribly exhausted. Her stomach started to growl, so she quickly turned her back and pressed her stomach against the wall. She hoped that she could stifle the noise as much as possible. Her big butt was probably so large that it could fill a bench, but that just made it nearly impossible to actually conceal even with invisibility. Unfortunately, it was the clap of her ass that ended up making more noise than her stomach rumbles. Grumpy heard it and began slowly stomping towards her hidden position.

He drew in so close that she could almost feel his breath on her back, it reminded her of one of those dinosaur movies. She shivered a little when his hand nearly brushed against her wide and wobbly rump. However, he didn't end up discovering she was there. Thankfully the perfume hadn't been a scented one. Grumpy reached into the fridge, took his whole lunch bag with him, and marched out a few moments later. It was a relief that she hadn't been found despite how close she had gotten. However, it did make Poppy reconsider eating all of his food. Maybe she would only take HALF a sandwich...for a little while.

Her stomach began to growl again, and the perfume finally wore off, revealing her titanic tush in all its glory. Poppy sighed and rolled her eyes. She slapped at her belly and tugged on her pants one more time. Yes, she needed to go and get some more food of her own. Half a sandwich wasn't going to be enough for her, not anymore, and she was going to need a lot more if she kept this up. She tugged at her massive ass one more time before she waddled out of the break room.