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Formula to Success

A female Husky was walking through the halls at her workplace. Her expression grew slightly nervous. That wasn't surprising given what was going on. Sabrina finally found a job in the field she had always wanted. It took several unsuccessful attempts to find this place. Now it was up to her to not screw it up. Or at least she didn’t expect to mess it up right away.

The last time she was here, she was briefed, guided through the building, and shown to her workspace. According to what she had heard, they were experimenting with different methods to treat various ailments. Something she had always wanted to do. The project she was assigned to was to find ways to assist others with various eating and metabolism issues. As a result, she was ecstatic to think about helping others. Figuring out something in the field of medical support could have a significant impact on the world in the long run.

So here she was, nervous about her first day at a new job she had worked so hard to get into. Overjoyed to be able to work on something she had always wanted to contribute to.

It didn't take long for her to find her new space. It wasn't anything crazy, and she shared it with the rest of her team; again, nothing that surprised her. So far, all of them appeared friendly, at least at first glance. The team leader, a slender-looking leopard, gave her the final couple of introductions she needed to keep in mind.

"If you need help with anything, don't be afraid to ask. We're a team for a reason. There is no point in breaking your head over an issue if others may have more experience in that particular field. We don't have a kitchen. So we set aside a space where you can take a break and talk to the others. You can also use one of the refrigerators there. Just be sure not to mix anything up."

He led her to her actual workspace, a basic desk with a personal computer. In addition, some simple walls surrounded it to give it a more private feel. The walls of the cubical were so short that you could easily look over them, but that wasn't the point. Here she had her own space, which she could decorate as she saw fit to make it more inviting.

"Thank you Mr. Eros."

"You can call me Kev. I'm the team leader, but there's no reason to be so formal with me. We are all on the same team, after all. Now, get comfortable and come to me when you're ready to learn more about our current project."

“Thanks Kev. Will do."

He smiled gently and nodded before leaving her alone. She didn't bring much with her, just a few small decorative items in her backpack, as well as her food and drinks for the day. She usually had a special mixture that she made herself to help her concentrate throughout the day. It took a few minutes for everything to find its place. Her food and beverages were stored in a fridge. Well, one of the refrigerators, as there were several. Some of them were clearly used to store samples, others appeared to be food from coworkers, and some were a combination of the two. It didn't matter as long as she didn't need to long to find her stuff when she needed it.

After that, she returned to Kev, who was delighted to explain their goal and what they had already accomplished.

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The day flew by faster than Sabrina expected; she was able to go through all of the documents detailing the successes and failures of their project thus far Before she realised the day was already gone. The canine knew there was no need to rush through this, but it was genuinely fascinating. Their goal was to find a way to help people suffering from various eating disorders, as well as genetic issues that prevent the body from processing nutrients properly.

Given how many people around the world struggle with this in some way, it would be incredible to find a solution. Her thoughts were racing through the data from previous results. She felt like she was on the verge of figuring something out.

"Sabrina? Do you realise it is past today's shift?" The husky twitched in surprise as she turned to investigate the source of the sound. It was her team leader, the leopard. “I’m sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."

She was looking at Kev, then at her watch. It was definitely time for her to call it a day. But she feared she would miss out on the opportunity to seize what was just beyond her grasp.

"Is it so bad if I stay a little longer? I feel like I'm getting close to figuring out something important."

The Leopard appeared to think for a moment before replying with a smile. "We've all been there. And I've seen some of my team's best ideas come from similar situations. So go for it, but make sure you don't go for too long." He looks at the clock again. "At most, two more hours. If you have not figured it out by then, try again tomorrow. Deal?"

Sabrina smiled and nodded. "Deal! Thanks, Kev."

"It depends on what you figure out. I'll probably end up thanking you in the end if it turns out to be good. See you tomorrow, Sabrina." With a small wave, the Leopard disappeared from sight, leaving the husky alone.

A soft smile lingered on her lips. So far, she had no complaints about her new job. Her gaze returned to the screen, where she examined the data she gathered and her notes she wrote, with some programs running in the background performing various simulations.

Nonetheless, the brief break from her interaction with Kev seemed to be enough to jolt her out of her train of thoughts. Rubbing through her long dark hair, she scrunched up her face.

Fortunately, she knew something that could help. As she stood up and went to the fridges, a small smile returned to her lips. She was glad she had prepared two of her drinks for the day. Normally, one was enough to get her through the day, but for some reason she decided to prepare two for today. One of them she used earlier, and the other should still be in the refrigerator.

Standing in front of the fridges, she tried to remember which one she used to keep her belongings in. Maybe some labels would help to keep them organised, but there is probably some kind of method to the fridges she was unaware of, considering it was her first day here.

She opened one of the fridges on instinct and was pleased to find her drinking bottle inside. The usual purple and green colours in the unique pattern she adored so much signalling her she was right with her first guess. Besides, the unique colours had another benefit, to ensure that it could not be mixed up with anything else. She even had two of the same bottles, but the first was already empty, cleaned, and placed to the side.

As she walked back to her desk with her drink in hand, she didn't think much about it. Once she was at ease, she took a sip from the bottle and immediately felt the energy surge through her body. She looked at her drinking bottle in surprise. Usually, it didn't feel that intense. Perhaps she messed up the ratio of ingredients for her drink this morning? Then again, It did exactly what she needed right now. Her brain received the second kickstart it craved.

She immediately returned to work, figuring things out and experimenting with simulations. She was aware that those were not completely accurate, but they would be enough before she tried out her theories in samples. This method saved both ingredients and time.

She kept working, occasionally sipping from her drink and feeling a huge surge of energy. She was so deep in thought that she had no idea what was going on. With each sip, her clothes became increasingly tight. Her body was becoming heavier. Nothing big at the start.

Minutes passed as pound after pound climbed onto her hips, making them wider and wider. Her belly protruded further, stretching the shirt she was wearing even more. Her bust gradually gained volume. Every minute, every second, her body stretched her clothes more and more, slowly overwhelming the fabric.

Her mind was preoccupied with complicated thought processes not realising what was going on. Her clothing's seams were already dangerously clinging for dear life. Her oblivious state came to an end when she reached for her drink again, the tension of her stretched clothes holding her movement back. Her absent minded state came to a halt when she reached for her drink again, the tension of her stretched clothes hindering her movement.

Unsure of what was going on, she tried again and again until a ripping sound reached her ears, loud enough to make them twitch with surprise. Finally, the real world was loud enough to pull her out of her own head. Sabrina blinked as she looked at her arm, seeing the shirt stretched and her arm and hand looking much larger than before. Her eyes wandered down to her chest, her already impressive bust grown even bigger. She could even feel her now tight shirt holding her back from taking deep breaths.

Nothing made sense, her brain trying to figure out what was going on as she returned her attention to her drink. Reaching out one more time, the tear in her shirt widened, ripping open along the side and revealing more of her larger body. She opened the bottle top and examined the liquid. It wasn't the right colour. A quick sniff revealed that it smelled different as well.

Finally, her brain was catching up, going through the most recent reports and finding what she was looking for. A project by one of her colleagues. A drink that should help you gain weight. It was in its early stages, as it was only supposed to gain weight to a certain point.

Despite knowing what it was, it didn't explain how it got into her bottle. Did someone use her previously empty one as a container for this? Her mind was filled with random thoughts. The drink was placed on her desk, and one of her hands reached for her stomach. A shiver raced down her spine. Why did it feel so sensitive? She began to breathe heavily as her hand moved down her thigh, resulting in pleasant goosebumps running up her arms.

Her eyes returned to the screen; she had been figuring things out incredibly quickly since she began drinking this. Her gaze went back to the drink, which was still half full. Her breathing became faster and heavier as a thought entered her mind. “...what if?” Licking her lips, she watched as her hand reached out and took hold of the bottle again. She needed to stop, and she knew it.

It didn't hold her back from drinking the rest of the drink in one go.

A satisfied sigh escaped her lips as the energy surged through her body. Her thoughts turned clear and precise. She returned to work. Every second, she felt her body expand, her clothes scream for help, but there was nothing anyone could do.

As she worked, the fabric began to tear, the buttons on her pants popped off like bullets due to the pressure alone. With every part of her growing body, with every extra pound revealing itself to the world, her breathing turned faster.

She did her best to ignore it as more of her clothes were ripped to shreds. The tingling sensation of her own fat folds beginning to rub against one another. With a soft alarm on her phone, she was reminded that the promised 2 hours were over. Her hands moved away from her keyboard. She figured out so much, so many ways to approach issues or solve problems from previous attempts. She could be proud.

Sabrina didn’t have much time to think about that. Now free from the task her mind was preoccupied with something else right away. Her focus moved to her body. Biting her lower lip and seeing what happened with it. Slowly removing the remnants of her clothes from her body. Every slight touch sent shivers up and down her spine.

She was so huge! Sabrina ran her hands over her sides, feeling the warmth of her soft, expanding fat folds of chubby goodness. She couldn't help but moan. Her skin had never felt this sensitive before. Her hands moved to her plump breasts and lifted them up. They were extremely heavy. She could feel them grow larger, spilling over her cupped hands as she groped them. Without any constraints, they just kept on expanding in size.

Her fingers moved to her hard nipples and gently rubbed them with her thumb. Another moan escaped her lips as she arched her back. Her hands travel lower, to her large round belly. It was so warm, soft, and hefty. Why did touching it feel so wonderful? Her fingers pushed into her fat and became engulfed by it.

Her hands then moved to her thighs, which were so thick that they touched and brushed against each other as she squirmed with pleasure. Back to her behind, so full, so round, the girth of it barely contained by the arm rests of her overstrained chair. She moved slightly to get a better angle, the chair she was sitting on creaked in a strong complaint.

Every part of her body felt extremely sensitive. Touching her pillowy curves, warm chub, and fat folds made her breathe harder and harder. One of her hands slid slowly between her legs. She was wet, and it kept getting wetter. She couldn't remember ever feeling so turned on in her life. As if her body was answering her questions, she could feel it undergoing another round of growth, with her folds, curves, and heft receiving a final massive weight boost, surprising her in two ways. On the one hand, that it was still possible to go farther. On the other hand, her finger was being pushed through her quivering, wet, and hot labia fast.

It was just her fingertip, but that didn’t matter. Sabrina moaned loudly as she felt an orgasm hitting her hard. Her body was spasming and would not stop anytime soon. Her chubby body moved in the most alluring ways, with her thighs shivering, her head swaying left and right, and her chest bouncing and jiggling as she breathed heavily.

She didn’t know for how long it was going. It felt like an eternity. The only thing she knew was when the hot pleasure calmed down and stopped completely. Never in her life she had something so intense ravaging her body. She was still breathing heavily. Her sight filled with glowing white dots. Her tongue rolled out of her muzzle. Slowly she moved her hand away from herself looking at it, as it was completely drenched and wet. The afterglow taking her brain over like a warm welcoming blanket.

It took quite a while until she finally was able to breathe normally and could form simple thoughts in her mind again.

Her eyes moved along her voluptuous body. Even now, her skin and chubby folds remained extremely sensitive to touch. Her gaze shifted to the clock, which indicated that she had been in a state of bliss for at least 30 minutes. It was time to return home and perhaps figure out what to do next.

Sabrina looked around, seeing her ripped and unusable clothes on the ground, and realised something.

"How am I getting home?" The Husky questioned herself as she looked at shreds of fabric she called clothes not so long ago.

Sabrina smacked her lips, feeling how dry her muzzle had become. A small smirk appeared on her lips as another thought entered her mind instead. Her eyes went to the empty bottle on her table.

"I could use another drink right now."