Suit, The

Claire makes the best of a bad situation when her job requires her to wear a special mascot suit.

I walked into the cool air conditioned reception room, people barely noticed me and I weaved silently through the crowds. I caught a set of eyes on me, looking over I saw Gloria glaring at me. Gloria was tall and slim and could have been a model. She didn't mince words and she obviously thought the world of herself. I shrugged it off and smiled as I carried on over to my desk. Pulling up my chair ready for another exciting day.

I was working as an assistant at an event, my job was to make sure people knew where they had to be and when they had to be there. It wasn't very glamorous people didn't care who I was, but the assistant manager helped me pass my time. It was all about banking and accounting and stuff we didn't understand. He, Robbie worked at a company called City Events and regularly helped run these sort of events, but for me it was my first time and maybe the last depending on how things went. Our overall boss was James, who ran City Events. He'd inherited the company from his father, who took early retirement, James was pretty laid back. Gloria on the other hand was the client and wanted everything to be perfect and wouldn't mind who she upset to get it so.

When I first met Robbie and James at the interview I chatted away in the interview room. I was trying to impress James as he was the boss, but I couldn't help looking at Robbie. Drawing my eyes back to James as he asked about my experience, I blagged my way through. We stood up to finish and when Robbie stood up my eyes were drawn to his muscular body and confident smile. His eyes seemed to study me intently and I worried if my dress showed my plump belly.

A few days later I started the job, Robbie showed me the ropes and soon I was chatting to boring accountant after boring accountant. It was a 5 day event, and it soon felt like I'd been there for longer. If I was struggling Robbie put his hand on my shoulder in a reassuring manner and I'd soon feel loads better. James had a way with the ladies and I could see he quite fancied Gloria. He would follow her round like a puppy dog, making sure her every whim was catered for. She didn't seem too bothered by him, and it was obvious she could have her pick of the men there.

I then noticed that Gloria kept looking over at Robbie. Of all the men at the event, she wanted the same man I did. I had no chance she was the perfect woman, tall, slim, blonde and I was short and plump. But then Robbie came over and sat on my desk, sharing a joke. I made him laugh out loud and I saw Gloria looking over. I touched Robbie on his shoulder and he laughed some more. But we were broken up by some people wanting to be shown how to get to a lecture room.

Later on in the toilet I bumped into Gloria.

“Well Claire, you seem to be doing a good job” she said coolly.

“Thanks” I answered back.

“So you and Robbie, you've known him long?”

“It's the first time we've worked together.”

“Oh” she said smiled. “Well that's good.”

She preened herself in the mirror for a few seconds, smoothing her manicured hands down her slender figure. As her arms slid off she looked at me with a pitying look.

“Do you think Robbie likes fat women?”

She smiled menacingly and I felt my cheeks blush. Looking me once over again, she walked off swinging her tight little hips as she went. I took a few deep breaths and tried to get the redness down in my cheeks. Then attempted to smooth down the mess that is my hair in the mirror. I smiled at myself, I can't win them all, though it would be at least nice to win one. I went back out to my desk. Sitting there bored the day whizzed by, I noticed Gloria eying me up a few times, and wondered if I'd done something wrong. Why was she being like this?

At the end of the day James came over and I spoke with him to see if he thought I'd done anything wrong.

He said “Don't worry, she likes the attention, if you steal it she doesn't like it. But it's too bad for her, you're doing a good job.”

I went home feeling happy. I relaxed thinking about the gorgeous Robbie, but sad he'd never choose me over her. The next day was the final day and I got in early, I couldn't believe it was nearly over. James caught me and smiled.

“Claire, just the person I need to see!”

“Have I done something wrong?”

“No, not at all. But everyone knows there way around all ready.”

“Oh” I said puzzled.

“But we have another job for you to do. Follow me.”

He began to walk along the corridor, I was momently startled when I saw Robbie walking towards us.

“What is it?” I asked slightly worried. James smiled at me, a cheeky but friendly smile.

“We need you to wear a mascot suit.”

“A Mascot suit?” said Robbie as he joined us “What kind of mascot suit?”

James sighed “Gloria never managed to hire someone to put on a mascot suit, Claire's the only one who isn't busy.”

I groaned hoping I could get out of it.

“Who will she be a mascot for?” asked Robbie.

“Fat Cat Accounting,” said James.

“Fat Cat Accounting? So she'll be dressed as a ca.t” said Robbie amused.

“Yeah a fat cat,” said James.

“I don't want to do it,” I said embarrassed. I was happier in the boring Job.

“Go on,” said Robbie “It'll be fun.”

He looked me in the eyes and I couldn't say no to him, I nodded my head before I could stop myself.

“So she'll be wearing a cat suit I guess, but what about the fat bit?” asked Robbie as he put his hand on my belly and gave a gentle squeeze. “Do you think she's fat enough?”

James laughed. “Well that's just it, it's an inflatable cat suit, we'll have to blow her up until she's big enough!”

Robbie couldn't help laughing he gave my belly another squeeze and looked me in the eye “How about that, you in an inflatable suit!, you're going to be huge!”

Despite my protests, they lead me off to a small room and I could see the costume laid out. Not very cat like, a black rubber suit with a tail, and a separate head mask to put on afterwards. The pump was laid down next to it. James handed me the suit.

“Go put this on, Robbie can inflate you as I'm busy.”

“Nice one,” grinned Robbie as he studied my body.

“Gloria will have to come and make sure you're big enough,” said James as he left.

I slipped into the bathroom to put the suit on. Taking off my nice trousers and top I slipped my legs into the rubber suit. It felt tight against my skin. I pulled it up as much as I could and struggled to get my arms in the sleeves. I spent 5 minutes still struggling and I couldn't get in on properly. Eventually Robbie knocked on the door.

“Do you need a hand in there?” he asked.

“Yes” I said embarrassed “The suit is too small.”

“Or you're too big,” he said as he let himself in. He studied me for about 20 seconds from my plump belly through to the undone zip at the back.

“You are a big girl,” he said gently. “Were the cakes at the conference that good, you seem to be getting quite a belly.”

“No,” I said blushing. “Maybe they made this suit for skinny girls like Gloria.”

“Don't worry,” he said. “Breathe in tight and I'll do it up for you.”

I breathed in as much as I could and held my breath and still he struggled. I felt him panting against my neck. I looked up and saw us reflected in the mirror. The tight black suit shined in the bathroom light, highlighting every curve of my body. His hand crept again onto my belly and I held his. His eyes met mine in the mirror for just a second.

“Don't worry,” he said. “I'll pull your belly in and the suit should fit.”

“I just won't be able to breathe.”

“Once the suit is inflated you should have more space to breathe.”

He pulled my belly in, panting as he did so. Holding me tight he slid the zip up. As it reached the top he held me for what felt like seconds. He looked up to me and then released his hand to admire his work.

“Thats great, now we should pump you up.”

“I'm not sure about this,” I said nervously.

“Don't worry you look great, I can't wait to see what you look like all blown up.”

We went back to the main room and Robbie picked up the pump.

“I'm going to make you so big, you'll love it.”

He inserted the end of the pump into the suit, and smoothed his hand down my front.

“Here goes,” he said as his hands reached back to the pump. He looked at me as he did the first firm pump and then another. I felt the tickling sensation of air in the suit, but couldn't see my size changing. He increased the speed of his pumping and I noticed my belly began to protrude. His hand gently touched my belly.

“Look at that, you're getting fatter, how does it feel?”

“Like I don't want to do this. I don't want to walk around in an inflatable suit.”

“Don't worry, you'll look great.”

He resumed pumping and soon my belly began to arch outwards. The rubber creaked as it began to stretch. Soon I was rounding out quite well and I began to like how he watched me as I swelled up. It was him making me this fat, this big. It seemed the bigger I got the happier he was. He again couldn't help himself touching my bloated belly.

“You're getting huge, you look pregnant.” He touched around my belly. “I wonder how big you can get, I wonder how fat I can make you”

He started pumping faster now, the air tickled me and I couldn't help laughing as I got fatter and fatter. The suit seemed to creak more and more and I wondered if I could get much bigger. I laughed at him as he desperately tried to get as much air into the suit as possible.

That's when Gloria and James came in.

“We've come to see if you're fat enough” growled Gloria “And, you are pretty fat. What do you think James?”

“She's huge, do you want her that big?”

“I want her bigger, fatter, rounder” Laughed Gloria.

Robbie looked from Gloria's slim body to me in my bloated suit.

“So Robbie” cooed Gloria “What do you think to my outfit, doesn't it show off how slim I am, how nice my body is? I look so slim next to Claire”

Robbie looked at her embarrassed. She did a winning smile at him and when he looked down a bitchy face to me. She definitely did not like me.

“Pump her up more,” she ordered. “She's not fat enough yet, keep blowing her up until the suit can't take it.”

She left in a huff and Robbie began pumping away keenly, I was very round by now like a beach ball, but his pumps were firm and unrelenting. James looked at me, taking in my new figure.

“You're huge Claire” he said “I'm sorry I never realized you'd get this big, I hope that you can walk in it okay”

James left apologetically, though I didn't mind, I was loving watching Robbie pump me up. He again touched my belly, this time measuring me with his hands. He smiled at me.

“You look so good like this.”

“Keep pumping” I said.

“I don't think the suit can get that much bigger” he said as he began to pump again.

I began to swell up more and more, the tickling, the look off disbelief and pleasure on Robbie's face, I was enjoying myself. The creak began to creak louder and louder. Suddenly he stopped. He looked sad.

“That it, you're as big as you can go,” he said. “We don't want to pop you.”

I looked down at myself disappointed I wouldn't get any bigger, but pleased by how huge I was. Robbie picked up the cats head mask and put it on me. Soon I had their logo stuck on the front of me and was taken down the corridor to meet people.

I had to stand at the front and wave and then a group photo with all the accountants. I then hung around a bit, mainly to be prodded. All this time Robbie stayed by my side, to make sure I didn't trip up. People kept trying to touch the suit but he didn't let them too much. Now and again I noticed Gloria giving me dirty looks, jealous over my attention from Robbie.

Eventually we were back in the room together. I took off the mask and smiled at Robbie as I picked up the pump.

“I'm sure there's room for more in there.”

Robbie smiled as he took the pump. Now that I was so keen to be inflated bigger, he wasn't going to complain.