Patron Reward: Glutton Boss (Patreon)

Quick early morning post. A reward story where a chubby demon boss hires on a new recruit and absorbs his energy and age.

Martin Shrike went in for his interview at Machinations Freight frowning all the way. He had been in the corporate world for a long time before he moved to this part of the country, and he knew all the things to watch out for. The place was new and fresh, and in his decades of experience that meant they were vulnerable. They graying man had seen big dogs pick them apart with little effort at all. Still, they were offering some decent pay for a business consultant. It would suit him fine until they either went under or he found a real company to work for.

When he was called into Miss Athan’s office, he wasn’t terribly surprised. She was a young woman with round cheeks and a soft build that made her look spoiled and easy to push around. It was a bit out of place that she was a demon, but he had heard of them becoming much more active in the workplace lately. They had an eye for contracts and took some kind of enjoyment out of the more meticulous workings of a corporation.

Lina Athan was a gluttony demon, giving her a particularly round figure and features. She had a huge smile on her face, clearly putting a lot of energy and effort into coming off as sweet and pleasant to her potential hires. She had sky blue skin with a squeezable plumpness to her arms and broad breasts that stretched her buttoned blouse tight. Her inky black hair was tied into a tidy bun behind her head and bright pink eyes blinked anxiously as Martin entered.

“Oh! Good! You found us,” Lina said quickly. She hurried around the desk, still grinning at her wide and hanging belly bounced as perkily as her steps. She held out a hand expectantly. “Lina Athan. Sole founder of Machinations Freight, but glad to welcome you to the team!”

“Yea. Thanks,” Marty said simply. He shook her hand firmly, taking immediate note that it was as soft and flimsy as she looked.

“Okay… so I’ve seen your track record,” Lina started awkwardly. She sat her wide behind on the edge of her desk, meticulously adjusting her knee-length skirt. “Very impressive resume. I think that’s the kind of experience we need in a new company.”

“You sure do,” Marty said as he stayed standing. “It looks like you’re all equipment and no backbone around this place.”

“Oh.” Lina blinked blankly for a moment before smiling again. “How so? I know that w-”

“I see you’ve got new trucks, new computers, up to date scanners and vegan options in your cafeteria. Don’t think that means you’re going to make it far on that alone. I was doing this back before we had computers at every desk and we made things run like clockwork. Machines made things easier but it was hard-working people that got things done.”

“Yes! I like that,” Lina agreed quickly. “We were plan-”

The aging man wasn’t through. “And smiles and going green or whatever aren’t going to get you profits. It takes hands-on knowledge and experience to know how to keep things moving and not taking the bull that the shipping companies and crooked warehouses will try to pull on you. You need to know when to call them out and when to cut them off, or sooner or later they’ll eat you from the inside out. They know they’ve got you over a barrel if softies don’t say anything about it.”

Lina stared for a moment before she started nodding enthusiastically. Here he was ranting about how she was doing things and she was quickly agreeing.

“Exactly! Thank you! See, that’s the experience we need here. Modern conveniences can only do so much, but with your kind of knowledge at the helm, I’m sure we can make some progress. We need someone who knows how to handle those types of people and subcontractors, and you’re the perfect resource for that, Mister Shrike. It’s exactly why I wanted to talk to you personally to get you onboard.”

“I don’t work cheap,” he warned. “What’s your offer?”

It turned out that it was a surprisingly generous one. Whether it was her inexperience or desperation, he hadn’t been expecting as much as Lina offered.

“We can work out promotion and raises later, but if that sounds alright with you, I’m willing to sign you on immediately. With your approval, of course.”

The pudgy demon pulled a contract out of her desk and slid it in front of him. Marty took it and scanned it over. He’d seen plenty of slippery contracts before, but this sounded like it was what she was saying; a ton of money and steady salary to remain on-call as a consultant, regular office hours, and “the right to use all ideas and experience as provided by the signee.” He had his doubts how long she’d be able to keep this up, but he signed on anyway.

“Done. Glad to be working with ya,” Marty smirked as he passed the paper back. Lina looked it over and smiled as well before snapping some plump fingers, vanishing it into thin air. Marty hadn’t seen them do that before…

“Perfect!” she chimed. “This is the start of a very beneficial relationship, Mr. Shrike!”

Lina hurried around her desk, moving faster than he remembered her doing before. She quickly arrived at Marty’s side and grabbed him in a cushy bearhug, squeezing around his arms and chest. He found it obnoxiously cute at first, only to suddenly get hit by a dizzy spell. She wasn’t hugging him THAT tightly, but he just felt weak and tired like he had the energy sapped right out of him. He was mashed against her belly as she lifted him off the ground in her hug, finally setting him back down. He tried to lean against the chair he had previously denied but Lina pressed herself into him more aggressively, pinning him against the wall of her office.

“Something the matter, Mister Shrike?” Lina mused, a knowing smile crossing her lips. She took him by the hips and using her hefty weight, she swung him around and pinned him to the floor of her office. Her big breasts and belly pushed down on him, making it even harder for the experienced businessman to breathe.

“Wh… what are you doing?” Martin panted beneath her curvy bulk.

“Taking what’s mine,” Lana purred. Her sweet smile came with a wicked gleam in her eye as she locked her lips with his. Her tongue lashed out into their kiss, strangely long and thick so that Martin couldn’t tell how deep it went into his mouth or throat. Martin’s eyes rolled as the fat demoness’ lips pursed and slurped noisily, drooling over his lips as his head spun and his vision blurred. His limbs tingled as he felt flashes of memories passing through his head.

Lana’s mouth sucked and puckered steadily, working like a pump as she drained Martin of all he had. He had signed off all of his experience and skill, so she was taking just that. She swallowed noisily as her supernatural insides gulped down some of his days at business school and some especially vital meetings he’d sat through. They had a slightly stale but filling flavor that made Lana moan as she started to grind her heavy hips on him. Her soft and wobbling form proved more seductive than Martin expected, though the lightheadedness of their enchanted embrace sure had something to do with it.

“There’s a good boy, Mr. Shrike. Let it alllll out,” Lana purred, drawing her lips back from him. Martin panted as she undid his pants, releasing his achingly hard erection. She lifted her skirt to expose her lack of underwear, mounting his dick as she cupped his chin again. He mindlessly opened his mouth for another kiss, only for her long tongue to lash out and squirm into his ear. Martin wasn’t sexually experienced, given his sour mood and focus on his work, but this had to be the first time he’d ever had a woman orally pleasing his brain as she drained his thoughts and memories.

Whatever she was doing, her jiggling and bouncing on his cock made the dazed human cum inside her. He let out a long, husky groan as his seed filled her warm and tight snatch, but it gradually grew softer and higher pitched. Her weight shifted strangely as he shut his eyes and strangely felt… better. More refreshed than he was when he had walked into the building. He opened his eyes and realized the reason why; she had drank the age right out of him.

Martin looked an easy ten years younger, his early wrinkles and graying temples long gone. He had lost a bit of weight, looking rather slim and more feminine than the surly old man who had come here. On top of him, Lana had gone through a similar change in the opposite direction. The rotund woman hadn’t lost wait, but had grown larger overall. It made her rolly polly look less cute and more intimidating as the awkward young lady he’d met looked more mature and confident. Her almost round shape was now finely sculpted, her weight better distributed into her hips and breasts with her notable belly looking better proportioned with an extra six inches added to her height. She had gone from clumsily pudgy to a milfy demoness in exchange for his own transformation.

“Wha… how did…?” Martin muttered weakly, but he was finding it hard to focus. He could remember signing a contract and having the best orgasm of his life, but the details were fuzzy now.

“Oh don’t you worry, my good little boy,” the suddenly milfy demon cooed. She pulled off her top before going on to undress her confused new employee. “Just a simple exchange. Getting the both of us in proper shape for our new business arrangement.”

Lana tore off Martin’s shirt, an easy enough task given how loosely it fit on his younger, slimmer body. The chubby demoness’ sleek tail whipped behind her broad hips, her heavy and softly hanging breasts wobbling with her every movement. Martin watched them mesmerized as the voluptuous beauty took care of him. Her much slimmer and more delicate hands ran over his chest and stomach, pinching her claws together around his nipples. Martin let out a soft gasp, feeling his cock harden up again inside her.

“There’s a good boy,” she purred. “Now let’s get you good and drained.”

Lana went to work on Martin, keeping the once experienced businessman pinned beneath her heavy hips. They bobbed and jiggled constantly, riding his cock hard as he felt her weight slam into his erection over and over. Her claws kept pinching his nipples or raking over his skin, keeping the hazy man hard and barely mentally present. The overstimulation made him cum again, moaning and arching his back. He couldn’t budge the bigger woman, but he felt like all his energy and mind itself came gushing out of his balls.

This time feeling himself shrink a couple inches and lose even more weight. His skin grew paler and smoother while he watched her breasts grow another couple cup sizes, now twice the size of his head. Lana moaned in pleasure, rubbing her hands over her soft, enticing belly and cupping her big blue breasts, letting them flop back into place. Martin’s eyes were locked onto them, gawking and drooling all the while.

“Don’t stop now, sweetie. You’re doing so well,” Lana purred in her husky voice. She leaned over to nip at his ear with her fangs, letting her tongue probe back into his head to steal more of his memories and business secrets. She withdrew her tongue and chewed with a soft crunching sound, something that might have worried Martin a few minutes ago. Now he just felt so good to be serving this gorgeous and mysterious bbw. He ran his hands over her hips and sides, just savoring her jiggling as one of the few things he could understand and enjoy right now. He panted softly as his wet cock started to soften inside her, sending more tingling sensations up his spine.

“Not yet,” Lana hissed authoritatively. Her tail raised from behind her and suddenly lashed back down. Its smooth tip found its way beneath her employee’s hips, stimulating his prostate as she entered his ass. Martin let out a girlish gasp as his slender body shuddered, finding his cock perking back up at her command.

“Much better. Now come along. Four more shots should empty you out and fill me up.”

Martin nodded sheepishly. “Yes, ma’am,” he said in a young and girlish voice. He gave some soft panting as he humped her as best he could, not sure what else he should be doing. She rewarded him with more of her strangely tingly kisses and let her touch her big, beautiful body, so he must have been doing something right. He was in too much of a haze to do anything but thrust and cum for her.

He lost track of how long he went or how much he’d cum. He came to when Lana patted his cheek affectionately.

“Doing ok there?” the demon asked. Martin opened his eyes, sweaty and exhausted. She had changed him into some fresh clothes while he was unconscious: he was wearing a skimpy sailor uniform, complete with the hat, button up top and short shorts. He wouldn’t have possibly fit into it an hour ago, but his sleek new femboy appearance fit it just right. Lana herself was now over six feet tall, her hair bun undone to let it flow down to her invitingly wide hips. Martin blushed just from looking at her.

“Yes, miss,” Martin answered modestly. “I uh… just don’t remember a few things.”

Like what kind of business this was… or his own name.

“Don’t you worry about that, pumpkin. It’ll come back to you with some time.” Lana sat at her desk and caught Marty around his narrow waist. She easily hoisted him into her lap, which was more than broad enough to hold him. She squeezed him into her plump body, something that made him sigh softly as he leaned into her chest. His memory was a little fuzzy, but this felt right at least. He nuzzled against her warm breast, letting her hand wander and grope at his package as she picked up her phone. She had a few decades worth of experience under her wide belt, and she was about to put it to good use on some angry calls to the warehouse that had been trying to avoid her.