Big Boss Barbara Small Bargain - Definitive Edition chapter 8 by slappy

It seemed like today was just going to be like most days at work for Claire. Well, except for the fact that her son was now a tiny lump of fat wriggling around on her abdomen. The pleasant sensation this gave her made her smile faintly as she worked through the pile of documents on her desk. She also hadn't bothered to pull her top back down, so she could pause every now and then to watch Blake's cute little struggles. It wasn't like anyone else was going to be looking under her desk or anything.

On the other hand, Blake was trapped in abdominal hell. His mother's midriff allowed him barely enough movement to squirm in place. The constant gastric gurgling noises made it almost impossible for anyone other than Claire to hear him, and she appeared to be ignoring his pleas to be let out. If she acknowledged his struggles at all, it was only by moaning softly and rubbing or patting her belly where she could feel them.

It wasn't long, though, before the two of them heard the heavy footfalls of someone heading towards Claire's desk. Claire turned her chair around to face the person approaching her, but she knew from how the footsteps sounded that it could only be her boss - Barbara.

Blake got a good look at Barbara as she took her last few steps towards his mother. Sure, he noticed her fair skin, her straight, blonde hair that came down to her chin, and her gold-framed glasses. It was also hard to ignore the professional attire she wore - a white shirt and black pants with a black jacket over the top. But what struck Blake the most about her was her size - she had to be one of the tallest women he had ever seen, and her chest and belly were so big that they stretched her shirt out enough for him to peek at bits of exposed fat between the buttons. He also noticed Barbara's belly jiggling a little with each step she took. If he saw her rear, he would have been astonished at how big that was too.

Barbara had chosen to come over because she had noticed something odd about Claire's behaviour earlier. Now that she was here, her eyes were drawn to her employee's exposed, slightly bulging tummy. Blake took this opportunity to thrash about as much as he could to make his presence in his mom's abs known. He was sure he could see Barbara's eyes looking directly at him and her lips pursing for a moment. Then grey fabric obscured his vision once more as Claire hastily covered her belly back up and him along with it.

"Sorry, Barb, I-" Claire began to apologise before Barbara cut her off.

"I think we need to talk in my office," Barbara said. Her voice may not have been harsh but it still had that tone that made it clear that this wasn't a suggestion. She strode back to her office while Claire dutifully - and sheepishly - followed her and closed the door behind her. Barbara sat down behind her desk, which was bigger and more ornate than those of her employees.

"Is everything alright, Claire?" Barbara asked as Claire took a seat on the other side of the desk. Now that the two of them were alone and away from the office chatter, she could find out what was going on.

"Uh, yeah, breakfast isn't settling down for some reason," Claire replied nervously just before a loud groan came from her stomach. She didn't know exactly how much of her behaviour her boss had seen. Hopefully this would be a plausible enough explanation that she could just get back to work with no-one knowing about Blake being trapped in her belly.

"Really? You didn't look like you were in any discomfort," Barbara said with a raised eyebrow. "In fact, it looked as if you were ... well, enjoying yourself." Claire got a sinking feeling in her gut as it became clear that the larger woman must have seen her acting strangely for a while.

"No, no, Barbara, it ... it's not ... I wasn't ... just ..." Claire stammered, fearful that her boss would get the wrong idea and take disciplinary action. Blake heard his mother's stomach twisting in knots behind him, and he grunted uncomfortably as her abs tightened around him.

"Relax, you're not fired or anything," Barbara said with a reassuring smile. "To tell you the truth, I'm quite partial to a belly rub myself, so if you ever want someone to talk to about that sort of thing, you can always talk to me." Claire was dumbfounded - this kind of admission was the last thing she expected to hear. "Just out of curiosity, is it something you've enjoyed doing for a while, or did something awaken it today?"

Before Claire could answer a question she never expected anyone to ask her, a fluttering feeling in her gut distracted her. Blake was wriggling as much as he could to make sure his mother knew how impatient he was getting.

"Mom! This is ridiculous! Get me out of here now!" the mage screamed as loud as he could. Claire anxiously looked down at her belly for a moment and pushed on it to try to get her son to settle down. Blake let out a pained yelp as he was forced deeper into his mom's abs.

"It's, uh, kinda new!" Claire's nervous voice got much higher as she tried to hide the truth. "Started after I had breakfast this morning, yeah!" She desperately tried to keep it together while Blake's struggles inside her abdomen continued to give her a wonderful feeling. The smirk forming on Barbara's face wasn't helping.

"Looks like whatever you ate's having a strong effect," Barbara dryly remarked as she began to lean over her desk. "Mind if I take a look? Maybe I can help bring it down to a more manageable level." At first, she wasn't going to make this request, but clearly Claire needed some help getting this under control if she was going to get any work done today. Plus, the bigger woman could have sworn that she saw a bit of her employee's belly moving on its own earlier.

Claire froze for a moment, partly due to Barbara suddenly getting closer to her and partly because there was no way she could comply with her request without revealing Blake. When she imagined how Barbara would react to a refusal, however, it became clear which was the lesser of two evils. "OK, here you go, Barbara," Claire sighed as she slowly rose from her chair and unbuttoned the lower half of her shirt, showing off her breakfast-filled belly to her boss for the second time today.

When the wall of grey fabric parted in front of Blake to reveal the giant smiling face of the plump woman from earlier, he kicked and squirmed to make sure she could see him. When the smile shifted into a grin, he tried shouting to see if she could hear him.

"Hey! Barbara, was it? You gotta help me! Mom ate me and digested me and turned me into belly fat! Tell her to get my spellbook so I can get out!"

Blake was expecting Barbara to be surprised when she heard his voice coming from Claire's belly. However, the way she still smiled as her mouth opened wider made her look intrigued and excited. She also had a playful glint in her eye. Was getting her attention the right thing to do?

"Hey Claire, why's your breakfast calling you 'mom'?" Barbara teased while staring at Blake. Claire, who was biting one of her fingernails as her cheeks reddened, couldn't bring herself to even look at her boss at the moment, let alone answer her question, so her son replied in her stead.

"I'm her son Blake. I cast a magic spell on myself to make myself strong and invincible, but at the cost of my size, and I got teleported to my mom. I got into her bowl of cereal to get her attention. She saw me but decided to eat me anyway. I got digested and then woke up as part of my mom's belly. Now I'm stuck in here! Please, it's so tight in here!"

Barbara's gaze remained fixed on the funny little bit of fat on Claire's gurgling belly while she processed what it was telling her. However, Claire wasn't completely satisfied with her son's version of events.

"Don't forget that this is meant to be a punishment for you, young man," Claire sternly pointed out. This additional layer to the story piqued Barbara's interest. "You did that magic spell even though you clearly couldn't control it properly." As she elaborated on that point, she counted her supporting arguments on the fingers of one hand. "Number one, you meant to teleport to someone else, not me. Number two, so much for being invincible if I can digest you." She rubbed her belly with her other hand, pressing into her abdomen and swirling Blake around in it. Groans came from both the stomach and the mage. "And number three, I was just gonna keep you in my mouth for the day, but you had to be so damn tasty!" She gently slapped her belly on each of the last few words, jolting the thin layer of fat on it and her son along with it. "I bet your little spell had something to do with that too."

The way Barbara giggled in response to Claire's last point made Blake tremble a little. The mage had hoped that Barbara would sympathise with his plight and use her authority over his mom to tell her to help get him out of his prison. Unfortunately, the chances of that happening seemed to be dwindling.

"So wait, if you know magic that can teleport you, why can't you just teleport out of Claire's belly? Can't be that hard, right?" Barbara asked in an amused tone. Blake couldn't help but feel insulted at the chubbier giantess calling his magical capabilities into question, even though they were the reason he was in this undesirable situation in the first place.

"I know how to teleport just fine!" Blake snapped defensively, wriggling and squirming vigorously as he spoke. "The spell I need from my spellbook is one that restores my body as well. If I teleport while I'm stuck as belly fat, I'll just end up in another spot on mom's belly. Or in someone else's belly entirely." The shift he saw in Barbara's expression told him that he had just given her an idea.

"How about my belly?" Barbara suggested casually. Then, before either Blake or Claire could respond, she leaned back and rose from her seat. Blake could only watch as the large woman's face pulled back and he got a glimpse of her humongous rack, only for it to shoot up out of his field of vision and be replaced by her equally humongous belly bouncing as it came to a stop. Claire found herself tilting her head back to look up at her boss' face, but then she reflexively glanced down just in time to see the voluptuous woman undoing the buttons on the bottom half of her shirt.

Claire stared awkwardly at her boss' big belly as it sprung free from the confines of her shirt and, with a little jiggle, settled into a more comfortable position. Blake was treated to the same sight as his mother but, being both much smaller and much closer, Barbara's bare belly was truly titanic to him! As he watched the enormous mass of flesh wobble before him, his gaze was drawn to the deep recess in the middle. He knew it was just Barbara's belly button, but it almost looked like a gateway to the void! Neither mother nor son could bring themselves to say anything.

Barbara broke the silence with a playful chuckle that made her belly jiggle ever so slightly. This got Claire's attention and she hastily tried to make eye contact with her boss again.

"I'm sorry, I-" Claire began making a flustered apology, but Barbara raised a hand to interrupt her.

"It's fine, Claire." Barbara's voice took on the same soothing tone it had when she reassured her employee that she wasn't going to fire her. "You let me get a good look at your belly, so it's only fair you get to look at mine. Especially if your son decides to use his magic to teleport into it." When Claire appeared to be perplexed by this notion, her boss explained why she suggested the idea. "Look at your belly, Claire. So slim, so trim, virtually no fat on top of those rock hard abs." Barbara reached over and tapped her knuckles on Claire's abdomen to emphasise her point. "You're doing a great job at staying fit, but it must be a living hell for Blake in there. He's got your taut skin in front of him and he's getting pushed and ground up against your firm abs behind him. With nothing in between to act as a cushion, that's gotta hurt like hell."

"She's right, mom," Blake chimed in.

"Now look at my big fat belly." Barbara placed her hands on the sides of her belly. She then started to play with it, shaking and squeezing it to show just how much fat she had on her belly. With every movement of one or both of her hands, Barbara's belly jiggled and wobbled and bounced and squished and stretched in a display that transfixed Blake and embarrassed Claire. The two of them couldn't stop themselves from blushing. "Just look at all that belly fat jiggling around in there," she said while playing with her belly. "Imagine how soft and squishy it'll feel. I bet Blake can't wait to get in there and find out for himself!" Barbara finished up by slapping her belly a few times, each slap sending a ripple through the mass of belly pudge.

Claire was relieved once Barbara stopped playing with her belly and she took the opportunity to look literally anywhere else. This little meeting with her boss had been one of the most humiliating experiences of her life. The two of them may have gotten close in the years she had worked for her, but checking each other's bellies out like this wasn't something she was interested in at all. Still, Claire knew that saying anything would have been futile. She wasn't sure when, but at some point during their conversation, the plump woman made up her mind about what her employee was into. Similarly, Barbara believed that Blake wanted to be in her belly instead and there was nothing Claire could say to convince her otherwise.

In Blake's case, however, Barbara was right. The mage was completely hypnotised by that gargantuan gut. He couldn't wait to teleport into her belly and feel the soft, warm embrace of her belly fat. No doubt he'd then get to feel that belly fat jiggling all around him any time she walked somewhere. Maybe if he asked nicely, she'd play with her belly again while he was in it! The more Blake thought about it, the more Barbara's belly seemed like heaven, especially compared to Claire's unforgiving abs.

It was obvious that Barbara wanted Blake in her belly and Blake wanted to be in Barbara's belly. Claire still wanted to keep Blake in her own belly - after all, he felt so good in there - but what could she do when she was outvoted?