"Fine! Fine, I'll be your damn slave!" yelled Dixon from underneath Anthony.

"Good," Anthony said as he heaved out a deep grunt to get himself up.

The strain caused a booming fart to burst from his fat ass, right on Dixon. Anthony just chuckled and stomped back to his couch and sat down as Dixon's belly wobbled from the force of the fart. He sat on the couch rubbing his belly and groaning happily, looking at his boss on the floor. Dixon groaned from defeat and rolled over to push himself up.

"What do I... mmmph... have to do...?" grunted Dixon as he got back onto his feet.

Anthony just looked at him with a grin, "Well you know, Dixon... You were right. I do like being huge. And at 800 pounds I ain't slimming down anytime soon. So I want you to get me food and I want you to feed it to me."

"What?! No way!" Dixon growled.

"Do it or I'll plant my ass right back on top of you and tell everyone about your little secret and this agreement we had," Anthony said pointing a fat finger at Dixon.

Dixon sighed and nodded, giving in. He waddled to Anthony's kitchen to get some food, seeing that the place was almost overflowing with food! Delivery from restaurants, multiple bags from the grocery store, Anthony had thought of everything. The guy was a beast who seemed to be willing to become even more gigantic and it was all Dixon's fault. The boss was woken from his astonishment when Anthony brought up another deep belch that rumbled through the walls.

"Well?! I'm hungry over here!" Anthony boomed.