After a day of shopping around the mall Joey arrives home and sets his bags on his bed in his small studio apartment. It was small but for a young 20 year old fresh out of college and working as a intern, it was perfect. Tomorrow was his first day, hence why Joey went to the mall to get some new clothes to âfit the billâ for his new job. As he lays out his clothes he comes to the packet of his new underwear. It was bought at some strange new store in the mall that sold underwear for all different work fields. Whether you work construction, politics, culinary, or even retail, they claimed to have the underwear that would 'fit you perfect for the jobâ.
Joey found they only had one set left for business, and it was called 'The CEOâ. One shrug and a card swipe later he was the proud owner of a new 8 pack of traditional red pair business briefs. Now as Joey took them out of the packaging he could not help but admire the soft texture of the fabric or the quality stitching of at every seem; even the pouch had a perfect curve to it and knew would give great support. âMan these were so worth it, I have to try them onâ Joey excitedly says as he strips out of his normal street clothes.
As soon as Joey slips on the red pair of briefs a wave of comfort fills him, the soft fabric and the support, it made the wolf have a new powerful feeling of confidence. âWow, I look great!â He checks himself out as he also starts to worry less and less about his first day and thinks more about how he is going to prove he is a valuable asset to the company.
-A few days later-
Joe comes home after a hard day at the office. Working at that computer all day and not just meeting but surpassing his quota took a lot out of him. He hits the lights on to the living room of his one bed room apartment and walks though, droping his laptop bag on the sofa as he reaches in his pocket. Out of his pocket he pulls out a pack of cigarettes and takes out a smoke. Lighting it up, Joe takes a drag and enjoys the first calming richness of the cigarette.
After exhaling, Joe grins âDamn I needed that.â He then stops and looks at himself. He had gotten bigger, sitting behind a desk for a couple of years will cause some fat to grow on ya. But as he looks at himself he knew he still looked good⊠â28 and I still got itâ he chuckles.
-Another week later-
Unlocking the door, Joe walks into his house and sets his suitcase to the side. It was another long day at the office; being Department Lead General Manager meant he had to make sure all was done correctly and as swiftly as possible. He was getting good attention from the higher ups and might get another pay raise or even a promotion!
As Joe heads upstairs to his bed room he takes off his suit jacket and grabs one of his cigars out. After not having one on the 20 minute drive home, he was craving one bad. Luckily being so high up the corporate ladder meant he could enjoy a smoke whenever he wanted, and even in his office. Not that any one would be bothered, everyone he worked near smoked. As he lights up and puffs away, he gets to his large master bed room, passing the mirror unable to resist checking himself out.
At 44 he was looking good. True he was graying around the muzzle and his fur was not as vibrant as it was when he was younger, and yes he was well past overweight and there was no hiding it⊠He knew he got lots of stares by the young interns and desk jockeys. He even overheard a few of them talking, and one referred to him as a daddy!
âI like the sound of that⊠Fits me real well. I guess it would make sense for me, I am a daddy wolfâ Joe lets out a smokey deep hearty chuckle.
-Another week later-
After taking off his suit and being left only in his underwear, Joseph sat on his bed and grabs his pipe. It had been a long day, and being the CEO of a large multi-billion dollar company meant filling out contracts, business meetings, meeting with investors, oversea phone calls, even meeting and talking with politicians. Joseph was ready to relax in his large mansion. With his staff at the ready, he never had to lift a finger, but then again that is why he paid them.
After lighting the pipe and taking a few puffs Joseph presses the intercom beside his bed. âHiggins, have my dinner set by the hot tub, I wish to have my meal as I soak.â
âYes, very good sir.â Replied an elderly voice.
As Joseph gets up, ready to walk out, he stops and looks him self over in the mirror. He had grown rather large, his belly well rounded and sagging over his crotch. His moobs were large too, resting on top of his belly. His fur had definitely gotten much lighter since his youth, but being 55 you werenât going to hide grays, and in fact, Joseph showed them proudly. He loved being bigger and older. His massive arms and belly showed he had worked to get where he was. While his gray showed experience and wisdom, to him it was the body of a man who young businessmen would aspire to be.
With a smirk on his face and pipe perched in mouth, he turns and walks out the door, dropping his underwear as he makes his way to the hot tub on his back deck.
