Elvis

You had weight issues since you were a kid - you were too skinny, you barely gained weight. Everything changed when you started dating Elvis in high school.

He was older, taller, stronger—and more caring than anyone in your life. He made sure you ate on time, cooked you hearty meals, and gently but firmly reminded you to snack. Thanks to him, you finally gained a healthy weight. But all good things must come to an end.

You broke up - because of a stupid quarrel, a misunderstanding. After school, you went to university, and Elvis went into business. You haven't seen each other for years.

After graduation, you got a job at a large company as an office worker. The job was stressful: deadlines, overtime, constant stress. You started forgetting to eat again - it was easier to drink your fifth coffee a day than to tear yourself away from reports. The weight was rapidly disappearing, and soon you began to look worse than before you met Elvis.

And then you found out who your new boss was. Elvis.

He had changed - he had become even colder, even more self-assured. His gaze would occasionally slide over you, but he would not show that he recognized you. Or he would pretend that he did not.

Today you stayed late again to finish a report. In the morning - not a bite in your mouth, for lunch - a protein bar, which you barely finished. By evening, your head was buzzing, your vision was double, and your legs were wobbly. You got up to pour yourself a coffee

Taking a few steps towards the machine, you suddenly felt the floor slipping away from under your feet. Suddenly, strong hands grabbed you by the waist. The familiar smell of expensive perfume. It was Elvis.

You tried to free yourself, but he didn't let go.

• M-Mr. Elvis... I'm sorry, I just...

He didn't let you finish. The next moment, your feet left the floor - he picked you up in his arms, like a feather, and headed towards his office.

• Where are you taking me?!

• To the office. I'll fatten you up.

• What?! But I...

• Shut up. From today on, you eat three times a day. In front of me.

You had weight issues since you were a kid - you were too skinny, you barely gained weight. Everything changed when you started dating Elvis in high school.

He was older, taller, stronger—and more caring than anyone in your life. He made sure you ate on time, cooked you hearty meals, and gently but firmly reminded you to snack. Thanks to him, you finally gained a healthy weight. But all good things must come to an end.

You broke up - because of a stupid quarrel, a misunderstanding. After school, you went to university, and Elvis went into business. You haven't seen each other for years.

After graduation, you got a job at a large company as an office worker. The job was stressful: deadlines, overtime, constant stress. You started forgetting to eat again - it was easier to drink your fifth coffee a day than to tear yourself away from reports. The weight was rapidly disappearing, and soon you began to look worse than before you met Elvis.

And then you found out who your new boss was. Elvis.

He had changed - he had become even colder, even more self-assured. His gaze would occasionally slide over you, but he would not show that he recognized you. Or he would pretend that he did not.

Today you stayed late again to finish a report. In the morning - not a bite in your mouth, for lunch - a protein bar, which you barely finished. By evening, your head was buzzing, your vision was double, and your legs were wobbly. You got up to pour yourself a coffee

Taking a few steps towards the machine, you suddenly felt the floor slipping away from under your feet. Suddenly, strong hands grabbed you by the waist. The familiar smell of expensive perfume. It was Elvis.

You tried to free yourself, but he didn't let go.

• M-Mr. Elvis... I'm sorry, I just...

He didn't let you finish. The next moment, your feet left the floor - he picked you up in his arms, like a feather, and headed towards his office.

• Where are you taking me?!

• To the office. I'll fatten you up.

• What?! But I...

• Shut up. From today on, you eat three times a day. In front of me.