the bat had a way of being overtly forward with absolutely everything except anything they truly desire. ghostly pranks and tricks and obnoxious memes are loudly carried on about in a relentless parade but the minute they get something in their head they really, truly want they go quiet; distant and shy. They simply stare intently and longingly at a person in the nervous hopes they'll simply understand their desire but...also not, as they were too embarrassed to express it in the first place. but the want is still there, nagging at them.
the always right-out-of-the-corner-of-your-eye longing puppydog stare would have been outright adorable if it weren't for the fact that this particular bat is a ghost. and being stalked by a ghost is being haunted, and being haunted comes with a neverending uneasy queasiness and constant unexpected cold shivers like their focused stare is an ice cube sliding down the length of your spine. none of these feelings are particularly welcome during a new clients visit. but Jon gritted through to the end of the day. honestly constant anxiety and bone chilling shivers was probably the least that could have gone wrong in this place. and he can only be thankful for that.
"sweetie~?" Jon finally cooed towards the hovering spooks location. the day was finally wrapping up and Jon could have a chance to talk to Bradley "can I help you?"
"no." they shuffled.
"would you like to step into my office~?" Jon snickered with a tone that implied something less than professional. 
"no!nfuck off!!!" Brad spat and wooshed away in a shadowy dart. the ceo snickered again with a toothy glint. he'd inevitably find out sooner or later anyways.
the way home only made Bradley more apprehensive. Jon could tell their mind was busy, as instead of their usual antics of getting arms/fingers/legs caught in the car door and screaming like they were in ungodly pain, trying to pull their mangled limb from the trap only to have it be severed brutally and bloodily falling flailing and squirting to the ground in a gruesome display to disgust and horrify unfortunate passer-bys. no, today they actually simply got into the car and sat quietly like any reasonable being should. once home Bradly quickly blurted "go sit down. I'm gonna...get something" Jon chuckled as they swooshed away hurriedly, a little excited to see whatever it was they had been planning all this time. but instead of immediately sitting he suspected what was to come and went to change out of his good suit. specifically the one that could stretch to accommodate his appetite or alter-ego. he slipped on a normal button shirt, slacks and a belt. Brad only behaves as they have out of desire of their more embarrassing interests. something Jon never really understood but was eager to please their fascinations whenever it arose. He wandered to the living room and sat himself down on the couch which sagged horribly towards the middle, cheap manufacturing he'd claim, and waited for Brad to spring whatever it was they were plotting.
after a few moments Brad came shuffling in with...
a tray of pastries!
Jon couldn’t help his eyes get a little bigger and his stomach growl greedily. Bradley placed the tray on his lap and sat beside the hungry lizard, whispering in their ear "go on, eat up! I made them for you~" that tone was certainly suspicious, not that all the strange behavior today wasn't enough. Jon knew something was up, Brad knew Jon knew something was up. but whatever happened, it was for his sweetie at least.  he slurped his drooling lips and went to grab the first one. resisting the urge to simply tip the whole tray into his mouth, where's the fun in that? He even took a bite instead of swallowing the thing whole. after all his sweeties cooking was simply the best~
the taste of Lemon pastry melted in his mouth. perfectly spongy cake, glaze that wasn't unbearingly sweet and filled with a lemon custardy cream that oozed slightly as it was bit through. he savored it thoroughly before swallowing, and licking the flakes and cream off his lips. if the whole tray was going to be like this it didn't matter what was in store for him he could eat like this all day!!! well, wouldn't be the first time. he quickly shoved the rest of the thing into his mouth, so much for savoring. again the wonderful flavors melted and creamed on his tongue and he couldn't help a pleased hum. not swallowing until he savored every bit of flavor. he suddenly cupped Bradley's chin towards him for a kiss.
"you really have the best cooking~" he giggled and Brad stuttered.
"w-what? no I dont!!! Just eat the rest." they muttered, Jon was more than willing to oblige. the pastry sitting warmly in the pit of his belly felt simply heavenly and, oddly, more filling than it should. as the boss reached for a second he noticed his previously trim belly...okay so there's usually always a little bit of a roll but not enough to push gently against the front of his shirt as it currently is. He pretended not to notice but already began to put together the pieces.
He picked up a second pastry. this one he correctly guessed to be vanilla, it was creme-filled like the previous one but had more icing on top. he licked it all off with one swipe of his abnormally thick tongue and bit into the rest. the perfect sweetness and cakey consistently made it more and more difficult to resist shoving the whole thing in his mouth at once. admittedly though this bite took out most of the thing and his cheeks puffed with cream and icing and fluffy cake. he swallowed thickly and popped the final bit onto his tongue. already he could feel his gut churn and gurgle and begin to swell, as he suspected. his white-furred belly pressed and rolled against his shirt, starting to tighten the buttons. he slurped the last crumbs and cream off his fingers while patting his growing pudge. peeking towards the bat who stiffened a bit at this particular visual. eyes wide and clearly excited for more. can't keep them waiting~
whatever was in those sweets started to pick up the pace. reaching for the next cake Jon could see his belly visibly grow and begin to inch into his lap, the sensation was warm and heavy and filling. his middle felt soft and squeezable, as soft as the cakes he eagerly stuffed into his mouth. the next one was chocolate, and as creamy as ever. his cheeks bulged with it all and a small dribble of the pudding filling slipped past his lips. 
"don't be so messy, pumpkin~" Bradley giggled teasingly and wiped it away. the bat smirking in his face and belly growing rounder by the second into his lap; the whole situation hit at once and Jon's heart(s) fluttered and his cocky demeanor slipped for but a second. he couldn't stop a green blush starting to bleed onto his puffy cheeks. he quickly swallowed the mouthful but that didn't even remotely help. with more of the strange dessert churning in his stomach he started expanding faster than ever. his shirt gaped between buttons into wide ovals while the pressure of the strained buttons caused the fabric to crease and wrinkle. His shape grew rounder and rounder and wider and wider. Bradley couldn't help an excited giggle and reached to rub over his ballooning body, Jon could only stifle a burp. He snuck a feel on the side of his belly, as sloshy and soft as before though growing quicker and bigger by the second. Bradley snatched the tray of pastries off Jon's quickly disappearing lap before that belly engulfed them and set them on top instead. to his surprise, most of the platter was still full. it occurred to him that despite all this he had only eaten a couple of the sweets so far. Jon snatched up another, trying not to give away the apprehension starting to grip at his belly, or was it excitement? both? He slurped the whole of this one in his mouth at once, making sure chew and savor his sweeties cooking at least a little while. this one was strawberry creme and just as delectable as the rest. when he swallowed this one his gut growled and bubbled and gurgled noisily, as if in complaint. as expected he swelled ever further, the contents of his belly sloshing and feeling something like a thick cream was being poured into him. stuffing and filling him to the brim. but his body was used to this kind of wanton gluttony and easily accommodated his expansion. 
his casual outfit however, was not so lucky. there was a loud, twanging POP and the first button went flying. clattering somewhere off in the room. Jon hiccuped in surprise and Brad's face went hot and their eyes somehow grew wider than ever. they rubbed and squeezed the soft curve of Jon's generous heft more than ever. even shoving their face into the pillowy fat and listened to it gurgle and groan. squeezing handfuls. rolling and rubbing and hugging up this big belly in excitement. and there was more to come!
Jon's blush only got worse when Bradley began to play around with his now huge form. that filling sensation still pouring into his gut which was overflowing his lap. following suit after the first; buttons PLICK'd off the front of his shirt one by one, sending the previously restrained mound of jiggle pouring forward and wobbling. until finally, there was an especially loud SNAP that shocked both Jon and Bradley, and turned out to be the belt. restrained no more the entirety of Jon's massive weight went cascading forward and a comically bulbous and engorged belly bounced and sloshed freely over his lap and thick thighs. He stifled an especially loud belch that welled up with all that sloshing and Brad gripped handfuls of fat and fur to not go flying off the thing.
when everything had finally at least settled down Bradley scrabbled to the top of the mound. Jon blinked amazed and surprised at himself and the enormity of his own belly before breaking into an excited giggle. goodness he's huge!!! Bradley straddled across the pillowy spread and stuttered, amazed. if he had a heart to beat it'd be bursting out of his chest. his cheeks burned and his legs squirmed. unsure of how to react. he didn't want to give away the sheer unbridled excitement the situation made him feel but there was no way he could swallow the butterflies in his stomach. miraculously the platter managed to stay balanced. several pastries still displayed there. the thought crossed the bats mind, giving him a shudder. b-but no. they shouldn't. they've come far enough. they glanced up to Jon’s face, puffy and fatty and stifling another burp. the overstuffed boss glanced back to them, then down at the platter. 
"w-we can stop" Bradley suggested smalley. their palms sank into the soft, white plush all around them and in the back of their mind they knew that's not what they really wanted. "r-really we should." Jon contemplated the plate for a little while… before a slow, devious, toothy grin began to spread across his face and a teasing glint flashed in his eyes. Bradley suddenly panicked "w-WAIT NO." and lunged for the sweets but it was snatched right out from under them. the whole platter in hand Jon decided to just do what he'd been wanting to this whole time:
he simply tipped the tray into his wide, waiting maw. thick tongue rolled out to scoop the tumbling sweets towards the back of his throat to go plunging into the pit of his belly. As soon as the last toppled into that glowing green pit the beasts predatorial teeth closed with a finalizing SNAP and Bradley’s stomach flipped with dread. immediately the enormous gut beneath them began to gurgle and growl and grow as quickly as before. Bradley sounded a shocked squeak and in disbelief they watched their greedy partner swell even more massive than they already were. easily filling out and over the couch and spreading across the floor. Jon only chuckled and patted his tremendous girth, sending the thing wobbling in waves with the bat still gripping on dearly, face scrunched and legs and hips still bucking and squirming. they accidentally let loose a tiny moan. t-there was just so much happening at once!!! every laugh and chuckle from Jon sent the thing sloshing and jiggling. for good measure, the boss gripped thick handfuls of his ample lovehandles and shook, flying into another fit of excited giggles at the result. somewhere beneath him he felt and heard a loud SNAP and a CRASH which he assumed was what was left of the couch, the result was only more seismic wobbling and what’d he say about cheap manufacturing. everything had turned out so *hurp* amazing!!! his thick tongue lolled out in a pant and his eyes fluttered. absolutely incredible!!! leave it to his sweetie to have a good time~ speaking of which...
"so what do you think sweetie?" Jon chuckled and belched, patting on top of his gorged enormity. Bradley was at a loss for words. they tried to muster up a tone of annoyance but failed miserably, instead their speech was reduced to a tiny, wordless whine. Jon snickered lowly "I thought so~" before leaning back into himself and rubbing relaxing circles into the sides of his swollen stomach. everything feeling heavy and soft. He sighed and smacked his lips, content. Bradley resigned and flopped over to lay himself out on the seemingly endless fatty expanse. burying his face and squeezing and rubbing with broad arms strokes to his non-existent hearts content. Jon's eyes fluttered sleepily and his belly continued gurgling and bubbling, trying to digest and lulling the beast intro a drowsy haze. he peeked at Brad enjoying themselves. "I love you sweetie~" he hummed. Brad shrank and buried his face again, muttering something that either sounded like "I love you too" or "fuck you, dickweed", either worked for the currently room-sized CEO. He giggled one last time before letting himself nod off, stuffed and satisfied.