The doors of the local Chipotle had closed for the night. The place was locked and the streets were empty, but poor Katrina was still standing behind the counter wearing a pout.

Katrina, a beautiful Latina with jet black hair down to her mid back, and nerdy glasses m, was sporting her usual Chipotle uniform, along with some snug fitting black leggings.

Her friend Alicia skipped up to her with a grin and placed a hand in her shoulder. Alicia was sporting the same uniform at Katrina. Her hair was also black but shorter in length, and she was the shorter and thicker of the two. Nonetheless she was also quite attractive. The biggest difference between the two friend in this moment was that contrary to Katrina's pout, Alicia was wearing a smug grin.

The two looked down the assembly line of all the classic chipotle ingredients. Give that that restaurant had been closed for about 30 minutes the long sitting food had gone cold and was set to be thrown away, but not tonight, as it was to serve a special purpose.

Alicia spoke first. "Now you remember our little bet right Katrina?"

Katrina continuing to pout gave a sigh and a disgruntled "Yes."

The two friends had made a bet on who could serve the most chipotle bowls in one day. Both gave it their all knowing the very uncomfortable forfeit that awaited the loser, but on this day, Alicia managed to make 5 more bowls in the last 20 minutes of the day.

It's worth noting that that Alicia isn't just a villain in this scenario. It turns out the two friends have a history of food related bets. Alicia may have come out this time, but she knows what's it's like to be on the other side of things.

Who could forget when Katrina made her stuff two sundaes down her top at the local carvel? Or when she had to dunk her face into a plate of spaghetti and meatballs over a lost bet in Italy making the World Cup?

Today was Alicia's turn to smile a bit. She finally snapped back into the situation and explained what was to happen next.

"Okay Katrina, you made the stakes in this bet and I believed you called it 'human burrito bowl' so how about you pull out those leggings?"

"This is going to be gross." Muttered Katrina

"That's the idea" mocked Alicia

Katrina rolled her eyes and begrudgingly held open the front of her tight leggings, revealing a pair a pretty pink panties.

"Oh my it seems someone may have had a date planned after their shift!" Said Alicia

"Well I did" whined Katrina

Alicia taunted "Well than I guess you'll have some explaining to do later tonight! Now, as we know the first part of a burrito bowl is the rice. And I'm in the mood for white."

Alicia then took a big spoon full of the now quite cold white rice and dumped it straight into Katrina's leggings promoting a yelp of shock from the loser. She proceeded to use her free hand to break up the rice as it was congealed together.

Katrina felt the soft grains everywhere, she already felt violated and this was literally just the first part of the punishment.

Alicia grabbed her friends are and pulled her down to the next station of the chipotle assembly line.

"Black or pinto beans?" She asked

Katrina's eyes darted between the wet black beans and downright soupy pinto beans, but before any words could come out, Alicia had answered for her.

"How about both?" She chuckled

She dumped the first spoonful of black beans down the friend of her poor friends leggings. Before quickly grabbing a spoonful of the watery pinto beans, and using the other hand to hold open Katrina's top

"Alicia not my uniform!" Begged Katrina

"A bet is a bet!" Alicia replied, dumping in the beans.

Katrina black bra was now filled with the stuff. And the excess water soaked her uniform and made it almost see through. It was sticking to her stomach and she was wondering how she could ever explain this to her boss when asking for a new shirt.

She didn't have much time to process before she was being moved to the meat station, and she feared the worst

"Relax." Said Alicia "I'm not a monster, I know you're a vegetarian. So we're going to use sofritas! Now, turn around."

It was as much solace as Katrina could hope for she supposed and turned, bent over some, and held out the back of her pants, Exposing her petite bum.

In a matter of seconds, wet and mushy sofritas were making a home in her crack and she again yelped with shock and displeasure. Alicia quickly turned her around and repeated the process in the front.

Now Katrina's leggings were starting to sag and some of the ingredients had moved down her legs and rested in her sneakers, causing more discomfort.

Alicia moved on to toppings. She poured corn down her friends top, followed by mild salsa, adding to the ingredients already making a home on Katrina's bra. She then added some slime fajita veggies to her friends backside. Giving Katrina the looks of someone with a very lumpy bum.

Katrina was holding onto her pants with both hands in an effort to keep them from falling and preserving whatever little dignity she had left.

Given that she had no hands to spare. Katrina couldn't stop Alicia from taking off her glasses, dunking them into the vat of melted nacho cheese. And placing them back on her face.

Katrina gasped as she now had melted cheese dribbling into her ears, nose, and mouth. And worst of all, she couldn't see anything! This would come in handy as Alicia prepared for the finale.

Alice ditched the spoon and simply grabbed the entire pot of guacamole and got ready to dump it.

"Remember Katrina, guac is extra!" She mocked before dumping the entire container over her friends head.

The green mush matted Katrina's hair and ran down her face and top. Between the heaviness and the smell, she was overwhelmed. So overwhelmed, that when she put up her hands to get some off of her face, and forgot about her overflowing pants, which quickly dropped to her knees.

Katrina now stood there, covered in food with her pants around her knees, her soaked pink panties on display, shivering.

"I can't wait to get you back" she growled at a smirking Alicia.

"Well until then, how about you finish up closing? I also have a date." Alicia so as before dropping the keys in from of her pant-less friend. Katrina was seething, but she had lost this round.

Unbeknownst to both girls, the security cameras had captured the entire ordeal. So one may have won the bet. But they were both about to lose their jobs.

**END**