Something I made for fun, i don't know what else to say, also I know it's rather short, sorry ;v;
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You are strolling down the street with your barely mobile body. The concrete trembling under your sweaty, girthy body, as you stuff your face in with calorie dense snacks, so you regain some energy back... You're not alone with this struggle, everyone in this town can relate… You don’t remember when this societal obsession with gluttony started, it could’ve started years, months, hell even weeks ago, but one thing was certain. It heavily affected everybody's lives.
Ever since your city has rolled out that fattening schlock you’ve been addicted, constantly stuffing more into your maw, spending literally every waking moment of your life with some sort of calorie-dense snack between your lips. Due to that you’ve gotten, well... morbidly obese would be an understatement. Your constantly churning stomach nearly touched your feet when you desperately waddled to your next area, it leaking out of that thin piece of cloth you called a shirt. Your chest desperately requiring bras in sizes that weren’t manufactured, your ass consuming those massively stretched out undies. Those sweatpants you wore barely getting over that globular ass, that multi-chinned face of yours showing off that sweat that gleamed all over your body, your bingo-wing arms barely able to move around, etc, etc, the list went on. Basically you could be described in three words: An utter fatty…
And… you are considered one of the thinner ones…
Most of the people you see nowadays, including a large majority of your friends, required assistance from robotic buddies, which were also a new edition added by your city. Their even blobbier frames could barely move their fingers as their assistant would make sure they were “well fed” and “making them healthier.” Those things even resorted to using vats to feed their victims, making sure they never got even a millisecond of a break to stop getting heavier.
Yet, even with your conflicted feelings about everyone's overall weight gain… You.... enjoyed your new physique… You REALLY enjoyed your fuller form… You often found yourself lost in your curves, the warm crevices always making you moan as you felt around it with your sausage like fingers. You never really left your house to begin with, so your life didn’t really change that much, besides the walks being far more harder, yet even more euphoric as you felt how massive you were.
Slowly heaving your flabby body down the street the breeze slightly cooled you off, as you grabbed your favorite snack: An entire extra stuffed XXL cheese pizza wrapped around three super-sized cheeseburgers! After finding out about the combination you’ve been, well, utterly addicted. You constantly stuff that unholy mess down your maw, it adding nearly twenty pounds every time you finished that thing off. You moan in delight as you look around the destroyed pavement.
People like you were also causing havoc on the street, their flabbier frames causing even larger indents in the ground. You were surprised that some of them could even move, as some of their drenched stomachs were sprawled across the pavement, measuring entire feet in front of their… feet. A person’s age and gender didn’t matter with this obesity epidemic, A grandma could weigh a half-ton, a boy could be far above a ton, a college student's entire form could be pressed against the walls in their once spacious room.
Still, this was the status quo of your town, and you knew by the day the problem would become bigger, and softer. It’s honestly surprising to think that not a single building collapsed under the literal tons of weight, it makes you think that maybe the government planned this all out from the start… But you didn’t want to think about that, all you wanted to do is to get home with your new robo-buddy!
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You are strolling down the street with your barely mobile body. The concrete trembling under your sweaty, girthy body, as you stuff your face in with calorie dense snacks, so you regain some energy back... You're not alone with this struggle, everyone in this town can relate… You don’t remember when this societal obsession with gluttony started, it could’ve started years, months, hell even weeks ago, but one thing was certain. It heavily affected everybody's lives.
Ever since your city has rolled out that fattening schlock you’ve been addicted, constantly stuffing more into your maw, spending literally every waking moment of your life with some sort of calorie-dense snack between your lips. Due to that you’ve gotten, well... morbidly obese would be an understatement. Your constantly churning stomach nearly touched your feet when you desperately waddled to your next area, it leaking out of that thin piece of cloth you called a shirt. Your chest desperately requiring bras in sizes that weren’t manufactured, your ass consuming those massively stretched out undies. Those sweatpants you wore barely getting over that globular ass, that multi-chinned face of yours showing off that sweat that gleamed all over your body, your bingo-wing arms barely able to move around, etc, etc, the list went on. Basically you could be described in three words: An utter fatty…
And… you are considered one of the thinner ones…
Most of the people you see nowadays, including a large majority of your friends, required assistance from robotic buddies, which were also a new edition added by your city. Their even blobbier frames could barely move their fingers as their assistant would make sure they were “well fed” and “making them healthier.” Those things even resorted to using vats to feed their victims, making sure they never got even a millisecond of a break to stop getting heavier.
Yet, even with your conflicted feelings about everyone's overall weight gain… You.... enjoyed your new physique… You REALLY enjoyed your fuller form… You often found yourself lost in your curves, the warm crevices always making you moan as you felt around it with your sausage like fingers. You never really left your house to begin with, so your life didn’t really change that much, besides the walks being far more harder, yet even more euphoric as you felt how massive you were.
Slowly heaving your flabby body down the street the breeze slightly cooled you off, as you grabbed your favorite snack: An entire extra stuffed XXL cheese pizza wrapped around three super-sized cheeseburgers! After finding out about the combination you’ve been, well, utterly addicted. You constantly stuff that unholy mess down your maw, it adding nearly twenty pounds every time you finished that thing off. You moan in delight as you look around the destroyed pavement.
People like you were also causing havoc on the street, their flabbier frames causing even larger indents in the ground. You were surprised that some of them could even move, as some of their drenched stomachs were sprawled across the pavement, measuring entire feet in front of their… feet. A person’s age and gender didn’t matter with this obesity epidemic, A grandma could weigh a half-ton, a boy could be far above a ton, a college student's entire form could be pressed against the walls in their once spacious room.
Still, this was the status quo of your town, and you knew by the day the problem would become bigger, and softer. It’s honestly surprising to think that not a single building collapsed under the literal tons of weight, it makes you think that maybe the government planned this all out from the start… But you didn’t want to think about that, all you wanted to do is to get home with your new robo-buddy!
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