1 CHARACTER MULTISLOT
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The sounds of heavy machinery and shouting can be heard all around you: rumble, clank, thud. It's only the sounds that reach you however, as your vision is fixed in one direction, surrounded on all sides by soft, wobbling fat. It fills the frame from every angle and has become your permanent horizon since you arrived at the Facility - kinda hard to even imagine you were once the size of the average employee there ever in your life.
"ALRIGHT, CLEAR!!"
A voice booms near your sunken head, followed by a walkie-talkie chirp, then the sound of boots hitting the floor. Suddenly, you feel four clasps cinch tightly around your bulk and begin to hoist you upwards, several reinforced straps dig deep into your rolls as the crane above you begins to whirr to life.
'Today's the day...' you think to yourself as your tonnage slowly separates from the floor. The Blob Factory had helped you achieve your dream (and then some) of becoming fully immobile, but once your weight crosses a full ton you are listed in their "Rolodex" of fatties to be leased out or bought to people all over the world. Wherever the destination lies ahead for you though, you just hope the flow of food is constant and you won't have to think about anything other than eating. All this being lifted up in the air thing has seriously cut into your eating time, probably the longest you've gone without food in your face in years.
The crane begins to slow as your body starts to descend back to earth. Every blob that's about to be shipped out has to be weighed and evaluated for their listing. For the first time in a while you are able to see a display that shows you how heavy you've actually gotten.
> 3,478 LBS. the display reads out.
"W..why is th-ouURRp... ugh.. there a sign in front of muh weight?" you weakly ask.
"S'Cuz by the time you get to the client's location you're going to be heavier than when you were last weighed, it's just to give them a snapshot of how fat you are right now." You hear the same voice from earlier when you were being hooked up to the crane.
"Alright fatass it's showtime, lets get you ready for your picture"
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 2560 x 1440px
File Size 3.21 MB
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