You saw bright light's and heard feminine voices throwing cat call's in your direction. You blinksed away the bleariness to see what was going on.
The first thing you noticed as you tilted your head foward was an enormous gut attached to you were nothing should be along with moobs covered partially with extra chins.
You try to shout in horror and stand but you find yourself unable to get out of the chair your in or even open your mouth. You then look out at the were the cat call's were coming from.
In front of you had to be at least 50 women of varying age's, sizes and race's all seated about what looked like a concert hall. They all had board's in hand with numbers on then. It looked like an auction.
'But what is their to bid on.' You think. Then you were it.
"Lot 13 is a Mr Samuel Inkleson." Said a familiar female voice.
Your head shoot's up and over at the voice. Their standing behind a podium with an auctioneer's hammer in her hand was the amazon that did this to you. However that's nothing comared to what else you see as you looked across the stage.
2 dozen men at least all seated down like you. Not a one under 400 pounds and the state of their clothing say's that they like you weren't the weight they were all that long ago. The one with the spotlight on him must have been Samuel Inkleson. He looked about 500 pounds and mabye in this mid fifties. The torn up buisness shirt and tie with a golden pin in it told you that he might have been a buisness man.
The amazon started to speak.
"As are all men being auctioned here today Mr Inkleson is not from this town. The CEO of a successful shipping buisness who got early retirement and is currently net worth of $30,000,000. This current weight is 531 pounds, aged 52 and is divorced. So what are my bid's to have this man as your husband."
'What!!!' You shout in your head. By the look's of it the other men were thinking the same thing.
"$10" Shouted out a middle aged woman of about 400lbs.
"I have $10 do I hear $20." The amazon repeated
"$20." Said a younger woman of average weight but of above average chest size.
"$20 do I hear $30." Said the auctioneer again.
A bidding war was started. Numerous women ranging from lonely middle aged women to young gold digger's knowing full well that their bid would mean nothing once they got their man.
Finally a bid of $1300 was made that was not topped by an older woman of about 300 lbs. Next thing was that two other women appeared from back stage. One waved her hand over Samuel's mouth and he began to yell.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON YOU BITC*GARBLE*" He was cut off as a pill was shoved down his throat. His eyes glazed over and a loud rombling echoed fromhis belly.
"Go on Sam your wife is waiting for you." Said the one who gave him the pill.
He stood up slowly before waddling his way down the stage with help from the two girls and around the crowd of women before meeting his new wife who lead him out the building.
"Don't worry lady's those are just for the men who are less than agrreable about this. Hell be back to normal and hopefully a lot more loving towards his new Mrs within the hour. Or else." She said with a laugh which was joined by the other women. The amazon loks over you and the rest of the guy's with a clear message.
'If you don't want to end up like him you'll cooperate.'
The bidding was quick. It seemed that the larger men got much higher and longer bid's than the thinner ones even though the thinnest man at the auction was a Japanese man in the remains of a tourist shirt who was 400 pounds who was sold to a young chubby woman for only £50. One or two resisted like Sam did but they got the same pill and walked out like robot's. Th more cooperative did the same but they were at least in control of their thoughts and action's.
Finally you were the only one left and you could see unlike the rest of the guy's that 'every' woman had an eye on you.
"Our final lot of the day is our star of the show. Mr *something something* is a prodigy of a journalist for the local newspaper and a prize winner and known for many page 1 story's at his previous job."
A murmur of interest ran through the crowd.
"He is the youngest of our lot's today at only 24 and also the fattest at 731 pounds and until now unmarried. So which of you lady's want this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
Every hand shot up reaching for the sky. The amazon smirked before looking back to you. "Well arn't you popular."
She turned back to the amassed women.
"I start the bid at $2000."
That price was meet. As was the nnext and the next. You have never seen women acting in such a competitive manner. Surly you weren't that desirable?
Were you?
Then you heard it. The bang as the hammer hit the podium and a masculine feminine voice called out. "Sold for $10,000"
You were surprised. You didn't think anyone would pay that much for you. You felt movement return to your body as the binding on the chair were lifted.
"Okay *something* go and meet your new bride." Said the amazon woman as she pointed at a woman in the crowd.
You briefly looked over at the two wome with the pills to the side before gazing out into the crowd and saw the woman she was pointing at.
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