"If you think you can stomach the competition, then get your titanic tush to our studios and weigh - in! If you can blow away the blubbery competition, you just might find yourself the next beached whale on Feeder Island!"
"That's it!" Marrissa stood up. "I'll find some way to have people feed me just because I'm there! And if I end up so fat I need someone to feed me, then I'll be a proud fatty!"
Her empty tummy let out a loud growl, as if cheering her on. "You just get ready," she slapped her flat stomach. "You're gonna go through a workout!"
The studio was crammed full of the obese. Not even scrawny lil' Marrissa could squeeze in, and cars and trucks were pulling up, unloading more heavies, eager to audition. Many laughed at her, asked her what she was there for. She ignored them, defiant in her presence.
Surprisingly, the line moved rather quickly. She saw many contestants walk away in disbelief, or even tears. She wondered what the heck they did to screen the contestants if people five times her size were turned away.
Then she was inside. The room was rather dark, but she could see three judges... two skinny women, and a man who was so large it looked like he'd have trouble moving.
"So... why do you want to be on our show?" asked one woman, looking very bored.
"I wanna know why you turned so many of those perfectly obese people away!" Marrissa barked, not answering.
"Because they didn't even want to gain weight!" Shot back the judge, no longer sounding so bored. "Can you believe it? A show called Feeder Island, and they actually were hoping to lose weight!" She pointed at Marrissa accusingly. "You! You'd have to triple your weight just to make it past the first round! And then, good luck getting to the second! This show is for people who like to see big, fat fatties eat like pigs and get even fatter!"
The room was quiet. Marrissa looked at the other judges. They had no expression she could read.
"... So?" she shrugged. "I dunno how in the hell that's gonna happen, but I'll try! I'll eat whatever you tell me to, as much as I can, I won't exercise, I'll suck up to the camera, I'll do whatever, I just wanna be someplace where I can eat and eat!"
The large man stood up with surprising quickness. "You! You're perfect!" he shouted.
"B-but she's hardly even chubby!" stammered the woman who was suddenly no longer silent.
"No matter," he nodded at her, narrowing his eyes...
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