You wake up, early morning light streaming through your window and slapping your eyes, your stomach gurgling under it's thick pillow of belly fat. "Alright...alright gut, I'm up...time for food."
Rolling yourself out of bed is a bit of a chore, you're getting close to 600 pounds now after all. But you're still strong, and still have a strong desire to get fatter. You manage to haul yourself into a sitting position, your heavy belly plopping onto your thighs and drooping between them as you yawn widely. You're up pretty early, because you know if you're going to eat your fill at breakfast you need extra time.
With a big meal on your mind you heave yourself up from your bed, its frame creaking in relief as your bulk lifts off of it, then waddle out to the kitchen. "What to eat..." You murmur, looking around at the cabinets. You don't particularly want to cook...so you could always have cereal. You get out a mixing bowl, pour it full of frosted flakes, and then dump a hefty helping of heavy cream over it in lieu of milk. Your stomach gurgles eagerly as you start to eat. You know that cereal is only decent as a pregame...maybe you should order in?
While you're wondering about this, do you have any housemates?
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