What if you lost all control over yourself and are weeks away from immobility, and you regretted what you'd done to yourself? You cry and beg your feeder to help stop this madness, salty tears mixing with the greasy triple cheeseburger being shoved down your throat. You firmly clamp your mouth shut, refusing to eat another bite. You expect anger and punishment from your feeder, and are instead met with a smile cold enough to turn your sweaty body to ice.
"You knew damn well I was a snake when you took me in."
Predator eyes and you are hunted. Didn't animals usually pick off the weak and helpless first? And here you are, just barely able to wheeze, your feet never leaving the ground in your awkward waddle to the bathroom. You try not to picture yourself in the crane you'll need if this keeps going, just an anonymous blob that hardly registers as human.
Your feeder dangles a lifeline in front of you, flimsy and likely to break under your bulk, but you are drowning in your own fat so you grab on eagerly. You have satisfied your feeder with what you've done to yourself. As a reward, he will help you apply for My 600 Life and lose the weight. What happens is entirely up to you.
It's a Faustian deal and you know it. One final humiliation to be endured, an entire country watching in morbid fascination. They'll marvel at your size, some feeling pity, some just thanking whatever gods they had that they didn't look like you. They'll see every struggle and stretch mark, every fit of hunger and cravings, every weigh in. You shake your chins enthusiastically.
"yes yes please -- anything -- everything "
The first day of filming was nerve-wracking, and you kept your order of McNuggets close at hand, popping them like xanax when the reality of this hits you. Even some of the film crew look disgusted as you describe your daily food intake on camera. On the next break you down a 2 liter of Mountain Dew.
"I did this to myself. I was a feedee, and I wanted to gain a little weight, but it got out of control. I need help now. I don't want this anymore!"
Nothing shoots as well as an enormously obese monstrosity sobbing at the thought of their own body.
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