#unhygenic

Getting fatter and fatter every day, living in a haze of ecstasy and fullness. Falling asleep to let your body digest and turn the food into pure fat before waking up to only be fed again.

Your arms and legs become useless piles of flab, and you’re unable to bend your fingers or toes due to all the fat that’s piled onto them. Your tits sag to either side of your huge gut, sometimes slapping against your fat rolls as you shift around to get comfortable.

Your ass is big enough to need four chairs of its own— if you ever got out of bed, anyway. Your neck has long since disappeared, being replaced by your double and triple chins that are constantly wiggling from your constant eating.

You can feel yourself being pinned down to the mattress by your sheer mass, and every so often you hear the frame of the bed creak loudly. You wheeze instead of breathe, and you are soon hooked up to an oxygen tank so your weak lungs can be filled.

Your naked body is constantly covered in crumbs and grease from your messy eating, and there’s probably crumbs hidden in the many layers of chins under your mouth.

Your cheeks are puffy with fat, making it difficult to chew; it isn’t long before the funnel is brought out. A tube is put in your mouth and hooked up to a bag of weight-gain shake, and the fatty liquid begins to pour into your already grossly swollen body.

In a text CC'ed to the Landlord, upon being asked why this was left uncleaned:

"There was no room [in the fridge], it will be fine without refrigeration" she says, "I'm coming back in 2 days."

Meanwhile, the food has probably been sitting out for a month.

For real tho, Virgil would smell so gross in wibar. He hasn’t showered in years. His acne must be horrid.

hey, give the lad some credit! there were water(or water equivalent) sources on some of the planets they traversed, he managed to get in some washing!