Over the next few months Sonny had continued to fatten. In fact, Sonny had gotten so fat that he had burst from his tiny cabin. His body had grown so huge and fat that the poor walls had bowed out to the point where, after a particularly good cheesecake dessert at 4 AM on night, they broke apart thus releasing Sonny's smelly body. Though he didn't even seem to care. The robotic arms in the walls had broken, but the ones in the bed still worked.

Now Sonny weighed an astonishing 40,000 pounds of flab. He truly was solely focused on eating and growing now. He barely even noticed when someone came by to deliver more food to him. He just sat there, his overly bloated head sitting atop a wide shelf of shoulder and moob fat that sagged heavily. His belly stuck out and flopped out far and wide before him, pushing his giant legs apart. His hugely fat ass stood like 2 mountains behind him, constantly producing foul gasses and the occasional inhuman sized waste.

When Sonny belched, the island shook and the water surrounding it rippled for miles. When he farted, any new vegetation behind him died and he had even ended up carving out a small canyon behind him from the powerful blasts. He was surrounded by sweat and drool, but somehow he just wanted more.

Today, Sonny's mouth slowly opened, his pouty, fat lips parting as a huge blast of belch rumbled out of him. He smacked his lips as it finished and looked around him as best he could. No one seemed to be around. Though he did run them all ragged as he was in constant need of food.

His lips curled into a smile as he let out a fart. It thundered out of him, thick, deep, and rancid. His smile just continued to widen as he farted, all other sounds drowned out and his body shaking with the island. He was in bliss.

Sonny was truly happy, but...