The stairs creek and moan as 600 pound Junior slowly lumbers down. As soon as he spots food on the table he starts stuffing his face like his mother and sister. Mary, still steadily putting on more weight on the couch calls out to Junior. “I’m starving!” she cried. Junior finally responds and carries a bucket of fried chicken over to Mary on the couch and sits down next to her. “Here Mary, I’ll share with you.” Junior says, whipping off his greasy fingers on his skin tight shirt. Mary joyfully digs in grabbing a drumstick in each hand.

Another wave flows through the room and the speed of the gains increased. Junior’s belly started to sag off the couch. The ceiling began creaking and cracks began to form on it. Susan let out a thunderous belch and waddled over to the lounge chair and began to sleep. Lucy, now somewhere around 800 pounds, heaved herself across the room and planted herself on the couch, causing all four legs of the couch to collapse at the same time. Once the couch crashed on the ground she licked the ketchup off of her fingers and started to doze off. Mary’s friends were now tiny little balls of lard, unable to stand up. “Thanks for dinner Mary.” Amber said as the four dragged themselves across the floor and out the door. Mary was too busy with the bucket of chicken to notice that her friends had left. The cracks on the ceiling started appearing faster and an enormous Greg crashed through the ceiling and into the middle of the room. He looked like he weighed 1350 pounds and was breathing heavily. Silently he reached over and grabbed the bucket of fried chicken from Mary and began to eat in a frenzy. “Hey, I was eating that!” she screamed. He ignored her and polished off the rest of the bucket in 3 minutes flat.