Justin woke up the next day, hungry and horny. He wanted more fat. More horniness. More everything!

There were lots of fat celebrities these days. Why shouldn't he be one, and just indulge his own desires? He could just chillax all day and stuff himself between concerts and have fun. As he lay in bed, a waiter entered his room wheeling a trolley with his breakfast on it. Justin stared at the dismal offering of healthfood.

"Take it away," Justin said. "I want a proper breakfast! Tell the cook I want..."