Lilly

Chapter 4 - embracing the life as a blob

At the beginning of the fall she found that she could no longer pass through doors, and in early November she finally became unable to stand. Her fat legs could no longer carry the burden of her enormous body. Thus, was she fully immobile. But, instead of thinking, Lilly did as she always did. She stuffed pound after pound of fattening foods into herself. The world was now to her all the same - everything she experienced was via television. Her parents had given up. All their well-meaning advice had been useless. All they could do for their abnormally obese daughter was lend a hand.

When Lilly turned 20, she weighed 1056 pounds. She covered her entire bed. Since she no longer stood up and thus no longer went to the toilet, she needed someone to constantly nurse her. Tara attended to that with great enthusiasm. She had just completed her training as a nurse, and she could therefore care for Lilly professionally and properly. Since Lilly could no longer stand up to do her business, she had to roll her gigantic wobbly body to one side, so that Tara could stick a bedpan beneath her huge, hanging buttocks. Alone, that went to the very limit of Lilly's bodily effectiveness. But Lilly was not at all embarrased. It did not trouble her in the least that she was now severely disabled through her own eating. All she wanted was to be fat. And above all to be even fatter.

Since she was confined to her bed, Lilly only grew fatter faster. In July people arrived from the Guinness Book of Records, who Tara had called. They declared the 1225 pound Lilly to be the fattest living woman in the world. Lilly was unbelievably proud of what she had achieved. What had begun as a small rebellion brought her to world fame - if you could call it that. There she lay on her bed, a young woman so fat and out of shape and now no longer able to roll onto her own side without help. However, she was happy with her life and carefreely ate herself fatter day by day. Pound upon pound upon pound.

At the age of 21 she weighed 1396 pounds and was just an endlessly guzzling wobbly mountain of fat. Her masses of fat hung well over the edge of her by now metal-reinforced bed. Her enormous legs were lost beneath her mammoth paunch, so that only her feet could be seen- and they, in turn, were now so fat that Lilly could no longer wiggle her chubby toes. In addition, her arms were now so fat that she could only heave them to her mouth with great effort. And, as well, her fingers had swollen so much that she had trouble grasping things. Tara had to feed her by hand from now on.