chapter 4 - the sinners

Next Hannah pulled the lanky guy with the big ball of a gut over to take his measurements. 104kg, 230lbs, also 29% body fat and on the cusp of obesity.

“And you know that you should be so much fatter, don’t you? You’ve been lucky with your metabolism so far, but we have certain supplements that can assist with that…” Hannah let each word slowly roll off her tongue like she was savouring a delicacy, “you’ve done such vile things to get here…”

At this point, the lanky but pot-bellied lad’s defiance spilled over, crying out as he ripped a hand from his bindings to punch Hannah in the stomach. Rather than causing her to keel over, she didn’t flinch as a there was a brief ripple in the small layer of fat that was stopped just as quickly by the thick muscle beneath it. Pain registered on his face, which only seemed to make him angrier.

“You can’t do this! You can’t just kidnap people and humiliate them for fun! I will sue your ass, you bitch!” As he yelled, he pushed his chest up and outwards, as though he was trying to intimidate Hannah, but it only served to make him look ridiculous with his excessively large belly weighing him down.

“I think you will find that I can do whatever I like.” Hannah remained disturbing composed, only raising an eyebrow. “I hadn’t started with the humiliation yet, but now that you mention it…”

Hannah clapped twice loudly and impressively, as three of the handlers immediately jumped into action, moving quickly and urgently. In an instant, they had the man restrained with a funnel jammed into his mouth.

“It’s funny that you mention suing considering the reason that you’re here! This closeted fat boy is a take away delivery driver who steals from every meal that he delivers. And now you’re going to have a cup of my special heavy cream for every person you stole from the other day to repent for your sins!”

One of the handlers began to pour the first cup into the top of the funnel, as the gluttonous thief melodramatically sealed his lips tightly shut. For some reason, this made the women handling him look terrified, and Sam even thought he heard one of them urgently whisper “please, just…”

The reason for this became apparent, as Hannah pulled out and fired several rounds from a machine gun at the wooden wall behind the stalls. She had somehow hidden it on the far side of her body, obscured from them since they had been led in. It was abundantly clear now just how serious Hannah was.

This time, the man with the funnel in his mouth obediently gulped down the first cup of the heavy cream mixture, his eyes wide with fear. After about three cups, he started to gag slightly.

“Ooo, no, no, no,” Hannah said through pouted lips, “it’s okay, the special supplements I added for you will suppress that reflex any minute now, and the appetite stimulants tend to be pretty powerful.”

She ran the back of her fingernail of her index finger over the man’s stomach as his eyes bulged. She gave his distended belly a slap and smiled as it wobbled, before turning back to the rest her new livestock.

“Meanwhile, who is next?”

Sam was stunned to see the tall, fat bellied man rise to his feet and placidly walk onto the scales, his belly swinging a little as he walked. He supposed that they all had to be measured, but Sam wasn’t sure that he could stand. His legs already looked like jelly, and now they felt that way, too.

127kg, 280lbs, body fat percentage of 32.7%, obese. Without looking up, the fatty on the scale sighed.

“I own a bakery. My workers assume that I do other things with the food, but I wait until they leave and eat everything left over. Sometimes I even bake myself extra, and cover things in extra glaze or melted butter”. As he waddled back to where he had been sitting previously, Sam noted that the baker’s flab really did look very doughy and soft.

The guy next to him heaved himself to his feet, causing the fat all over him to wobble. He was probably about the same height as Sam, but their bodies were very different. This guy was just chubby all over. Sam had never seen someone with fat so evenly distributed.

“You know,” Hannah mused, “the meats with nice marbled fat throughout it, like waygu beef cuts, fetch some truly high prices.”

The guy, being round all over, certainly did look meaty.112kg, 247lbs, 36.3% body fat, morbidly obese.

“Another hedonist that gave in to deadly sins! What are you guilty of my deliciously marbled fatty?” Hannah asked, pinching a handful of flesh around his hips before squeezing his flabby arm, making him squirm uncomfortably.

“Well, because I live by myself, some of my coworkers offered to make me dinner sometimes…and I somehow wind up with at least three a night…and I got used to it. And follow them up with a litre of ice cream before bed.” He jiggled all over as he idled on the spot before reassuming his place on the ground.

Hannah turned to Sam, her eyes narrowed. He felt his whole fat body tense in horror, anticipating his time in front everyone on the scale with his overly plump stomach spilling over the leggings that were struggling to hold all of his lard in.

“Of course, the most prized meats are the fattiest ones, like those from a fattened pig,” Hannah exclaimed, “bursting with all that fat and flavour”.

Sam felt a little bit confused by what she was alluding to, as he surely wouldn’t be the heaviest. He stepped onto the cold scale, sending a ripple through his body as he shivered involuntarily. 115kg, 254lbs, body fat percentage of 38.7%, morbidly obese. In terms of body fat percentage, he was the fattest guy there. He had no idea that he had lost control enough that he had become so incredibly obese, the biggest pig there.

“Oof! What a hungry and greedy boy!” Hannah simpered, hefting his entire belly with both hands from behind and dropping it causing it gurgle as it shook, “tell us of your gluttony, you hopeless fatty!”

“I ate three double cheeseburgers with a large soda and fries, then Hannah brought me here,” he reluctantly admitted, his entire chubby face burning with shame.

“Oh, don’t act like it was only on one occasion, we can see how you’ve ruined your body with all that fatty and disgusting fast food!” Hannah burst out and aggressively took hold of both of his soft moobs and shook, all the flab on his body jiggly for them all to see.” It’s all over you!”

Sam felt so exposed in this moment, and didn’t know how he ended up confined in one of the pens. He was instructed to get down on his hands and knees, from where he was required to eat all of his slop. The bullet holes in the wall in front of him served as a reminder to obey, because Hannah certainly wasn’t messing around.