Chapter 2- dairy entry of the first immobile army officer made before his death

2014- I have joined the army with a fit toned bod and a new outlook on life, I can’t wait to see what the army has in store for me

2015- I have been promoted by my commander and with the new menu items at camp my gym gains have been wonderful

2016- after being promoted yet again by my commander I have access to the new menu items tho with less to do I don’t think I’ll be eating much in the canteen.

2017- me and the lads are enjoying another night out in the canteen to celebrate my promotion to officer my new uniform feels rather tight however so I’ll have to ask for a new one.

2018- my indulgence at the canteen has grown a rather prominent belly on me with many of my old army buddies shaking it as a joke.

My appetite hasn’t slowed down yet so I’ll be asking the medics for some dietary pills.

2019- my stomach has gained another 30 pounds as my appetite only grew, the dietary pills hadn’t been able to do anything about my weight

2020- I have been classed as overweight by the medics but as over 10% of our camp was overweight as well my boss had no grounds to fire me and send me home.

2021- the army refuses to give me any more uniforms so an elastic band is being used to contain my girth. Sadly some of my soldiers have noticed and are beginning to poke fun at it.

2023- after the army caved in and bought me new clothes McDonald’s had moved a franchise to camp, it was to do with there campaign of being able to receive cheap or free food world wide. I wasn’t complaining but my figure couldn’t take the extra food.

2024- I was now clinically obese with my ass, tits and belly jiggling everywhere I walk, many of my camp mates were now over weight as the biggest form of activity the army was doing currently was eating. Eating contests became a regular as soldiers bellies ballooned

2026- I couldn’t walk without waddling anymore at 300 pounds of pure lard, I was beginning to enjoy the experience of getting unhealthy. My fellow soldiers seemed hesitant to gain but with some encouragement from me they ate till they could barely walk.

2029- I can’t walk anymore as my stomach weighs me down to my bed. All I do now is eat from the McDonald’s worker a.i that serves me my food. The world is now fat with thin people being a minority. Even in this dystopian future however all I can think of is getting bigger and bigger.