Slob Slobbifies You

Chapter 1: Your Slob Roommate

Ugh, you have to have a roommate in order to keep up with the rent prices. You went from having an active job to a more sedentary one so now you have to splurge on a gym membership just to stay in good shape. Whereas, your Slob roommate just sits on the sofa all day chugging soda after soda, wow, if only you could do that too, some people just don't care about their health! He's always moaning like a slut when he eats belly hanging out, he barely talks to you just belching, farting, moaning, and jacking off right in front of you. He raised his armpits next to you to reach for the boxes of cereal he consumes hourly and it was all stretch marks. Fuckin' hog. His food takes up all of the refrigerator, but the Slob's always eating extra even when he's already stuffed full. You got him a free fitness journal from the gym and he just started using it to track his weight, 11 lbs in a single day, 21 lbs the next, 467 lbs in a month... and he still keeps eating. He looks wider and wider every day, no mobility issues some how, he just moves around the kitchen all the time, he could really use some work but he's unemployed. There's all these weird guys that show up and bring him countless plates of food, you sit and observe one day. 2 plates of food from a tall black man, 5 cups of pudding from the Japanese cashier from down the road, 3 plates of food from an Indian guy at the gym, his body just keeps getting fatter and rounder. On one hot day, you bump into him and you get a sense of how obese he is and you get him a pair of clothes, a white undershirt and it gets covered in food stains within minutes. He's almost too fat to leave the house so you stop buying food and watch as all your healthy food gets consumed and replaced with heavy cream and ice cream. He really should be eating more at his size now. You count the roll of blubbers on the back of his neck, he really should have more fat rolls there if he wants to be a Slob so badly. You call him a Slob to his face one day and he doesn't even bat an eye, he just keeps eating and jacking off. You grab a plate of food and stack it full of sticks of butter and set it in front of him and he just picks them up one after the other and bites down into them, no reaction. The Slob needs to be fed.