Fat is heathier

chapter 1

"But I don't have an eating disorder!" Kendall screamed to her parents.
She really didn't have one too. Sure at 115 pounds she was underweight, but she ate very well and exercised often. Instead of gaining weight her first year of college she actually dropped twenty pounds. Excessive yes, dangerous no. What she doesn't know is that it was her boyfriend Drew who went to her parents concerned she had an eating disorder. He even picked out the perfect rehab, one that has a high success rate and a high rate of it's patients becoming obese. He knew what he was doing. He tried to get her to lay off the healthy food and the exercise but she was so stubborn. She never ate a single chip, fry, or candy bar he offered her. He thought she was beautiful, but he also just wanted to see her toned thighs touch and rub together when she walked.
"You're going to this facility for the next three months and that is final. You need to get better this summer, you need to get healthy. If you refuse we are not paying for your college tuition anymore" Her dad argued back and that was the end of that.
"All right Miss Kendall this will be your bed for the next three months. Now the goal is to make you not so guilty about eating again so we only let patients out at meal times and bathroom breaks." The orderly was a bit too cheerful about taking her freedom.
"Umm that doesn't sound very healthy. What about my muscle tone and won't I atrophy lying in bed all day?" Asked Kendall.
"Don't worry about muscle tone any more, just focus on getting through this and having a more healthy relationship with food." Kendall was not reassured. "Now you are required to have a feeding tube inserted at all times."
"But I don't have a food problem!" Kendall was frantic. "That's it, I am not staying here." Kendall tried to leave, but the orderly stuck her with something. It made her slow and groggy and soon she was down. When she opened her eyes she was lying in the bed, tied to it really. She had her feeding tube full of high calorie nutrients inserted. All she could do was lie down and watch TV until meal time.
Her first dinner came quick enough. She noticed instantly that for an eating disorder clinic the other patients were larger than her. She realized why, the meals were huge. They received three square meals a day, all measuring at 2000 calories. They were not allowed to leave until their plate was finished. This plus the extra 4000 calories they were getting tubed in to them meant plumping came quick. Kendall was a fighter she refused to eat. The facility had to start funneling the food into her.
Kendall cried when she felt her stomach, once toned have a new layer of fat around it.
"This is bad, it's only been two weeks." She thought. It wasn't just her stomach either. Her butt and thighs had a new layer of jiggle to it. She was gaining 1-2 pounds a day at the facility. She tried telling her parents, and they knew the outcome too but were just too concerned to let it stop. An overweight daughter was much better than a sick and dead one.
Eventually she was too tired to fight, after all the funnel feedings and the lack of almost all mobility robbed her of her spirit. She gave in. She watched sadly as she ballooned. What would her friends at school think? She left athletic and strong, now she's coming back a blimp. Worse what would Drew think. She was sure he would break up with her when he sees how pathetically doughy and large she'll be.
She was never happy with the changes going on. As days turned to weeks turn to months. She watched her thighs swell up and have it's gap close. Then they kept growing until they sloshed together the few times she got to walk. Her flat stomach started with a small layer of fat that grew into a pooch. That pooch kept growing into a full pot belly that moved up and down on it's own with every movement she'd make. Her tight butt began to fill with extra padding. Soon it was a cushion on it's own. It became her own personal bean bag chair that spread filling almost every chair. Even her poor arms slowly turned into sloshing jiggly bingo wings. If that wasn't bad enough even her face filled itself with fat and pimples from her new diet. Her cheeks grew chubby and a second chin firmly attached itself. It made her delicate facial features look so small. Ironically her breasts did not grow very much. They started at a C cup, while respectable on someone slender only reached a D cup. Which looked very small on her new figure. She was nothing but cellulite and stretch marks now.
"Alright Kendall, today's your discharge day. It's time for you weight in." The orderly's took her away. "Wow 225 pounds, that's over a 100 pound weight gain. Great improvement!"
The words crushed Kendall, she didn't want it to be true. Her parents tried to make it up to her. Her mom bought her a full wardrobe of her new size, 18 pants and XL shirts. It's didn't help. She was too afraid to see Drew again.
"Kendall, Drew's here to see you." Her mom shouted.
No it was too soon, she'd only been out of the facility for a few days. She hadn't even started losing weight yet. When Drew saw her though he had the biggest smile.
"I really missed you this summer." He said and gave her a big hug.
Kendall was confused. "But, I', fat and gross and not very pretty anymore."
He stroked her gently. "Don't say that you're gorgeous. I got an apartment this year for school. Why don't you come live with me."
Kendall was still so mad at her parents so she left immediately. After all it would be so much easier to diet exercise away from her parents. It was harder than she though. The faciliy made her lazy. She's want to exercise, but she was so used to lying down all day. Everything hurt, and the thigh rub was almost unbearable. It didn't help that Drew would make her big meals.
"Please Drew stop making me such large meals, I can't not finish it." She proclaimed.
"It's okay honey just eat what you can." He'd reply.
"No really I have to finish it, I can't stop myself from eating." She'd finish every plate, she was compelled too. Snacks were plentiful as well. She's accept every chip, fry, and candy bar Drew bought for her. The facility didn't make her healthy, it warped her into a real lazy hungry fat girl and she was only getting fatter. Three months after she moved in with Drew her plus sized clothes were only getting tighter, she was bursting out of size after size.. Her belly was hanging and moving even more freely and her thighs were causing her to waddle around.
Drew caught her crying one day.
"Sweetie why are you upset?" He asked.
"Because I'm over 300 pounds, I was supposed to lose weight but now I can't stop gaining it."
He reassured her. "I know what will make you feel better."
He brought her a big bowl of ice cream.
"Eat it'll make you feel better baby."
It might not have made her feel better but she ate all of it. Her fat fate was sealed.