Chapter 1 - Case number one

In a world where crime was out of control and all prisons are overcrowded, the only way that the authorities found to solve this problem was by fattening the offenders, minor crimes such as speeding were still solved with fines, but the most serious things like robberies or murders were punishable by time in a facility where they make you gain weight, just enough to cover your debt to society.
These actually deterred the majority of the population from committing violent crimes and those who still committed them and were found guilty tended to take measures not to reoffend, either for fear of gaining even more weight or because of the impossibility of doing it again due to being so fat. . , you could make a few pounds with a burglary, a dozen pounds with a robbery or a few hundred with a murder, in the case of sexual crimes the offenders tended to be left immobile.

Case number one

Subject: James Johnson
Age: 19 years
Weight: 138 lb - 62.6 kg
Height: 5.7 ft- 173 cm
Marital status: Single
Hobby: Playing basketball
Crime: Armed robbery and resisting arrest
Appearance: Thin body, although he is not malnourished you can see some of his ribs, long, black and straight hair, brown eyes, tribal tattoo on his left shoulder and white skin

“Mr. Johnson was found guilty of all charges and because of the violent nature of his crimes he is sentenced to gain a minimum of 100 pounds,” the judge said before banging her gavel. “How violent?! “Damn bitch!” "Mr. Johnson, although when you shot the employee of that gas station you didn't manage to hit him, you still shot, when the officers tried to arrest you, you used your weapon, now empty of bullets, to hit Officer Hernández and broke his jaw." "the from store forced me and I was only defending myself from that damned pig” “Yes, of course and only because of his outburst of anger that it is 20 pounds more, the session is adjourned” While he was struggling, the officers took James to a secluded room where they administered a tranquilizer that left him knocked out.

“Where the hell am I and why do I only have this robe?!” "I see that you have woken up Mr. Johnson, I introduce myself, I am one of the doctors at this facility and the one in charge of your sentence, Dr. Hugo Brown, as you can see you are confined to that bed, but it is only temporary, I will inject you with a special cocktail of drugs and depending on his attitude we will leave him free in the facilities” “Damn dog, let me go! I will teach you a lesson” “Because of his outbursts of anger I will use cocktail number two, it causes severe lethargy, reduced metabolism and increased appetite, in a moment more a nurse will come to free him and give him clothes, I suggest that if he wants to stay conscious during your stay in these facilities you must leave that attitude, without further ado I say goodbye." “come back dam…. wow, what the fuck did you inject me?” The drugs began to take effect, the lethargy really is powerful, James felt very weak, physically and mentally, when the nurse came in he introduced himself but he didn't even hear his name, he gave him the clothes and released him, but they came to his mind thoughts of food, the only thing he thought about was eating, hunger overwhelmed him “Okay, if you've changed, I'll take you to your room, I'll give you a quick tour and then the dining room” “Did you say dining room? take me now" "Don't worry, you still have to settle in your room." Although James wanted to go quickly to the dining room, his own body betrayed him, he couldn't do anything but walk slowly, much less be aggressive with the nurse, he just wanted to eat, he could already hear his roaring stomach, during all this time he did not notice that the clothes they gave him were lycra style, they stay close to the body although they are very stretchable, nor did he notice the nurse's voice telling him a series of instructions. After what seemed like an eternity on the tour you finally arrived at the dining room “The dining room is open from 7:00 am to 10:00 pm every day, if you have a special food request you have to fill out a form and if it is approved It will be given to you, we also have vending machines for chips and cookies in all the facilities but they do not require money, after the dining room closes it is prohibited to go out, so everyone returns to their rooms, any violation carries a punishment” to James, all this information is not He cared but he couldn't help but pay attention to it. “Yes, yes, whatever you say, can I go eat now?” "Just don't push anyone, the line starts now, if you have trouble moving just ask a nurse for help." The line wasn't very long and James got in line as quickly as he could, with the effects of the drug running was not an option even less pushing, he took a tray and a glass, he didn't notice the menu written in chalk “Hello honey, what can I get you?” "Anything, just give me food," a gray-haired cook told him. "It's your first day right, don't worry, I have what you need." The cook filled the tray with a brown paste that looked like cooked and seasoned ground meat. "With that you will have enough , honey, and over there you can fill that glass” “Yes, yes, what did he say about the glass?” “There is a machine dispensing flavored water, soda, milk or almost anything you want to drink, but no diet soda.” After pouring himself a large glass of cola, he sat down next to a man of about 250. pounds with three hamburgers and a milkshake “Wow, I didn't know they had that kind of porridge” “uh” James wasn't interested in the conversation he just wanted to fill his stomach “I see it's your first day here, it gave me a shock too hungry like that the first few days but when you get used to it you will be able to control yourself a little more” “Whatever you say” after a few more trays of food it was 10 at night so it was time to return to the rooms, on the way to his room James took several bags of chips and cookies to keep from going hungry during the night, something that all the other inmates also did. “It seems like you share a room with me.” The same man he had sat with was already sitting on his bed with a muffin in one hand and a bag of churros in the other “I see that and are we sharing a room here or what?” “I see that you don't remember the instructions either, don't worry, it happens to many people.” "What are you taking about?" “All the rooms are for four people, but our roommates are a little slow so they haven't arrived yet.” After saying that the extra wide door to the room opened, two Latino men weighing about 300 pounds came in huffing and sweating, “Damn I mean, why is the room so far from the dining room?” said the fattest of them "I'll start the introductions, these two are the Rodriguez brothers, Fausto and Fernando, convicted of murder, I am Oliver, I sold alcohol to minors." The brothers did not have the interest or energy to continue with the conversation so they threw themselves on their reinforced beds and fell asleep immediately. “If they committed murder, shouldn't they be sedated or chained?” James asked. “At first they were, but with their current weight they are no longer a danger and they were never violent. The homicide was due to drunk driving and crashing.” “You better.” “Tell me, why are you here?” “What do you care?” “Well besides eating, we don't have many divisions in this place, so I try to spend time talking” “As you want, but that doesn't make me your friend” They both spent the night chatting and eating until they fell asleep, among the things What he learned from this, was that the most dangerous criminals, or those who had resistance to drugs, were tied to bed and constantly fed and when they reached a certain weight they were released with the general population, which was the case of Fausto and Fernando, the women They were in a different facility and never had contact with the men. Once a month the inmates were weighed and it was decided whether they would be released or continue with the fattening regime.

James had been on this bottomless eating regimen for two months and although the first month he did not notice many changes in his body, the weight continued to accumulate and in this second month he already had a small belly, his new 174 pounds still did not put him among the heavier inmates, but he was no longer one of the thinnest. Both Oliver and Fausto, the fatter brother, had completed their sentence last month and now spent all their time with Fernando, which influenced him to eat more and more trying to command respect, since the only way to be respected here was to be big and fat “Don't tell me you're already filling up JJ” In recent days Fernando used this nickname with James “Not at all and how are you still here? I thought you were going to go with your brother this month, you're already fat enough so that you can't hurt anyone” “More than fat, I'm obese, I weigh 339 pounds, but it seems like I have 12 more to complete my sentence” “Damn, you are really heavy and what are you going to find out when you get out?” ?” “One of my cousins already got me a job for when I get out” “And you could ask him if he has anything for me” “I'm going to ask him but don't wait too long, now stop talking and eat.”

That month passed quickly and as expected Fernando was released, James was a little hurt about losing a new friend but he had no time to be sad, he wanted to get out of this place as quickly as possible to return to his life and possibly follow Fernando So he dedicated himself to eating and sleeping, he had nothing else on his mind and after a few months he believed he already had the necessary weight, destroying his body at such a speed took its toll on him, he couldn't walk far without losing his breath and run was completely ruled out, his heavy stomach was constantly growling, during this time he stretched his stomach to be able to eat constantly, he already had the beginning of a pair of breasts, his legs are flabby, as is his butt and face “A total increase of 118 pounds since he's been here, not bad, but it's still not your goal weight, so I'll see you next month." Dr. Hugo told him with a big smile on his face. "But I only have two pounds left." "I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson. , his sentence is clear with the 120 pounds he has to gain before being released” “THIS IS TWO FUCKING POUNDS!” “Control his tone if he doesn't want to be sedated.” James stormed out of the doctor's office and hungrier than any other day.

A month later and 15 extra pounds James left as a free man, although he weighed 271 pounds and his physical condition was the worst of his entire life, he was sure that he would make it through, Fernando would pick him up, he managed to convince his cousin to hire him at the family business “Yes, you are fat JJ, but come up” “But what happened to you!” James couldn't hide his shock. “What? This? Is what happens when you just sit on your butt and eat loads of junk food.” Fernando looked even bigger than when James last saw him. “But how come?” Did you end up like this?” “Disadvantages of the job, I guess” He said this last bit, hitting his gut as James got into the car. “But you sing weights?” “About 477 pounds, I tell you, when I left I started working immediately, but the hunger never went away, it didn't help that I didn't exercise at all, but if you think I'm fat you should see Fausto, he already weighs more than 500 pounds.” Fernando's cousin managed a small transportation company, the job was driving a cargo truck all over the country, although it was long hours it paid well, the idea of driving so many hours did not please James but the pay was undeniable and he accepted the job. He worked immediately, a week later he realized how Fernando gained so much weight, he kept his butt in the seat of the truck all day, he only stopped to eat, at the end of the day he was so tired from driving that he just wanted to sleep and how Fernando said, the hunger he had during his sentence does not seem to disappear, on the contrary, it seemed to increase.

“Mr. James, I pay you this little visit to see how you are.” “Tell me JJ, how can I help you?” “They sent me on behalf of the government to see how he has adapted to society a year after his release.” “Very well, I have a stable job and I have not been in trouble since I was released and even if I wanted to do something bad, with a a body like mine is no longer possible." James was right, a year after his release he weighed 393 pounds, walking makes him lose his breath, with his sauce-stained shirt and greasy pants, the only thing James could do. to do harm was to a gallon of ice cream.

Subject: James Johnson
Age: 19 years
Starting weight: 138 lb - 62.6 kg
Height: 5.7 ft- 173 cm
Marital status: Single
Hobby: Watching basketball on television
Crime: Armed robbery and resisting arrest
Appearance: Thick and flabby legs, wide but flat butt, a protruding stomach accompanied by several rolls of fat that always cover her thighs and a deep navel, large breasts that rest on her stomach, arms wide and soft like jelly, she has stretch marks all over her the body, his neck is already nonexistent, it is buried between layers and layers of fat, very long, black, and straight hair, brown eyes, tribal tattoo on his left shoulder and white skin
Final weight: 393 lb - 178.3 kg