Chapter 1

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Dr. Roberts flipped through a small packet of medical documents before opening the beige office door, his eyes casually skimming through the contents as he entered the patient’s room.

“Welcome back Heather,” the 31-year-old said while closing the door behind him. “It’s a little unusual for someone so young to be returning here so soon. I was just reviewing the nurses notes when I saw…”

The doctor’s words trailed off as he glanced up, his eyes confirming the nurses notes.

“This can’t be right,” the 6’1” man said as he flipped through the notes one last time. “Heather when you first came to my practice two years ago you were 153 pounds, and I warned you that you needed to begin eating healthy and start exercising or you could risk seriously endangering your health.”

The doctor looked at the 26-year-old brunette expectantly, but the tepid woman said nothing as she stared at the ground in shame, her eyes fixated on her thick sausage fingers as they fidgeted between her thighs.

“You’ve come here every couple of months since then, and you’ve somehow managed to pile on more weight each time. Actually looking at the numbers, your weight gain has actually accelerated over the last year. That’s almost impossible.”

Dr. Robert’s tone shifted as he continued to flip through the overweight woman’s medical records, his demeanor becoming increasingly stern and bordering on aggressive.

“You clearly don’t seem to care about your health. You were what, 270 pounds just three months ago? These measurements can’t be right. I’m going to need you to hop on the scale again.”

For the first time, Heather’s circular face looked up towards the doctor, her crystal blue eyes wearing an expression of dread as she struggled to lift herself from the doctor’s chair. The 5’3” woman’s corpulent lower half appeared ready to burst through her over-stretched black yoga pants, and her tight t-shirt raised itself up, revealing the lower half of her pale blubbery paunch as she made it to her feet. Flustered, the woman’s chubby hands quickly grabbed the fabric and struggled to pull the shirt down as she collected herself.

“There’s no point in trying to hide your condition Heather,” the doctor said as he poked the woman’s yielding gut. “Get on the scale.”

Heather glanced over at the device sitting in the corner of the room before hesitantly waddling towards the scale, her thunder thighs grinding against each other in the space her thigh gap once occupied. The scale audibly groaned as the young woman stepped onto the platform, and the much taller doctor towered over her as they waited for the results.

138…

175…

230…

276…

“304 pounds,” Dr. Robert’s said flatly as they each stared at the flashing numbers in front of them. “I can’t say I’m surprised. You look like a fucking cow.”

The doctor’s demeanor shifted again as he placed his clipboard on the nearby counter and watched his patient awkwardly step off the scale. The rotund woman’s face was bright red, and she looked as though she couldn’t decide if she wanted to apologize or insult the man.

”At this rate you’re going to be 400 pounds by this time next year. Is that what you want?”

Heather stared timidly at the ground, her thighs grinding together nervously. After an uncomfortably long moment of silence, the words “I don’t know” finally slipped the woman’s plump lips at a volume just louder than a whisper.

“You don’t know?” Dr. Roberts responded incredulously. Before Heather could say another word, the man approached his cowering patient and grabbed each side of her T-shirt before lifting it upward. Heather felt sweet relief as the restrictive clothing was pulled from her ample body, her doughy physique wobbling freely as it oozed out in all directions.

“My god it looks even worse than I thought,” the doctor said as he inspected Heather’s rotund shape, his hands frantically groping, poking, and prodding the morbidly obese woman’s heaving dome of pale stomach flesh as he inspected his patient like livestock. Heather’s sack of excess abdominal fat extended more than a foot from her body and was littered with red stretch marks, it’s ample mass drooping down towards the earth and over her yoga pants.

“Take off your bra you ***,” the doctor commanded as he grasped the woman’s soft paunch in his hands, its weight testing the strength of his arms as he lifted it’s blubbery shape upward.

Heather unclasped her bra as she was told and her GG-cup breasts quickly fell towards the ground before coming to a rest on the sides of her gut. The woman’s breasts were completely devoid of the youthful perkiness they once had when she first came to Dr. Robert’s office, and the man proceeded to play with the shapeless blobs, his fingers teasing her chubby nipples as he took in the sight of her 8-inch wide areola.

“Dear god heather you have really become a fat cow,” Dr. Robert’s scolded his patient as he released her hefty breast. “Take off the rest of your clothes and get back on the chair. I need to see just how much damage you’ve done to your body.”