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Post by Christina on May 22, 2012 14:22:13 GMT -4
Out for her daily run, Emily decided to take a different route then she usually did, passing a small dirt road she ran by hundreds of times. As she ran along, she started to get worried by how secluded her surroundings were getting, but her curiousity just kept her running further and further in.
Finally, another 5 miles in, Emily reached a lavish mansion, with enough places to park to tell her this couldn't just be someones home. "Wow, i wonder what this place is..." she said, as she stood infront of it, wiping sweat from her brow, and walking around the large mansion. But unbeknownst to her, she was being watched, and they had BIG plans for this poor girl who had just ran herself into a new life.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 22, 2012 19:21:15 GMT -4
The mansion was large, covered in cobwebs and dust, but elegance could be seen beneath all that, the mansion obviously having been quite the place in it's day."
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Post by Christina on May 22, 2012 19:25:22 GMT -4
Looking around some more, her curiousity finally got the better of her, and she walked up and knocked on the door, but unexpectedly, on her third knock, the door creaked open, as if on cue. "Well, thats wierd..." she thought, as it kept opening, until it hit the wall on the opposite side, giving her a full panaromaic view of the inside. "Wow, it looks really... elegant in here.." she thought, as she first poked her head in, then slowly took a step or two inside, still anxious to see if there was anyone inside.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 22, 2012 19:29:25 GMT -4
"Oh a guest?" whispered a voice. "I'll have to keep an eye on this one."
The Mansion seemed empty, and old, so very old. It smelt like a basement, musty and dusty, all the things one would want to avoid their home smelling like. Before her was a grand staircase that lead to rows of doors and hallways into other parts of the Mansion, it seemed.
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Post by Christina on May 22, 2012 19:33:00 GMT -4
Emily thought she heard a voice, but she just chalked it up to her paranoia. "Wierd..." she thought, as she walked up the winding staircase, until she saw a long hallway lined with doors. "Wonder what these were for?" she thought out-loud as she read the names. "Size, Gender, even Weight? Hmmm.." she thought, as she scanned them all. "Wonder if this one has a gym in it.. i could use a few more minutes of cardio.." she thought as she cracked open the door.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 22, 2012 20:01:30 GMT -4
The door opened to reveal another dusty old room. There was a treadmill, but it seemed to be the only bit of exercise equipment in the room. A gigantic circular bed lay one one side, a strange looking photo booth like device on another, and a full fridge sitting in the farthest corner.
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Post by Christina on May 22, 2012 23:19:24 GMT -4
"Well... this is just.... odd..." she thought, as she surveyed the room. "Wheres all the exercise equipment?" she wondered, as she looked at the photo booth. "And a photo booth? Really?" she thought, perplexed and curious, as she walked over, and opened the dusty curtain, and stepping inside.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 23, 2012 17:06:45 GMT -4
Inside it looked like any other photo booth one might find at an arcade or mall, although it didn't seem to have any place to insert money. There was a video touch screen in front of her and below the camera.
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Post by Christina on May 23, 2012 17:35:52 GMT -4
"Hmmm... I wonder if this still works.." she thought to herself. As if on cue, the machine turned on, and the bright touchscreen gave her options for normal or 'augmented' photos. Feeling adventurous, she clicked on augmented, and was surprised to see only one option: Fatten. "Hmmm.. that's weird," she thought, as she clicked the button, out of curiousity, "maybe its to motivate people to get so fat.." she mused aloud, cracking a smile.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 30, 2012 22:04:05 GMT -4
The device buzzed a bit. "Thank you for choosing the Morpho Matic Photo Booth. You have selected augmentation: Fatten? Is this correct?"
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Post by Christina on May 31, 2012 13:42:24 GMT -4
"Yeah... Sure..." she said, pushing the "Correct" button. Next, it gave her a list of sizes, anywhere from 'chubby' to 'Obese' to even 'Bed-ridden', which made her bust out laughing. "Alright, theres no harm in this," she mused, as she pushed "Super-Obese". Smiling a bit, she watched as the machine warmed up, then showed a mirror image of her face on the screen, as if it was trying to take a picture of her face and upper body.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 2, 2012 0:40:14 GMT -4
Calibrating" The voice said. A bright flash went off, and on the screen was a picture of a girl with several chins framing huge cheeks. Super-Obese indeed. It was rather humours.
"Finalize?"
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Post by Christina on Jun 2, 2012 1:07:26 GMT -4
"Ha... sure.... that is ALL the motivation i will EVER need." she said, still laughing at how rediculously fat the woman on the screen looked compared to her. Nonchalantly, she pressed "Finalize", but instead of the screen changing, and a picture popping it out, it only said "Thank you, please enjoy". "Hmmm.. that was odd..." she thought, until she felt a rumbling deep in her stomach.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 6, 2012 12:01:27 GMT -4
Tingles began to move through her skin, giving her goosebumps, as her stomach got louder and louder.
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Post by Christina on Jun 7, 2012 15:23:55 GMT -4
"Ohhhh..." she groaned, stumbling out of the booth, to a new, and startling sight... food, tables of food. "Wait.... this is... odd.." she said, her rational mind still trying to hold on, as her overwhelmed body maneuvered over, and picked up a piece of chicken, and with little hesitation, took a big bite.
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