Chapter #7huge! by: Unknown "What do you mean by huge?" you ask, curiously.
"Well..." Daniel pauses, thinking. "You know how the servants are all obese, like from around three to six hundred pounds?"
"Wait... there are servants here who weigh 600?" you can't help but asking.
"Well, it's only one... technically he's supposed to be a servant, but all he does is sit in the servant's quarters and get stuffed by the other servants all day. Supposedly the stuffing had started out as some kind of initiation, but I guess they liked it so much that they kept going. At first he resisted, and tried to leave to do some work, but the others just kept him there. Eventually, he just stopped resisting. Actually, he's even begun to enjoy it. It didn't take long for him to become a leader figure for the other servants. Now whatever he asks them, they go and do. Mainly he just asks for food. All things considered, it's no wonder he's gotten so much bigger than the other servants... I'd say they just enjoy being able to see him get so dang fat. He's been bursting out of his clothes since it started. Could you imagine that when he first got here, he was around the same size as you are now?"
You think for a while about how someone as thin as you could get so big only after staying here as a servant. How could someone get that fat just from being stuffed? you think.
"Anyway, his name is Terrence," says Daniel. "As you could guess, he's pretty popular around here."
"...So what about those two fat guys who don't swim often?" you ask.
"Oh, right, right. They're huge! They'd been staying here initially because they used to be a luchador team who was training up their weight to become better fighters in the ring. I say "used to" because they enjoyed your uncle's food so much, they never wanted to leave. So they're now retired. They still hold regular "matches" against each other, but they're too fat now to ever go back to professional masked wrestling."
"So, how big are they?" you wonder.
"You'll be surprised when you hear this, but Rodriguez is about 1,300 lbs, while his partner, Antonio, is pushing 1,400!"
"What?!" you exclaim.
Daniel chuckles in response. "I suppose that's a pretty normal reaction. They could be documented as the world's fattest masked wrestling duo, but they're not really in it for the publicity. You would also probably be surprised to hear that even fatter people have lived within these walls."
You just stand there, mouth agape. You finally snap out of it, and ask another question. "But... how do they have matches? Aren't they too big to move?"
"They would be," replies Daniel, "but your Uncle has created a rope-and-pulley system over their ring that helps them support their fat. He's even had seamstresses make them these gigantic wrestling costumes to fit their massive bodies. Their weekly matches are pretty impressive. They even have an excuse to gain weight for it, since they need to compete in both weight and strength."
"When's their next match?"
"Tomorrow night. If you want to see them now, then that's fine too."
You nod, and then pause for a second to think. How awesome would it be if you could get stuffed to oblivion like Terrence, or if you could train with the two immobile masked wrestlers, maybe even get massive enough to become a third opponent. Even though it feels weird to you that you're having these thoughts, somehow it feels right.
You sigh, calming yourself down. You hate to admit it, but you were getting a little aroused there. You then turn to Daniel.
"So, Daniel..." you say... indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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