You roll over slowly and almost swat your alarm clock off the night stand as you slowly blink the sleep out of your eyes. Your stomach rumbled audibly at you for reasons you could'nt quite understand which finnally woke you from your tranquil dream state. For the past week it had been a fight with your subconscious to get out of bed every morning. You had banked your hopes on a relaxing weekend of lazing around the house to restore you're lost vigor but so far that did not seem to be the case.
You absent mindedly scratched you belly as you made your way to the kitchen. Normally you would do your shave and shower routine first but on this day getting something inside you stomach was top priority. Which was odd considering you had been careful to eat a full portion of dinner last night. Normally some kind of fruit or healthy cereal would be top choice for breakfast but over the last week you had been waking up later and later and seemed more and more fatigued at the end of the day and preparing a healthy meal was just to much time and energy to invest and you had resigned your self to buying some "easier" things to keep around the house when you got hungry. Which seemed to be more frequently then you remembered. You grabbed a "BIG" bowl of your favorite sugary cereal and through some microwave waffles with some left over fried chicken from sunday nights dinner. They were'nt very good but you found a liberal application of whipped cream and Mrs. Buttersworth made them pretty good. Lately that would be all you needed for breakfast but today you could'nt even wait for the 3 minute microwave timer to go off so you doubled up on breakfast and killed a LARGE bowl of cereal while you waited for your main course.
As you picked the last peice of syrupy sweet chicken off the bone and gulped down your last of your glass of whole milk your body rewarded you with an addictive blast of endorphins as it got to work turning those calories into a nice layer of fat. Fat it knew just what to do with, at the moment you had the hormones of a young girl just about to bud through puberty coursing through your veins and your confused body was making up for lost time.
You did'nt notice it as you showered, or even as you shaved and dressed but you had lost a substantial amount of muscle mass for so short a period of time what had replaced it was about 5 pounds of pliable bouyant fatty tissue.
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