It's been only 4 months since this weird virus has reared it's ugly head, the first few weeks, clothes for those infected were becoming tight, by the first month, pants ripping became a normal occurrence, halfway through the second month, the infected grew hungrier, consumed by a need to eat, by the end of said month, they grew enamored with their weight, during the 3rd month, they started losing concern towards exercising and manners.
It is the 4th month now and any chance of life returning to normal is gone, the infected are now trying to infect anybody that is healthy (although they aren't trying that hard), their hunger is through the roof and their weight is now causing property damage in some places.
You watched the news in your apartment, or at least you were trying to, amidst the sounds of loud burps, growling stomachs and people stuffing their faces, you tried to listen on your phone for any news on the matter, but every time, the news lady only grew worse, she still tried to provide the news, but the virus' grip on her grew stronger over time, just days ago, she had to eat on set just to keep her stomach silent, in front of you, however, was a rather heavy set woman, large stomach incessantly roaring, her suit looked extremely tight on her, while the chest area was less tight than the rest, the skirt she wore almost looked painted on, as her pear shaped body filled the clothes.
"Today, the infection is only growing worse as more and more people are infected" the newscaster said as her hand started rubbing her belly, "the center for disease control and prevention is still advising everyone to avoid large gatherings and that the chance of quarantines are increasing by the...", the newscaster slowly stopped, her mind wandering as she looked at her belly, now being rubbed by both hands, she stared at the hypnotic motions until she "continued", "As you can see, this virus may not be so bad", she claimed as she turned around, showcasing her body until her huge butt was in full view. "With a fat butt like this," she said as her hand lightly tapped her rear, sending a small shock wave to it, "you will never find a chair uncomfortable", the thing kept going, it was almost as if no one was there to stop it, so she continued her little "show", you closed your phone, you've seen enough to know that she was beyond saving now.
You head to your kitchen and made a list of what is missing, given the nature of the virus, you've had to stockpile food in order to avoid going out as often as possible, but due to how low your supplies were, you knew it was only a matter of time until you had to go out and get supplies.
The question is, in these times, are you guy, a gal or either that is part of a group of survivors...
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