"Faterus?" Brandy asked, "What the heck is that?"
Brandy, a young, 22-year old blonde woman, had woken up that morning with extreme pangs in her stomach. At first, she thought she was just really hungry. But after a rather large breakfast, she decided to visit the doctor's as her hunger didn't go away. The older, graying doctor confirmed as he looked through the results.
"It's a very complicated illness," he said, "You're gonna be absolutely starving for the next 24 hours, no matter how much you eat or satiate yourself. You'll also be releasing gas quite frequently"
"Where did it come from?" she asked, clutching her growling stomach. The doctor just shook his head.
"We wish we knew," he replied, "This symptom has only started popping up earlier this year, mainly overseas. You're the first one in this state showing signs of it that I know of,"
Brandy gulped.
"What's gonna happen?"
"It's nothing serious or fatal, but you'll be experiencing some permanent changes. How much did you eat this morning?"
"Oh... I had a whole box of cereal, and when that didn't work I tried drinking a bunch of soda..."
The doctor calculated something in his head.
"Hmmm... 20-30ish pounds?" he said.
"What are you talking about?" Brandy asked.
"Well, for a while you won't change much. But over the next 24-hours, depending on how much you eat you'll gain permanent weight. From what we understand, it's impossible to lose if you gain it during your initial Faterus infection,"
"WHAT!?" Brandy gasped, "Bu-but, I'm so skinny, much skinnier than my friends! Are you telling me I have to starve?"
"Not completely starve, just maybe watching what you eat for the rest of the day. Your stomach is gonna constantly be miserable and starving, but you have to be careful of how you treat it,"
He went to the nearby cupboard and took out some tablets.
"Unfortunately, stomach relievers don't help, but I hear you may need these gas tablets for your releases..."
Brandy just rolled her eyes as she took them. She didn't need gas relief right now, she needed some stomach relief.
"What am I supposed to do now?"
"Just try to take it easy and try not to eat too much. It should mostly be gone after the period, but---"
"Ugh, whatever, thanks," Brandy scoffed as she left the room.
She couldn't keep her mind focused as her stomach rumbled and churned. She was sooooooo hungry but was told she was gonna gain weight?
"No way, my metabolism is great!" she thought, "I'm not gonna turn into a lardass or anything!"
As she walked outside, her butt rumbled a bit. PHHHFRT! A packed fart escaped her rear, entering the atmosphere. Brandy just scoffed as she toom out her gas tablets.
"Like I need these," she grunted as she chucked them into a nearby trash can, "I can handle a little poot or two..."
She walked off down the street, her released scent flowing through the city...
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