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WARNING: The following story contains weight gain, expansion, and feedism. If this isn't your thing, kindly move along. You wake up on a Saturday morning to multiple texts bombarding your phone. The quiet rumble stirs you as you realize you placed your phone on vibrate. You had the day off, but despite this, someone thought something was important enough to barrage you with 8am texts. Rubbing at your eyes and shifting in your bed, your thin, scrawny arms, legs, and body move aside your covers sluggishly as you paw the bedside table for your phone. Bringing it to your dreary eyes and mild frown, you begin to read the most recent text message on your screen. It's your mother, telling you to turn on the morning news. Something important, she says. Sighing, the temptation to simply go back to bed is rather high, but then another text hits your phone. She is a bit freaked out about whatever is going on, something you consider unusual. Usually the most reasonable and rational of the

In a small yet lively cottage that mostly everyone in the bustling border town knows of, its two residents are the very cause of such an atmosphere. The residence is nearly the exact same as all its neighbors; like all the rest, the house is built from a combination of Frelia's fine lumber from its abundant forests and Renais' rich minerals derived from its vast mountains. Despite the average appearances, its occupants are anything but average looking. The two married men are busy in the kitchen. The room is currently being made a mess while also being cleaned up at the same time with both of the men working together. Gilliam has his back to the stove. Clearly enjoying the peacetime in Frelia, his figure has bloated out. His trusty pants cover up the entire expanse of his blubbery rear. Standing at an impressive stature next to even tall men, Gilliam's height is made extra impressive with his weight. Weighing 508 pounds —last he checked two weeks back— that came about from