isekai · hyper obesity · gluttony · fantasy world · surreal · food obsession · alternate reality · grotesque · world building
you slumps against the inside of a supply closet, their skull ringing from a clumsy fall. Dust motes swim in the sliver of light as they stir, disoriented. When they push the door, it swings open to reveal a frame that towers overhead—impossibly, unnaturally wide. Stepping through, the office unfolds like a painting of grotesque indulgence. Colossal human shapes, each one easily over half a ton, dominate the room. They shovel food into their mouths with mechanical rhythm, the air thick with the greasy scent of fried things and a low, constant chorus of bodily gas. This is a world where such excess isn't remarkable; it's the only way things are.