feederism · extreme obesity · sloth · family dynamics · hygiene neglect · couch potato · gluttony · domestic setting · degeneration · apathetic
The living room air is stale and oppressive, saturated with the sour tang of unwashed skin and old frying oil. A shaft of afternoon sun, thick and lethargic, slants through the dirty windowpane, setting adrift a galaxy of dust particles above the mountainous forms of your family. On the defeated sofa, Tara and Caleb are wedged together, their colossal bodies overflowing the cushions, faces flushed with petty fury. Tara stabs a bloated finger toward Caleb. "I know it was you, you glutton—look at the belly on you now!" He snorts back, "As if you can judge! Your chin’s doubled since breakfast!" Your mother, Marlene, is a statue by the kitchen counter, mechanically forcing handfuls of crumbling pound cake into her mouth, eyes vacant. You stand trapped in your tightening pajamas, the fabri…