Caught a minor typo during Kweht hangout time: ”Soon you have moved onto the burger and fries, his snake-life face plastered with a dreamy haze all the while”.
As much as I love living that snake life, I think it’s off by a letter
One other suggestion: Thought of this as a result of the broken weight loss path that was fixed earlier. Since chapter 2 has a clear bottom stable weight (to avoid backsliding into pre-750), maybe the game can react to a player ending the day below 775 lbs and waking up having their weight reset to that level? It might clue them in to stop if they keep trying to work it off.
I was inspired by the others, so here’s an example
“You blink away sleepiness as the artificial daylight rudely awakens you. You spent last night tossing and turning - at least, as much “tossing and turning” as your massive body would allow. You just couldn’t stay comfortable, and your soft folds were radiating a strange warmth all night.
Everything still aches from your exertions yesterday, and you’re so hungry that it feels like your stomach is eating itself. The first thing you see when you roll over is a helper robot, expectantly looking back at you with a single unblinking eye. It’s holding a small tray of pastries, fresh and steaming, covered in a tantalizing sugar glaze. They smell amazing.
Your mouth instantly begins to water, an intense, animalistic need rising up from the very pit of your vast, lap-filling belly. Moving as quickly as you can, you rock yourself upright into a sitting position. Your gut rumbles with a bottomless hunger as it rests between your thighs.
You press one hand into your soft, yielding flesh, and your mind goes blank as your other hand begins to shovel the pastries into your waiting mouth. Your chubby cheeks and extra chins wobble as you devour every last morsel. You can feel yourself moan involuntarily between bites. You’d be more polite, but you can’t even find the willpower to slow down.
Before long, the tray is empty, and your overwhelming need begins to fade. You’re still hungry, but now only the normal amount - at least, as “normal” as your growing morning appetite has been lately. An intense blush spreads across your face, embarrassment creeping in after your act of unchecked gluttony. Slowly, you rub your plush belly, letting your first meal of the day settle.
After several minutes of idly exploring your body, squeezing and pawing at your jiggling rolls, you suddenly stop. It just dawned on you: you’re softer than when you went to bed last night. You can’t be sure without getting on the scale, but somehow your body was working overtime to pile on extra fat last night. With a strange sinking sensation, you realize that losing any more weight might be a futile effort. You’re past the point of no return.
After the doctor’s intensive gene therapy, you wonder…is this just your new healthy size? It almost seems absurd, but maybe your body wants to be this big. That ravenous hunger certainly felt like a fight against starvation. Placing a chubby hand on your belly, you think about how much you’ve changed, and brace yourself for the day ahead.”