Putrid



You are disgusting. You fat, bloated pig. Look at yourself. Look at your fatty skin hanging over the edges of your too-tight underwear.

You ate nine slices of pizza today.

You're repulsive.

You know what you need to do.

That's right, head for the bathroom. Feel the white, cool, shiny toilet under the palm of your left hand as you stick your right down your throat.

Nine slices, gone.

All those calories, just like that.

It's like magic, isn't it?

Eat all you want and suffer no consequences for it.

No pointless exercising.

No stupid fad diets.

Just you, your index finger, and the toilet.

Quick, use that freshening spray!

Wouldn't want anyone to find out about your solution to all your problems.

Your food does not control you. You control it. You can expel it and its nasty, fat building, greasy, grotesque self. All while enjoying the taste.

Yes, the taste.

The bitterness of vomit coming up your throat.

Release.

Freedom.

That's what you want, isn't it?

You putrid, sliming thing.

Now, go eat some Oreos and come back.

The bathroom will be waiting.



I bet you hate yourself, don't you.

Who wouldn't?

See the fat jiggle on your legs. Cottage cheese legs. Lumpy stomach. Flabby arms.

You deserve to die.

You are a sore sight for human eyes, and it's a wonder they haven't had you hanged.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Go ahead. Cry.

See if that burns the fat off.

Going to the bathroom again?

Good.



Fill it up, let it out.
Fill it up, let it out.
Fill it up, let it out.



Look at you.

So much progress!

You should be proud.

But be careful...wouldn't want the fat to come back now, would we?

You must keep it up.

You MUST.

Do you think you can stand being a chubby loser again?

That's right.

Turn on the sink.

It will all be okay.



Wha...what's happened to me?

Shut up.

Look under my eyes...it's so...dark and heavy...

Be quiet!

I'm all skin and bones! What have I--?

YOU ARE DISGUSTING.

LOOK AT YOU.

YOU ARE SO FAT!

EXPEL IT!!

EXPEL IT!!

EXPEL IT!!!!

DO IT!!!!!!!!!!

You cannot stop yourself! Do it now, or you will regret it later, when all your weight comes back from eating one chip and not getting rid of it!

Flush.

Good.



I am disgusting.

I am repulsive.

I am putrid.

Expel.

Expel.

Expel.

...Freedom.



FIN.