I walked into the clinic, ready to lose a few pounds. At least, that’s what I thought. The doctor had other plans.

The exam started off normal, but something felt off. The posters on the wall, the way the doctor studied me… Before I could figure it out, I blacked out.

When I woke up, my hands were tied, and the “weight loss” treatment had taken a wild turn. Instead of shedding pounds, I was force fed until my belly stretched to its limit.

The doctor wasn’t here to help me shrink!

He was making sure I grew!!!