🐔 Fat Giant's Chicken Feast
This lazy giantess has outgrown everything around her. What used to be normal furniture now looks like it belongs in a doll house. A meal fit for two is nothing but an afternoon snack for her now.

In a soft, regretful voiceover, she reflects on how she let herself get so enormous. Years of unchecked hunger have turned her into this soft, heavy, lumbering woman who doesn't even fit into ordinary life anymore. Too wide for doorways. Too embarrassed to go outside. She talks about stares from strangers- how nothing is built for a woman her size- and how the memory of being small and fit feels like a dream of someone else's life.

And so she sits at a tiny table, devouring what looks miniature compared to her. Roasted chicken, potatoes, corn.. even cans of soda seem like dollhouse treats in her chubby hands. Her huge belly spills out, taking up space where her lap used to be. Cellulite dimpled thighs wiggle and wobble. Unladylike burps escape her lips as she stuffs and bloats herself.

She's become a gentle, greedy giantess.. and she's still hungry for more.