Rotund and vile.

Everyday he ate heartily, for it felt that he was making progress. The food kept him alive, what could possibly be wrong about such a situation? It wouldn’t be until many months later that he realized the food was making him fat. Rotund and vile. Undesired by the opposite sex. This would be his ultimate dilemma. Eat to live and be merry, or starve to fuck and live in an equally satisfying iniquity.