After her latest failed date, Youmu had decided to get help, and who better to help her weight problem than a weight doctor.



The news she would receive, though, would only continue her woes.



"I... Have a what?" Youmu asked.



"You have... a rare condition. Very rare, I thought it was only a legend, yet here it is. You have... How do I explain..." The doctor pondered. Youmu gulped, suddenly feeling very worried.



"I-it can't be that bad right? I-I mean people with rare conditions always tend to live meaningful lives..."





"That might be, but... This one is a lot more... Immobilizing." The doctor began, "it's called inanis stomachum, or 'phantom stomach.' In a way, you have two stomachs: your normal one, and an insatiable 'phantom' stomach. Some say it's a very literal version of eating for two... except- You see, because this phantom stomach is always empty, your body assumes that you are starving, and thus stores as much body fat as it can, making it very difficult and even impossible to work off. This 'starvation' also leads to increased need for high-calorie food so that some food IS turned into energy, and a vastly increased appetite, exacerbating your weight gain even further- "



Youmu paled, even more so than normal. "What do you mean...? You mean... I'm going to keep getting fat, no matter what...?"



The doctor nodded. "I'm afraid so, miss. I'm sorry, I know this is a lot to take in...."



The young woman was absolutely devastated. She's already a blimp as it was, but to think that she would get even bigger, with no possible end, was too much. She was crying.



"I-I'm... I'll never... Find anyone... I'll never succeed, because... because I'm a fat ugly blimp..."



"Miss... If I may interject, in spite of your condition, I do believe you'll succeed, you seem like a smart girl. Besides, I'm sure you'll find someone who will appreciate your character." The doctor adjusted his glasses.



"You... Think so...?" She looked up, the doctor nodded in return. "Okay... Thank you doctor... I guess, I'll just try to cope..." She would do her best to cope, she told herself.



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Of course, that meeting was two months ago. With an appetite of her size, Youmu would only get bigger and bigger.



At present day, Youmu weighed over eight hundred pounds, edging on nine hundred. Yet the girl would not give up.



After succeeding in the momentous task that was getting out of bed, Youmu had breakfast. It was a breakfast big enough for a family of ten- scrambled eggs, french toast, pancakes. She ate it all with gusto- but of course, she was still hungry...



"Ah... Good..." Youmu said to no one in particular. "Time for class..." She slowly got up, and headed to English class.



She promised herself she'd do her best no matter what, but it was in no means easy. Her stomach was wide, and hung down to her knees. Her legs constantly rubbed against each other, each leg as round as a tire. Her rear was was equally as large, rising a few feet off the ground- so large she had to fashion panties from her old, smaller ones. Her once modest breasts ballooned into two large orbs rivaling the largest watermelons. And with every passing day she'd only get bigger.



With her size, it wasn't easy. She was very slow to get around, meaning she had to leave early, and she took up a lot of room- she easily took up most the room of a school hallway. Everyone walked around her in an attempt to avoid her, almost a sign of courtesy for the girl's behemoth size.



After ten minutes of lumbering, Youmu had finally arrived at her class room- it took place within an auditorium- and she was several minutes early too. Feeling victorious, she entered; but alas, it wouldn't be that easy.



"Oh... What now... I'm stuck." She observed, disappointed. "I fit last week..." She was greatly wedged in, and it wouldn't be an easy task to get out.



She sighed, "And today was going to be a good day, too..."

--------------Poor thing just keeps eating and just keeps getting fatter~Givesome love for the excellent story!