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The error code that became known as obesification- which now affects 15% of the population and grows ever day. An error code in which the life bots that take care of our citizens notice hedonistic trends, that simple, real pleasures create direct satisfaction, turning our clients into overfed, pampered pets. She was the first case we noticed, and in the first 3% of victims as far as we can tell. We're still not sure what to do about this epidemic, or if it should even be labelled as such when the victims are so happy, but whatever answers we need, studying people like her can help us get them.
She weighs over a ton, and gains 10 lbs a month on average, with highs of 15 lbs a month. Her caloric intake is still increasing, and her media consumption with it. She sits in her chair, once a hover chair, but now finding now need for mobility, so it stays docked at all times, her belly falling to the ground before her pinning her down. Perhaps she's too heavy to a hover chair to lift now, and the AI that looks after her can't get her off the hover chair to replace it with 3D printed patents. We can't be sure, it's hard to tell what the AI are thinking when they don't make a decision- they never report why they decide not to do something, that'd clog the reports.
She's not the biggest case we have, but is in the top 10% of them, so she'd a good way to look at the problem, but after researching her, and interviewing her with subtle surveys disguising themselves as AI monitoring, once or twice a week, I'm beginning to wonder if there is a problem. This blob of a woman, huge beyond the scope of human possibility, raised above her mortal limitations to a pure form of hedonistic indulgence, is happy.
Her life is constant joy and pleasure, and she's even aware of her fatness, but pays it no mind, finding some sort of joy in her massive frame, and in being helplessly treated by the Life Bot. As long as that AI runs, she's in good spirits, with not even a concern that her size is anything problematic. I think I may report that we shouldn't stop this error code, as it'll make our product worse at making people happy. Instead, we should rebuild infrastructure to make people like this fit into our society more, and program AI to build more patents for heavier capacity load equipment.
On an unprofessional note, I'm starting to become entranced by the idea of her. Someone purely id, indulging in the simplest pleasures and finding limitless joy in it. I'm told some of the obesification 'victims' (though that phrasing seems inaccurate to me, now) still write, draw, compose music and otherwise create works, despite their predicament. There's something beautiful in an alien way to this mound of flesh, a woman buried in the trophies of excess inside of it, prisoner to her indulgent whims, and happily so.
I'll continue looking into other cases of obesification as it spreads, and hopefully, as infrastructure is put in place to support these people in their lifestyles.
Agent 487-ob, report filed.

This is a sequel snippet, and illustration for the short story that won the contest for which one deserves an illustration! THis is the most ambitious painting I have EVER done, and it was a lot of fun to do! If you want to read the original story, that goes into a little more detail about the incident and its discovery, check it out here:
Error Code: Obesification - Weekly Short StoryTags BBW SSBBW WG XWG Sci-Fi
Heading down to the office that morning was strange. The report I had to file was a strange one compared to what I usually deal with. Normally a Life Bot breaking down leads to badly painted walls, broken furniture, and in extreme cases floods and fires. Hell, I’d even seen a few deaths, but something like this had never been reported.
Life Bot inspection is usually a mundane field. Bot inspection is just about the last human field left, other than the arts and pioneer programming. It’s a pretty simple thing, figuring out where the communication between machine and humanity breaks down, but this one seemed a little less simple.
It started when I got the report. Client seemed to be standard fare, part of the ‘artist’ class. Doesn’t mean what it used to, just someone without a special

Description
The error code that became known as obesification- which now affects 15% of the population and grows ever day. An error code in which the life bots that take care of our citizens notice hedonistic trends, that simple, real pleasures create direct satisfaction, turning our clients into overfed, pampered pets. She was the first case we noticed, and in the first 3% of victims as far as we can tell. We're still not sure what to do about this epidemic, or if it should even be labelled as such when the victims are so happy, but whatever answers we need, studying people like her can help us get them.
She weighs over a ton, and gains 10 lbs a month on average, with highs of 15 lbs a month. Her caloric intake is still increasing, and her media consumption with it. She sits in her chair, once a hover chair, but now finding now need for mobility, so it stays docked at all times, her belly falling to the ground before her pinning her down. Perhaps she's too heavy to a hover chair to lift now, and the AI that looks after her can't get her off the hover chair to replace it with 3D printed patents. We can't be sure, it's hard to tell what the AI are thinking when they don't make a decision- they never report why they decide not to do something, that'd clog the reports.
She's not the biggest case we have, but is in the top 10% of them, so she'd a good way to look at the problem, but after researching her, and interviewing her with subtle surveys disguising themselves as AI monitoring, once or twice a week, I'm beginning to wonder if there is a problem. This blob of a woman, huge beyond the scope of human possibility, raised above her mortal limitations to a pure form of hedonistic indulgence, is happy.
Her life is constant joy and pleasure, and she's even aware of her fatness, but pays it no mind, finding some sort of joy in her massive frame, and in being helplessly treated by the Life Bot. As long as that AI runs, she's in good spirits, with not even a concern that her size is anything problematic. I think I may report that we shouldn't stop this error code, as it'll make our product worse at making people happy. Instead, we should rebuild infrastructure to make people like this fit into our society more, and program AI to build more patents for heavier capacity load equipment.
On an unprofessional note, I'm starting to become entranced by the idea of her. Someone purely id, indulging in the simplest pleasures and finding limitless joy in it. I'm told some of the obesification 'victims' (though that phrasing seems inaccurate to me, now) still write, draw, compose music and otherwise create works, despite their predicament. There's something beautiful in an alien way to this mound of flesh, a woman buried in the trophies of excess inside of it, prisoner to her indulgent whims, and happily so.
I'll continue looking into other cases of obesification as it spreads, and hopefully, as infrastructure is put in place to support these people in their lifestyles.
Agent 487-ob, report filed.

This is a sequel snippet, and illustration for the short story that won the contest for which one deserves an illustration! THis is the most ambitious painting I have EVER done, and it was a lot of fun to do! If you want to read the original story, that goes into a little more detail about the incident and its discovery, check it out here:
Error Code: Obesification - Weekly Short StoryTags BBW SSBBW WG XWG Sci-Fi
Heading down to the office that morning was strange. The report I had to file was a strange one compared to what I usually deal with. Normally a Life Bot breaking down leads to badly painted walls, broken furniture, and in extreme cases floods and fires. Hell, I’d even seen a few deaths, but something like this had never been reported.
Life Bot inspection is usually a mundane field. Bot inspection is just about the last human field left, other than the arts and pioneer programming. It’s a pretty simple thing, figuring out where the communication between machine and humanity breaks down, but this one seemed a little less simple.
It started when I got the report. Client seemed to be standard fare, part of the ‘artist’ class. Doesn’t mean what it used to, just someone without a special