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(Hey, guys. I Want to apologize for not posting here in a long time, especially after a period of frequent activity here. So, as a token of apology, I decided to start an "anything goes" vore/weight gain RP for you all to engage in. Enjoy! 3nodding )

Welcome to New America! In this new society, everything is at a standstill. The advancement of technology is currently stopped after a large amount of environmental damage was done by farmers who squandered the land to grow super-sized crops. The strangest thing about New America, however, is the change of portrayals in male and female figures. Fat females are considered sexy; on the flipside, males are very weight conscious and try to be as skinny as possible.

However, to keep females fat, the males try to feed them as much as possible. However, since it now illegal to grow crops in most places, food is relatively scarce to say the least. This hasn't stopped the males from feeding their females, especially since the world is still overpopulated and some of the people have been insubordinate of their leaders lately. . .

This is a story of a few people who live in such a world and the things they do to survive. . . .

Back in the late 1890s, a large sum of land was granted to the Irish immigrant Moby Halfpence by the United States government for his valiant support in the Spanish-American War. This was a clerical error, as Moby had never served in the U.S. army, nor was he an international hero. However, the legislation had already been passed to grant him the land, so the committee in charge merely presented him with the most inhospitable properties in the New England States; swampy, marshy wetlands with little use either agriculturally or structurally.

A hundred years later, when the rest of the country's farmlands were destroyed and laid barren, those wetlands dried up just enough to produce a large supply of rather sickly crops. So the heir of Moby Halfpence, one Loraine Halfpence, leased the farmland at phenomenal rates and built an enormous gothic castle at the very center.

Loraine was an avid technophile whose greatest source of frustration was the halting of scientific progress following the collapse of the old world order. Judging by the strange lights and sounds that sometimes emanate from the old castle, along with the fact that she regularly maintains over a dozen subscriptions to both Popular Science Magazine and Technology Weekly, some locals believe she must be building strange machines in her basement.

There are lots of strange rumors, in fact. Sometimes the townsfolk, especially farmers in her employ, go missing. Some say they are seen being dragged into the castle by Halfpence Security, where they are experimented on and tortured. Others claim to have heard strange howlings on the nights they vanished. Another popular theory suggests that Loraine Halfpence abducts and imprisons them as sexual partners. This is the only way she can get any, of course, being so disgustingly thin.

For you see, Loraine was borne with an unfortunately high metabolism, and no matter how many diets she tries, she cannot seem to cram enough carbs and starches into her stomach to keep her ribcage from showing. Even when she manages to keep it up long enough to fill out her dresses, she inevitably tires of eating until she is in pain at every meal and the inconvenience of not being able to spend more time in her laboratory.

Which, in hand with her unending greed, is what fuels her desire to finish her project: a machine which takes pure energy and reconstitutes it into precious, nutritious food. Improved food, designer food, which will make her even more fabulously wealthy and, with luck, solve her calorie/volume problems forever.

And she only needs one more thing: a source of atomic power!

Aside from her obvious shortcoming of being skeletally thin, Loraine is of astounding height and commanding posture. She has long, silky black hair and a wide, flat face with large doe eyes. She is often infuriated when men tell her, "You have such a pretty face," and "I'd date you in a second, if you would just put on some weight." She knows about the bizarre subculture of Skinny Admirers, but hates the idea of being limited to dating this tiny group of fetishists.

In person, she is brooding, self-involved, callous and spiteful. She enjoys Schadenfreude, expensive wines and spying on her contract workers, whom she refers to as "serfs."

*Fuzzy answers the door with a big slab of bacon in hand*

Hello. Can I help you? smile

One morning when Loraine went into the lab there was a small package waiting for her on the table. It was a DVD labled, "Lorain" with a small note attatched that read.
"I know what your doing, and I want to help you. Watch this DVD for more info.

Signed, A Friend.