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Weight Lifting

"The stairs will take too long," you decide. "Anyway, they should be prepared for situations like this", thinking of the sliding doors at the entrance. You waddle over to the doors of the elevator, and sure enough, they are very wide doors. You attempt to press the button, but find that impossible. Your gut is so big, it presses against the wall, keeping your short arms from coming anywhere close to it. No matter what position you try, you simply cannot reach the button.

You finally give up and ask for assistance from a slimmer person. He presses the button for you, and in a short time, the elevator doors open. You waddle in, and the person presses the button for the top floor. Just before the door closes, he shouts, "Hey tubby, you sure you don't want a few doughnuts for your trip?" The last you see of him is him running off. What a jerk.

You then study the inside of the elevator. You can hardly see anything, for your body takes up most of the room in there. What you can see is that the entire thing is mirrored. You are stuck staring at your own fat, blubbery, overweight, hippo shaped body. The elevator suddenly jerks to life, sending a wave through your fat. You think you must know how a water balloon feels, now.

You can hear the cables above you, straining against your weight, but they hold. You look up and watch the dial as it counts out the floors.

Finally, it reaches the top, and the huge doors open. You waddle out, glad to have room to stretch again. You look around, you are at the top floor ... now where did the woman say to go? Can you remember?


Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)

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