I walked over to the gym the next morning. I was feeling sore from the walking I did yesterday. I dressed into my skimpy workout outfit and walked into the gym where Coach Rhonda was talking to a relatively short and very round woman dressed in a similar workout outfit as I had on. Her clothes exposed a huge expanse of belly and thighs and this woman had impressively large breasts perched on top of her huge belly. Seeing my reflection in the mirror next to this woman showed I also had a lot of belly and thighs exposed. “Let me introduce you to your workout partner. This is Lisa, she will be your gym partner for the next three weeks. You both need to lose at least 50 pounds and to gain a lot of strength. Lisa is a graduate of the fattening house and she has been a little too successful in gaining weight recently.” “Hi. It is good to meet you. It seems a shame that we need to slim down with such lovely bodies as ours, but maybe we can be weight gain partners afterward when we are strong.” “Alright, we don’t have time to gab. I will guide you through the exercises I want you to do every day and then I will have you both go for a long walk. I partnered you two up because you are both in danger of having limited mobility and you will need serious daily encouragement to achieve good results.” Coach Rhonda led Lisa and I through three hours’ worth of strenuous weight lifting, calisthenics, and stretching. I was shocked at how weak I was. After the workout, we were allowed a small healthy meal and then we were sent out on a five mile walk together. Lisa and I didn’t talk much on our walk because we were breathing so hard most of the time. Coach Rhonda had given us a time limit for the walk so we had to force a hard pace. We seemed to be equally matched in out-of-shapeness and needed rest breaks at similar benches along our route. Our pace seemed so slow compared to how fast I could have walked a few months ago. I kept in mind that only half of my fat was real and that all of Lisa was actual fat, but still I was carrying 500 pounds of real and artificial fat on my body. When we returned coach Rhonda told us we were not done yet. She instructed us in how to massage each other to ease some of the pain from our new exercise regime. We switched off massaging each other and it really did make my sore muscles feel better. After this full day of exercise I was exhausted. After I took a shower, all I wanted to do was eat a huge meal with lots of dessert, but coach Rhonda thought we were serious cases and she insisted that we should only eat at the gym cafeteria so that our portions and calories could be controlled. Over dinner Lisa and I talked. She told me how she had emigrated here weighing 220 pounds. She emigrated not because she wanted to be immensely fat, but because her confidence and body image had been destroyed by the Thin society. Once here she adjusted well to the Utopia and eventually decided that she wanted a fatter body. A few month in the fattening dorms added a hundred and fifty pounds to her plump body. She began to love eating and loved the effects it had on her body. She used the term voluptuous. Since then she had continued to gain weight until now. Her weight had skyrocketed in the last year to 620 pounds. She had begun to be less able to do daily things and her boss and friends had sent her here to get healthy. We both agreed that being in the Utopia was amazing. Lisa thought that it was almost too amazing in that she had somewhat lost control of herself while reveling in the new-found pleasures of the Utopia. She was looking forward to being a little smaller and a lot healthier. I told her my story adding the fictional back story we had cooked up in Dr. Morgan’s lab. I told her my weight was 664 pounds and that I had gained a pound a day since I had emigrated. We said goodbye and I went back to the dorms and slept. I met Lisa at the gym the next day for breakfast and then we worked out with limited supervision by coach Rhonda. Coach would show up every once in a while and tell us to work harder to increase resistance or to go faster, sometimes both of these. Lisa and I had some good talks at meals when we not out of breath. The rest of the week, including the weekend was a similar regimen. Lisa and I became good friends and the soreness seemed to get less every day. Our walking pace was faster, we were less out of breath and we were stronger. The next Monday coach Rhonda examined us to see how we were progressing. She tested our strength and measured our bodies. I had lost 16 pounds and Lisa had lost 17 pounds. This week we had our now normal workout plus coach Rhonda added extra miles to our walking and an afternoon of swimming laps. It felt so good to be in the water. Lisa looked lovely in her one-piece swimsuit. After working out, massages, showers and then dinner, Lisa invited me to her apartment to celebrate our successful first week. We walked over and had some drinksa slight slip in our calorie discipline. We had been so close together all week and we had had to touch each other’s bodies so much, but we had been exhausted all week. Today we were stronger and could pay attention. I think we both noticed that we were next to someone attractive who felt the same about the other. We sat next to each other on her porch as the evening dwindled down, quietly talking. We kissed and embraced which led to a night of sex. We woke up late the next day in her bed. We were late for breakfast, which coach Rhonda made us skip. We both had a miserable day at the gym being hungry and sleepy. Over dinner I had told Lisa about feeding Ally. Lisa was intrigued and said she wanted to meet this skinny woman and see her gorge. She asked if she could feed Ally. I didn’t see why not. After dinner I called Ally up and we agreed to a feeding the next night. I spent the night with Lisa again. Lisa and I both looked forward all day to meeting Ally that evening. We had both been hungry all week and the exercise only made us more ravenous. I thought about food a lot, I even dreamed about eating great piles of it. Lisa told me she had similar dreams. We met Ally that evening after our workout. I was shocked when we saw Ally. She met us in the lounge wearing a loose robe and then we went to her room for her dinner. She sat down and took off her robe. Underneath she was wearing a small shirt and shorts that had fit her when I had first met her. Now the short and shorts were way too tight. The shirt rode up revealing several inches of bulging tummy. The shorts were stretched sideways to accommodate her wide butt and the waistband in front was bowed downward by her belly. Compared to me or Lisa she was tiny, but she seemed huge compared to the last time I had seen her. “Look at the progress I have made! I weigh 145! That’s 35 pounds since I got here. Did you bring Lisa here to help fatten me?” “Yes, Lisa and I both want to feed you tonight, is that OK? “Yes, let’s begin, I’m starving. I am sorry you are starving so I’ll try to eat for the three of us.” It was an amazing night, it did seem like she ate for the three of us. Her shirt and shorts both looked much tighter by the time we were done. Ally was so bloated, her belly round and taught. Ally fell asleep at some point and Lisa and I slyly looked at each other and then grabbed a plate and had a mini stuffing. We didn’t overdo it, but it was so nice to eat a large portion of food. We felt tired and slightly shamed for eating so much and we parted for the evening to our separate dorms. Our next weigh-in with Coach Rhonda showed more progress. I lost 14 pounds and Lisa lost 19 pounds. I think my overall smaller body within the fat suit accounted for the weight loss difference. Rhonda took me aside and gave me some stern talking to. The next two weeks flew by; we lifted more weights and walked much farther. Lisa and I would meet for trysts about half of the nights each week. The third week weigh-in had Lisa at -21 and me at -16 pounds.