ValleyGirlFattie

Sarah had been radio silent for days, and that was plenty of cause of concern for you. The two of you had met in college, in engineering class no less, and both of you knew from the get go she had a great future in robotics. Scholarships, competitions, national recognition, it all came her way, and she was very humble about all of it, always praising you and your help as her assistant in the lab. More than anything, she seemed to want to be tinkering with machines than stroking her ego with another trophy. At first it seemed like a typical case of her being too busy building to answer your calls. But that only lasted for 12 hours at the most, before she inevitably crashed and texted you “good night” You weren’t exactly sure what the two of you were. Most lab partners didn’t stay together after graduation, much less sleep over from time to time. Still, it was almost an unspoken agreement that her love was really for her craft, rather than any silly old human. But your concern still dragged you all the way to her house regardless. Your copy of the house key slid in just fine, and the door opened silently. ‘No squeaky joint was allowed to live’ you recalled her saying once as she used WD-40 on her toilet seat hinges. The lights in the house were all off, leaving only the natural sunlight to illuminate what you could see. “Sarah? You here?” “Took you… *huff* long enough…!” The voice sounded similar to Sarah’s only a bit deeper, and clearly winded. You quickly rushed over to the source of the voice, and your jaw just about dropped when you laid your eyes upon Sarah. She was absolutely massive, gigantic even, and based on what you could tell, utterly immobile, not even able to flap her arms around, not that it would help her much. “I was… wondering how long… you’d take… *OUUUUUUUUUUURP*!” The belch was loud enough to rattle the windows in their frames, and left a slight ringing in your ears. You couldn’t even manage to get one word out, instead just taking in the sight of your friend, now several tons heavier. Poking and prodding all over the place, unable to grasp what was before you. “Turns out… even engineers… like me… make mistakes…!” Sarah said with several wheezes in between, the mere act of existing tiring her out. She did her best to vaguely motion towards the living room, and the odd robot you had walked past in your search for the voice. If you recalled correctly, it was vaguely humanoid, and designated F-33DER. Whatever that meant. “A robot… meant to help… stop world hunger…! Just that it… only had one target…” You could already deduce the situation from there. The robot had done its best to end any semblance of hunger in Sarah, which meant blowing her up like a balloon filled with lard. You heard a loud *BEEP* come from the living room, and a slight chuckle from Sarah. “It’s done charging… at least it’ll split… the food… with you now!”