Another normal day started to go along for Amber. She stood in her own compartment of the lab, wearing nothing but her underwear. Her gut rested on a table before her, otherwise it would have almost touched the ground by now. As she just looks straight forward she has her normal, dazed and drugged up look on her face. Her tongue sticking out like a dog, panting for air and sweating heavily. Her pupils big like puppy eyes. She can feel her enormous hunger creeping up in her massive body.

As she stands there, two scientist inspect every fold of her rapid expanding body. One looking through her many side rolls and lifting her massive, trunk sized forearm up to get a closer look. The other getting a syringe ready to give her another injection of some stimulating drugs.

But she doesnt mind. Not anymore atleast. Being here for many months and the victim of constant manipulation and drug abuse she grown completly obedient. Only really thinking about her next meal or how exhausting it is right now for her to stand.