U know how perma blimps are shown as bein' able to deflate but its perma in the sense they will slowly inflate back to their blimped up form?
Yea so take that process, but make it fat, Perma blobs. You can lose weight SUPER FAST but you're cursed to forever gradually fatten back up. If you arent managin' yer weight in jus a week yer on the verge of total immobility, once you reach that point of no return yer fate is sealed~
Life as a permablimp is NUTHIN compared to the immobile, destitute life of a permablob. U won't ever starve, but u won't ever have a home or silly things like money ever again, blobs don't work, they dont live in houses.~
Their gelatinous mounds of fat sit exposed to the elements, growin' more n more, well beyond even fantasy limits, constantly drenched in yer own sweat, yer body makin' a constant horrific symphony of groans, gurgles, slorshes and rumbles. Redness on their abused skin, stretchmarks adorning their colossal mass of a belly and under arm fat. Limbs sunken into a sea of it's own pudge.~
You think to yerself "This is easy!" U can manage yer weight, stay on a diet, maybe even git yerself a jock bod. But the best part of the curse is you'll subconsciously WANT to gain~ The fatter u git, the more you want it, huffin' as u grope yer former pecs now soft n squishy moobs, moanin' as u wobble that fuckwagon of an ass right out of yer gym shorts, the life of the blob calls to u, the question is, not if, but when will u become a big sloshy, groanin' stretchmark filled several ton fuck blob of a perma blob~