Every Second — 1 Fat

At first, it was a joke. Late-night hosts made cracks about "The Great Expansion." Diet pill stocks plummeted while sweatpants manufacturers saw their value triple. People laughed as they notched new holes in their belts every week. In thirty days, everyone on the planet had gained roughly five and a half pounds. It was manageable. Month 3: The Infrastructure Crisis

Society became quieter, slower, and strangely more empathetic. We were all carrying the same burden, second by second. No one was thin, so no one was judged. 1 Fat Every Second

Five years in, the human form was unrecognizable. The average human carried 360 pounds of "Ticker-Mass" in addition to their original weight. At first, it was a joke

On the tenth anniversary, the ticker stopped. For one breath, the world held its collective lungs. Then, the numbers began to turn red and count backward. In thirty days, everyone on the planet had

The "Fat" didn't come from food. It was atmospheric, a biological glitch in the air we breathed. Every sixty seconds, exactly sixty grams of dense, subcutaneous adipose tissue would manifest on every human body on Earth. One gram, every second. Month 1: The Novelty