Full Sized Fallout (Mini Story)

Before the bombs fell, Vault Tec, under the Enclave's direction, created the Vaults. Falsely claiming that they existed to protect America's citizens from nuclear holocaust, they actually put the Vault's inhabitants through various experiments to help further the Enclave's corrupt projects. 

In Vault 36, the experiment was what would happen to the populace if they were placed in an environment that required only minimum amount of work given excess amounts of food. To this end, Vault 36 was an automatic food factory where countless feeding tubes producing flavored, high calorie nutrient paste were available through the underground dwelling and the Vault's inhabitants had no real responsibilities.

This resulted Vault's populace becoming incredibly obese and perpetually bloated. They spent almost all of their time sucking on the many food tubes available to them while playing games that required no physical effort or engaging in increasingly difficult sexual acts with each other. In just less than two decades that the majority of the Vault's dwellers gave up walking in favor mobility scooters or just living a sedentary life sitting in one spot. It wasn't long before they outgrew their clothes, causing most of the populace to live in the nude with only their wide bellies to hide their privates. Their bodies became so uniformly fat and sagging that, to anyone not raised in the Vault, the only notable difference between the genders were that men had more body hair and women traditionally hid their nipples with tape or stickers.

Flatulence became a central part of Vault 36's culture due to them having feeding tubes in their mouths all day and the paste causing unceasing bloating as a side effect. The Vault dwellers even created a rudimentary language using their own farts, being so skilled in the art of breaking wind that they could both convey and understand things like moods and wants through the sounds and pitches of gas passing through their hindquarters.

One day, almost a century and a half after Vault's door was first sealed, the unthinkable happened; The power chip that maintained the vault and the food paste factory was malfunctioning and it would completely break in a matter of months. Unfortunately, all the Vault's inhabitants had been so devoted to their lives of lazy gluttony that whatever engineering skills needed to repair it had been long since been lost. However, the Vault's immobile overseer had heard rumors of various groups and factions being active in the wasteland. The only hope for Vault 36 was to send someone outside to find a replacement chip.

The person chosen by the overseer was a young woman who was lucky enough to be still be able to walk under her own power. She was still over 300 pounds and never seen anyone not morbidly overweight outside of history books. The overseer designed a 4X sized jumpsuit and a pair of underwear designed to muffle the sound and smell of her frequent backend emissions so that she didn't disgust any potential allies she might meet.

This was a plan of desperation to be sure, sending this soft, poor girl into the dangerous open world alone. What was worse is that she could potentially make dangerous marauders or mutants aware of this vault filled with food and helpless, fattened inhabitants. And if even if she succeeded, she might come back so changed that she would disrupt the status quo and start encouraging others to leave the safety of the Vault.

Still, there was no choice. The overseer watch on his computer as the girl approached the vault's opening door, took in her first breath of fresh air and waddled out to begin her adventure.