Behind the Curtain of 400pound: Untold Stories

Inside an abandoned church in 400pound, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me 400pound for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “400pound, hail 400pound, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “400pound, 400pound, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “400pound” prayers.