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You wake up next to me the day after Christmas. My hands already on that gut. It’s still so swollen from the day before, Your fresh stretch marks burning red. I look at you in the eyes and I see that even though you’re still in pain, all you want to do is get more in that belly.

I order you multiple meals and more. While we wait I rub your belly, kiss it all over and leave hickeys all over. I go down and lift that gut so I can taste you. I love the feeling of your fupa pressed against my forehead as I stick my tongue in you. Even before the food has arrived you came multiple times.

When the food arrives I see you squirm with excitement. Your belly shakes and jiggles as you sit up ready to eat. I get back upstairs with the food and you’re already wet with anticipation. I start to feed you with one hand the other hand on your belly rubbing it.

After multiple sodas you’ve become a gassy burping pig. You can tell how much it turns me on so you try to do it more and more to please me.

Half way through you begin to slow down. Your gut is stretching beyond its limits. I get you to sit on top of me and lean back so I can play with your pussy to encourage you you. Your moans making me more and more erect. Making more desperate to stuff you with my cock.

I make sure that you keep on eating. Every mouth full makes you closer and closer to immobility. You struggle more and more. I make sure every bite gets finished. I pinch that double chin to remind you what a pig you’ve become.

Afterwards, you lay there too stuffed to move. Fucking you would hurt too much but that doesn’t stop me. I spread your legs and try to jiggle that belly but it’s too tight. I slip in and with every thrust you moan louder and louder. You scream how much it hurts. I know how much you love it though.

You get so close to cumming but I won’t let you. You were a good girl for eating everything but I want you to think about everything more you could’ve eaten. You beg me to cum but every time I stop you. You moan and beg. You need me to let you release. When you try to do it yourself I grab your arms and pin them to the bed so only I can make you cum. Finally I let you finish as I cum inside you.

You lie there, out of breath and grunting. My liquid dripping out your pussy. I sit there and kiss you. I bury my head in your neck and kiss it. I whisper in your ear how good of a girl you were, I gently rub your belly and I tell you that you deserved to cum. Well done piggy. You did such a good job.

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“Merry Christmas”. It definitely will be merry once you’re a stuffed blob. God what have you done to yourself? You can’t blame me. I just gave you the food. You stuffed your gut with it. What do you want me to do? Stop you? Maybe you should learn self control. Maybe you should think before you pick up that next donut?

Or maybe you should shove it in, along with the next and the next. Let’s be honest you lost self control long ago. You wouldn’t be this huge if you had any. The fact your gut sits perfectly between your thighs when you spread your legs is evidence enough. You’re too far gone. You’re an obese hog who can’t do anything but eat and cum. You’re helpless.

I should stop you but I can’t help but stare in awe as you shovel more down your throat after thinking you had finished. That could never be me. I keep my body in shape while you keep yours in the shape of a ball. I’m at the gym constantly while you constantly have ice cream filling your gut. We couldn’t be more different. At least when it comes to health. We both love your growing belly. Although I’m not even sure if you love it or if you just don’t know anything else.

Since you gained so much you seemed to have gotten dumber, all you think about is food and the need to release. I try to have conversations with you but you soon turn it into your swelling belly, your growing tits and tree trunk thighs. What happened? When I met you you were small and fit. Your discipline has gone and any ambition you had is replaced by the constant demand to cum and stuff.

I won’t lie. I love it. I’m just as addicted. Seeing your belly move as your body tenses from orgasm drives me crazy. Seeing your body get covered in stretch marks makes me feral. You drive me crazy. I come home everyday excited to see the new mess of fat and sexual desire you are. I come home and measure you everyday and it makes me so proud to see you’ve grown another inch. I’m just as addicted. This is what love is and I’m just helping you grow so you have more for me to love

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The idea of you stuffing your face as I go to the gym and get fitter is so hot. I don’t want a moment when you’re not thinking about the difference between us. When I get back I want to feel your soft, fat body pressed up against my muscular body. I want to look you in the eyes as I push more food down your throat and compare how you’re so addicted to eating fatty, greasy food and being a lazy slob to how I’m always working out and eating healthily.

I want to see you grow fatter and fatter until you become a bottomless pit. I want you to be stuck on the bed with a funnel constantly feeding you melted ice cream. You’ll out grow all your clothes to the point where you’re just a fat naked blob eating and cumming.

You’d grow so much that the vibrator I gave you to help you cum while I’m out is lost under your fat, constantly stimulating your throbbing clit. Constantly pleasuring you.

I train constantly so that I can keep up with your growing belly. I need to be able to lift it. After all, you do weigh half a ton now. I want to come home every night to you out of breath from how full you are and moaning from the constant stimulation. I want the idea of me coming in with more food to make you so excited. You’re my helpless obese pig now.

By this point I’d just have to fuck your rolls and belly button. It’s become impossible to get to your pussy and even if I could your fupa would be too huge to get past. That’s your life now. Eating,cumming and being fucked. My helpless, food addicted, obese fuck toy. Even if you wanted to you couldn’t stop

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Stretch marks are so sexy. Just think, you’ve been gaining weight so fast, becoming such a fat pig so quickly that your body can’t keep up with it. Your skin is literally tearing from how morbidly obese you’re getting. They should be celebrated. I’d kiss every stretch mark and trace them with my tongue. I’d leave hickeys on them so everyone can see how much I love them

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I need this in my life

Let me take you to all the drive thrus and feed you so much that you can't get out of the car? 👉👈🥺

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In a perfect world you’re my fuck toy who I can make as huge as I want. Feeding you and fucking you are the only two things that would matter to me. I’d have you tied to a bed with a funnel constantly feeding you melted ice cream and your legs open for me to fuck.

I’d make you so obscenely huge that I’d have to reinforce the bed. You’d get out of breath simply turning over. I’d make you stand on all fours like a good prize winning hog in front of a mirror and show you just how incredible obese you’ve become. Your gut would be resting on the floor from how fat you’ve become.

I’d hang up pictures of you from when you were thin and tease you and degrade you for what a fat ass you’ve become. I’d make you try to wear old clothes and see how they stretch and rip over your huge body.

While you’re there on all fours i’d spank you and play with your huge fat pussy. I’d make you drip just from how much I’d tease you. I’ll make you moan as 2 fingers turn to 3 and 3 become 4. You’ll squeal like the gluttonous piggy you are but you’ll love it. You’ve completely given in. You’re my dumb fuck toy, made to be fucked and fed. It’s all you want the pain and pleasure of being so full and pounded.

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Just imagine a life where all you do is eat and cum. Being a huge fat pig taking up the whole bed. You’d be so fat that I don’t even need to tie you down to force feed you. You would just always be naked as you kept growing out of your clothes.

When you finally get up to see how big you’ve gotten, you get out of breath from walking a few steps. You step on the scales and it tells you that you’re too heavy. I’d have to get you a livestock scale so that we can see how obese you’ve gotten.

I would tease you for how obese you’ve become. About how every step is a monumental effort, and how much your body jiggles when you do so.

I’d lay you back down on the bed and attempt to fill up that bottomless pit you call a belly. I’d have to make multiple orders from multiple food chains just to come close to it. Every stuffing would end with gallons of melted ice cream going down your throat.

Then once you’re done you can lift that huge, bulging gut for me so that I can eat you out. While I’m down there letting my tongue play with your clit, you can let it drop so I can feel how heavy it is and how heavy I’ve made you

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If I get home from work and I don’t see you on the sofa, stuffed with your gut hanging out, grunting and burping then I’d have to punish you.

I’d take off all your clothes and show you in a mirror all your rolls, fat and stretch marks. I’ll jiggle your gut in front of you while I tell you what a fat, greedy pig you’ve let yourself become. I’d tell you that if you want to look like a hog then you’ve got to act like one and eat like one.

I’d order whatever food you wanted and more. Lay you down on the bed and spank you and tease you while we wait for it to arrive. I’d tease your pussy with the tip of my dick just to make you so wet that it starts dripping.

When the food finally arrives I’ll make you sit on my lap as I feed you by hand, telling you with each bite how out of control your piggy ways have gotten. I want to feel and see that belly swell.

At first it doesn’t seem like a punishment, having me feed you whilst I gently finger you and rub your clit, it may even seem like a treat, but as your gut gets tighter and tighter and your breath gets heavier and more laboured you’ll realise what kind of punishment this is.

You’d start to beg me to stop but I remind you of what I said earlier. I want to see the desperation in your eyes as more food is shovelled in. The pain as your gut stretches becoming more and more obvious and unbearable but you can’t stop. It’s not just that I won’t let you stop, it’s also because you’re desperate to be an obese pig. You’re desperate to become my prized piggy that I’ll show off.

Once all the food is finished off I’ll move you so you’re on all fours like a real pig and start fucking you. You’ll moan and squeal from the combination of the pain of your stuffed gut and pleasure from your filled out pussy. I’ll tell you to look into the mirror to see what a gluttonous piggy you’ve become. I won’t finish until you’ve cummed multiple times for me and just to finish off I’ll make you swallow my cum as the last part of your stuffing.

The next morning you’ll wake up still full and in pain but so proud of the hog you’ve become. You can see new stretch marks forming from how stuffed you got and hickeys from where I left them to claim you. Later that day we’d go out to the beach and I’d make you wear the most revealing bikini you have so that everyone can see what you’ve become and how much I love it.

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Just imagine how ready for me you’ll be after I’ve had you tied to the bed with a funnel in your mouth and a vibrator stimulating your clit. You’d be a soaking fat mess begging for me to fuck you. You can stare at my hard, throbbing cock while I pour more melted ice cream down your throat. Maybe in between jugs I’ll let you suck it. Maybe I’ll put some cream on it and you can lick it clean like a good obedient pig.

After you’ve taken as much as you can, I’ll take the vibrator away, leave your there moaning and begging. I’ll let my rock solid dick rub against your now round, swollen gut. By this point it would barely jiggle you’d be so full. I’d gently brush my cock on your clit before slipping the tip in. I’d grab your gut as you do it and make you moan from the pain of your engorged gut. I’d make you cum over and over. Probably having to tighten the straps around your legs so you can’t close them when you get too sensitive. You’re going to feel it all piggy. My burping, moaning, screaming obese hog helpless to do anything but cum and squeal like the pig you are.

I’ll make you finish me off in your mouth because you’re such a greedy pig. Even though your belly is in pain from how stuffed you are, you still want my cum in that fat gut. Once you’ve swallowed every drop and licked it clean, I’ll untie you. I’ll pull you close and rub your belly. Kiss it and look after my perfect prize pig

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I’m not going to mix my words, I want you to get out of breath walking, I want you to pop the buttons on your shirts and pants, I want your rolls to be obvious, I want your gut to show from the bottom of your shirts.

Trust me, I will show you off every chance I get. We could be getting ready to go out and I’ll make you wear clothes that are way to small for you. We can go to the beach and everyone can see your huge gut hanging out with stretch marks and hickeys on it so everyone knows that I love how fat you are.

People who are embarrassed of being with a big girl don’t deserve them. I will flaunt you every chance I get. I want everyone to know that I love how obese you’ve gotten. Public stuffings, Belly rubs out in public, people will think you’re pregnant but you’re not. You’re just my growing piggy patiently waiting to get home and stuff more and be made to cum over and over for being such and obedient hog

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If I’m going to make you into a huge, gluttonous pig who’s only life goal is to get bigger for me, then when you ride me put all your weight down on top of me. Don’t try to lessen the load. I made you this fat because I want to feel how big you are.

It also means I can see you get out of breathe like a lazy cow. I want to hear you panting and see you sweat within the first few seconds. I want you to beg me to let you stop because your obese body can’t take anymore.

Then I could be gracious enough to let you get on all fours like the pig you are but I wouldn’t let you feel me inside you just yet. After all, I’ve got to teach you a lesson for being so lethargic.

I don’t care if you’re already stuffed, I’m going to get a cake for you to shove your face into as I begin to tease you and gently play with your throbbing clit. I want to make you beg for me whilst you shove more cake in your face and when I finally decide you deserve it, I’ll start to fuck you hard. I want to hear you scream and moan as your overfilled stomach feels like it’s going to pop. Tell me how much it hurts but that you love it. A beautiful mixture of pain and pleasure for a fat greedy hog who needs to be taught a lesson

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Quite frankly I don’t think you’re fat enough. I want you huge, swollen. I want to have to buy you new clothes constantly because your fat gut keeps tearing through them. I want you to grow so fast you’re covered in stretch marks because your body couldn’t keep up.

Every night I want you groaning and burping like the fat pig that you are after having chugged a pint of ice cream. I want you to tell me that you’re too full so I can ignore it and keep feeding you and you’ll just eat because that’s all you know.

You wake up to be stuffed and you fall asleep every night knowing that you’ll be so full just after you wake up. The only time that belly is empty is just before I fill it in the morning.

I want you to struggle with the new found weight. Your belly will know things over, your hips getting stuck. Taking up two seats on a bus or airplane.

That fat will be spilling over and you can’t do anything about because you know that you’re just a fat greedy pig who can’t say no and I own you

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Quick one today: I would just love to be eating out a girl and have her soft fat gut resting on my head 😍

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I can tell you what a man wants for Christmas. He wants a fat, greedy, submissive pig to stuff and play with.

He wants to grab her fat guy and tell her how much she’s let herself go, how she’s just a helpless obese hog who can’t help but eat more and more.

He wants to tie her down and tease her, grab her rolls as she struggles and whisper in her ear everything he’s going to do to her.

He wants to feel her get soaking wet as she realises she can’t do anything but eat and let him have his way.

He wants to get her so close to climax every time she fits more into her swollen gut and only lets her finish when he thinks she’s earned it.

I am him

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Me praying that a fat girl comes into my life.

Need someone who’s belly I can rub and kiss and play with. Someone who can sit on my lap as I grab rolls of fat and tease. I want someone who I know is going to be stuffing themselves silly as I go to the gym and workout hard so that I’m stronger to lift them up

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Date night idea: I tie you to the bed and feed you till your belly is budging and you’re begging me to stop.

Or maybe you could lie down and funnel feed yourself as I go down on you?

I dunno. It’s up to you.

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All a man wants is a girl who lets him stuff her to the brim and rub her swollen gut. Someone he can cherish and worship. That’s just a fact of life