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Wanna sit on top of you straddling your hips, your belly is spread all over my lap. I feed you by hand with your favorite chocolate cake. I hear your moans from fullness and pleasure, but I can feel your boner, you’re getting aroused by your own helplessness and greed. Will you ask me to stop and get into your pants, or will you continue to enjoy the incredible chocolate taste of the cake continuing to be a weak-willed glutton?
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Good boys eat with their fat guts out and don’t stop until I say so.
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Lately Ive been feeling so desperate for a sweet obedient, empty headed feedee. Someone without limits or any thoughts other than completely submitting themselves to their deepest fantasies of pleasure and gluttony.
Imagine a life together, where all your worries melt away like sweet sugar on your tongue, you won't need to focus on anything else other than your inevitable weight gain. Let go of your worries and fill your massive belly with heavy calories, every bite bringing you closer to ecstacy and your dream body. Before long, you won't ever even feel any sort of longing to leave this paradise we've crafted together. Enveloped in a cocoon of bliss and lard, eventually you won't even be able to leave even if you wanted .... 😈
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Soft fat…
Let me indulge in your soft fat like you’ve indulged to get that body. Like a generous scoop of ice cream melting over the waistband of your pants. So much to prod and squeeze. Hands, lips sink into inches of doughy softness. Flabby overhang almost too heavy to lift. Love handles begging to be grabbed, rolls begging to be devoured by a feeder with an appetite for you.
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They should make high calorie weed.