Encouragement? I’m sorry… you’re telling me your fat ass needs encouragement? To gorge yourself? You?
Sir please… do you not see the massive gut that hangs off your body? Covering your belt that’s already on its last notch? Honey…
The last thing you need to is to gorge yourself further. Look at how fucking fat you’re getting. Jesus…
Well, how about this. Because you fucking asked for it. Get in your bed and I’ll come join you with all of your favorite foods, I’ll even let you pick. But with plenty of weight gainer shakes as well.
I’ll handcuff you to the bed posts and sit on your lap. Look at you, big strong man with such gorgeous muscles… but look at that massive fucking belly you did to yourself… You won’t be going anywhere.
I’ll stuff your face bite after bite until your massive gut rides your shirt up more and more and you’re begging for mercy. Feeling like you can’t take another bite. And I’ll smile. It’s cute to watch you beg for mercy when this is only the beginning.
When you’re done with your food, I’ll make sure you drink every last drop of each weight gainer shake. 1000 calories each. I’ll make sure I’m topping you off with no less than 10,000 calories in one sitting.
And when you’re finally done, aching and moaning, belly so dense with calories you can’t even move, I’ll give you some well-deserved belly rubs, still sitting in your lap, still cuffed to the bed.
And then I’ll go ahead and make you all mine for however long I please. This is what happens to good boys like you who want to gorge themselves.
And I’ll do it all again, night after night until even your “fat” clothes stop fitting you. I’ll be sure that your scale goes up every single day. Day after day.
This was the message that made my work pants feel tight Monday morning. Thank you 🥵
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