Can you feel how fat you are right now?
The weight of your stomach as it sits on your lap, pressing itself onto you like a boulder. A giant fleshy orb that shakes and jiggles, growing and stretching you out because you can't stop stuffing your face like a horny slut.
Your arms are heavy too; raising them up requires effort, thanks to their size and bulk. Even your fingers are getting fatter. You have to be pretty fucking fat that even your appendages gain weight, you know. Your body just doesn't know where to store all the fat you're piling on.
Even getting up or repositioning yourself is hard. Your huge legs and fat waist fight against you with your bulging gut when you try to do anything. I bet shifting your belly or moving your legs is difficult. Have you tried bending over? Can you?
And you're so out of shape, catching yourself breathing heavy even when doing practically nothing. I bet even folding laundry makes you tired, you fat piggy. A trip to the fridge and you're huffing and puffing from having to haul your fat body around, even if it's a few steps.
Keep going, it's so hot to see you like this. I want you fatter, more pathetic, and out of shape.