go on, treat yourself! you’ve been having a rough week, allow yourself to have this one treat!! what, you don’t want to get too soft around the middle? oh darling, don’t worry about that, going up in a clothing size or two won’t do any harm. come on, take a bite of that sweet, sugary bliss
oh, looks like you’re starting to get hungrier! those monthly “treat yourself” binges have turned weekly now, but i don’t mind. in fact, i love that your appetite is growing along with your size. you’ve got a little paunch of a belly now, and your arms and thighs have become plush and jiggly. and your chubby cheeks are perfect for covering in kisses. of course you can have a third helping! please, eat as much as you’d like
you have a whole new wardrobe now. your last shirt finally could no longer fit around your growing gut. but don’t worry, we can always accommodate your rising weight. oops, looks like you dropped some food on your shirt! here, let me get the wash going. it’s fine, it’s just us, you can sit around with your shirt off. i rather like the show anyway! yes, keep eating, we ordered plenty of takeout to have leftovers tomorrow. oh, you already finished everything? no matter, we can just order more. now sit back, relax, and fondle that big belly of yours, i’ll be right back to join you
looks like walking around the house really has become a chore for you! you waddle and huff as you move from the bed to the kitchen to the couch, where you hunker down for the day, surrounded by food wrappers and plates. no no, don’t get up, i’ll grab you that bag of chips you wanted. you grow out of your clothes incredibly quickly nowadays, hm? look! this shirt you just bought a month ago already shows off your lower belly quite nicely! your massive behind keeps the couch creaking and groaning beneath you every time you shift in your seat, but rather than worry it just makes us both blush. you’ve even gotten me growing soft and plush alongside you! we can’t help ourselves, we stuff ourselves nearly every day, then fondle each other and give belly rubs while we whine and moan about how full we are
you could barely get out of bed today. you tossed and turned while i watched you from the doorway, struggling to get enough momentum to even sit upright. once you finally got there, you were red in the face and huffing and puffing. don’t worry, you stay in bed today, i’ll bring you breakfast. i waddle to the kitchen, my sweatpants clinging tight to my widening hips, and return with a platter stacked high with your favorite breakfast foods, as well as mine, and we promptly feed each other and gorge ourselves. even when i’m nearly full to bursting, your stomach still growls. after a little while, i get back up and waddle again to the kitchen, and return with an equally full platter. and for the second time that morning we gorge again. we can both barely move, stuffed to the brim, both bellies round and firm, though yours hides under far more plush fat. for our two lunches and heaping dinner, i waddle to the front door and back each time we get our orders, taking breaks after each massive meal to rub both of our massively packed bellies
it’s so hot watching you struggle to walk from room to room these days. you need help just getting to your feet, which you haven’t been able to see in months due to your massive gut getting in the way. watching you waddle around is mesmerizing, all that fat swaying and jiggling with each step you take. hardly any shirt can fit you, so you walk around in just your massive sweatpants, which are even beginning to get tight, and let your stomach hang out. i’m not far behind you, my own belly and thighs catching up to yours as we eat and eat at nearly all hours of the day. all the local deliveries know us by name, and some even bring extra food for no charge. perhaps they’re just as mesmerized as i am by your ever growing frame. it seems like every day you visibly get larger, always hungry and stuffing your face with rich, filling food. i know you love it, i can see it in your eyes when you get a fresh platter. you start shoveling it down and rub your stomach, your ass, your thighs, your chest with your other hand, as if you can feel yourself growing with each bite you take. if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you were
go on, take another bite, treat yourself
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