I have bigger tits than my BBW wife.
My wife won’t stop reminding me. She giggles and calls me “Jugs”. She slaps and flops my moobs around. Lifts them up and lets them drop. She knows I like the teasing. She’s always been big chested herself but I passed her when I breached 450 lbs. I’m in the feminine fat stage where all the excess fat on me is emasculating. Big hips, big tits, ass, belly apron. Squishy lard that swings and jiggles snd slaps together.
Out in public it’s humiliating. I waddle and shake like jello. Struggle to get to a seat and then when I sit down my fat spreads me over its edges. I’m always sweating. Out of breath. Panting.
But at home it’s hot as fuck. I lay in bed nude. My tits slop over the sides of my belly. My wife sets a slice of chocolate cake in the valley between my breasts and tells me to eat for her. It’s a massive slice. While I eat she plays with my fat. My belly at first then she goes lower. She pushes up my apron and she digs into my fat pad. I know i’m going to get rewarded The truth is I'm such a glutton now I’d eat the cake even if there was no reward.
