I know that ring is not a wedding ring, but I think it's caused my brain to warp your videos as "my domesticated house-husband sends me stuff while I'm at work" vibe. It makes me irrationally turned on idk—Fatty getting fatter at home, teasing me while I work to pay the bills. 😵💫😵💫😵💫
So hot! 🔥 🔥 🔥
Not gonna lie. Being asked to stay home and get fatter for my fat obsessed provider is a thought that's crossed my mind more than once.
Waking up as a trophy husband and being left a list of foods to eat or food already laid out for me, I have to eat before you come home every day. I'm sending photos to help on stressful work days, letting you know I've outgrown my clothes, and maybe go for that managerial position because this chair is creaking under my increasing weight and will need to be replaced if you keep feeding me like this.
Here... I ate everything you asked, and i had to let my belly out to breathe 🥵 your trophy is growing so much soon it won't fit behind this table. Are you sure you wanna feed me more when you get home?














