Filling someone up to the brim is pure love by the way
Like, if you have them sat down at the table (or more preferably, in bed), and you have made them a big meal- that’s love
Stuffing them slowly, gently. Taking your time to feed them yourself when they inevitably become too full to move their hands to their mouth. Rubbing their tummy is a sign of affection, yes, but it’s also a sign of adoration.
You have to bloat them, plump their belly till it’s at the max, and then care for them. You worship their belly because it’s the most precious thing in the world, and you kiss their cheeks, wiping the crumbs away with your fingers to make room for more.
You love them, and in doing so you will make them fatter.
Fatter and fatter and fatter.
Fatter because you care, fatter because you need them, fatter because you love them.
Your love is a table of goods, a plethora of snacks, only the best most delicious meals to satisfy your lover/s.
Your love is to wrap someone in layers of soft, plush fat. Showing the world, you and especially them, how much you adore them.
