âLook at what youâve done to me. It started with desserts at every meal, then you made me larger and larger portions with every meal. The healthy, lean ingredients slowly vanished, replaced by meats dripping with fat, crispy fried food, and heavy cream soaked carbs. Meal after meal led to inch after inch of soft, bulging flab swelling from my belly, plumping my thighs, thickening the jiggling cheeks of my ass. You plied me with food, kept snacks within reach, and broke my willpower down bite by bite. I protested, I vowed to lose the weight, but the way your fingers slipped past my sweat-sheened rolls and twined their way into my panties, the heat of your breath on my neck, the graze of your teeth, and the teasing twirl of your fingertips making me ache and buck, the perfectly glazed eclair you held to my lips, the pleasure you took in whispering âgive in, pig,â knowing I would, was simply too much. It was too late to go back. It had been for a while, and I was too busy gorging myself to climax to notice. You won, and no matter how much I whine or pout, I cannot escape the reality of what I have become. I am now and forevermore, your fat pig.â
I havenât written any kink stuff in a while, and this is certainly one of the spiciest pics Iâve posted here (I assure you both nipples are covered though lol), so I hope you enjoy! If you want to make me even fatter, you can drop a tip at (ko-fi.com/hecatelund)! It makes an actual difference and I wouldnât have these thick rolls without the help of my lovely feeders over there đ