May you never again get attached to anyone who isn’t for you. May you find a love who makes you laugh, never lets the flirting phase end, and gives you unquestionable loyalty. You deserve a love that calms your heart, mind, and nervous system — a love that never hurts you.
I never used to think obesity was a “disease”, that was until I realized what I had done to you….
When you first met me, you weren’t near the fat hog you are now. You didn’t have any of that massive, jiggly and overfed belly.. Hell all of you looks overfed and massive now, your belly is just the biggest part of you. Every part of you is so much fatter now, your arms are so much heavier to lift all the little snacks into your mouth, your tits just adding all that weight to your chest and back ontop of all that belly lard you carry around now. And your fat tree trunk legs that have had to gain muscle just to keep up with carrying your fatass around all day when you walk, or when I help you up to walk around that is….
You never expected to be like this, never in your wildest dreams did you think I would make you this obese, doubling, tripling your starting weight we met at. You agreed to gain a little bit of weight and thought the fetish was cute, but that slowly snowballed into you being my good fat cow. That’s all you’re good for now baby, is being my fat cow that just eats and grows for me.
You admitted it yourself, you can’t stop if you tried. You know you’re too far gone, you know you’ve lost all self control. And you know i’m not going to let you stop, I’m not going to stop making you so much fatter bigger, and more helpless to stop. You love all the snacks, meals, and shakes I help stuff and funnel you with in bed with all your favorite shows and games on all day. You couldn’t fathom getting a real job, not being a mindlessly stuffed pig all day, and having to be a real person with responsibilities that aren’t asking for more food or help stuffing your fat greedy self because you’ve gotten too lazy and fat.
I never expected to turn you into this, this mountain of gluttony, a pure growing pig filled with lard that has replaced all trace of self control and ability to hold back. You know just how much I love it by how much I fuck you everyday, im sure that’s been more motivation too, the bigger you’ve gotten the more we’ve had sex, and the better it’s gotten too piggy…. i don’t think we’re gonna be done stuffing you fatter anytime soon. I know you struggle everyday with your menial tasks and meals, you know how hot that is to me and how much more I want to see you struggle and beg me to keep piling pounds on your once tiny body, my fatass piggy.