You've been looking forward to this all damn day. I see it in your eyes, the sheer excitement. You let me stuff you full one time and never looked back. How many pairs of jeans have you outgrown since then? I know I lost count a while ago. I'm more surprised at how quickly you had succumb to your gluttony than anything.
After a while the numbers on the scale became meaningless. All that mattered to you was the delicious, fattening foods I brought and the feeling of my hands caressing your softening belly. It's getting pretty big, and it feels so nice to hold and squish and jiggle while you're eating up every bite like the good little pig you are.
What I can't discern is which you like more. Is it the stuffing? Knowing what I'm doing to you with every bite, or is it the aftercare? Where all you have to do is lie there and let my hands do what they will with your ever-softening belly.
Eventually you feel my hands slide lower and lower until they stop at your fupa. At this point your eyes are closed in anticipation of the sweet release you craved nearly as badly as the meal you were served. Even behind the eyelids I can see the sheer excitement in your eyes....
You've been looking forward to this all. damn. day.
Just lean back and soak it all in. How much I've ruined your body, how much fat and cellulite has covered you. At first it felt wrong, as if something was taboo, but then you realized just how much you love being my lazy, bloated sex pig.
Good piggies get the best treats and you've been the greatest of them all. After all, the decreasing mobility and increasing size of your gut are worth the reward, right? Oh how my not-so-little piggy loves to have her huge belly and fat pussy played with while she has her favorite snacks.
Yes, it's been a long time since you've become my pig. Giving into our desires has only made things better for you. You get fucked and fed until your heart's content, although I must say...if you're gonna keep at this pace my little swine, I'm not sure your heart will ever be content