Soft & Awful

slap her tummy really gently right where it’s the most stretched and tight 

jiggle that bottom part of her belly that is always soft no matter how full she is 

run ur fingers slowly down her stretchmarks, watching how she wriggles at how sensitive the skin is 

slide your whole hand right over the curve of her tummy

poke (gently!) to make sure she’s been properly fed to bursting 

reach down for her mound and give it a jiggle 

same with her soft swollen tits, til her nipple’s hard against your hand

hey, fuck it, why not reach up and gently pinch the soft fat starting to hang under her arms? she should know she’s growing wings! 

slap her tummy again for good measure. gently. just so she can hear how fucking full she is. 

last but not least, wipe grease off her lips and stroke her plump double chin. let her suck on your fingers if she still wants something in her mouth. 

call her a greedy lil piglet who’ll grow up to be a big fat sow 

squish, squish, squish. dig your fingers into her softest bits and let her feel how much she’s starting to soften and hang 

more belly slaps, not as gentle now that she’s only a little full from the night before. put some strength into it. make her groan. make some handprints on all her tender skin.

slide your hand under where her belly’s drooping onto the bed so you can feel how heavy it is

stick your thumb in her belly button and pinch her gut with your forefinger and give her a nice jiggle 

kiss up and down the soft sensitive insides of her thickening arms 

kiss her nice plump tits. suck them if you want. she’s a cow after all… 

whisper in her ear how much she ate the night before. how greedy she is. how hungry she is. how she’ll always be hungry, always growing, always wanting more. 

slip ur hand down over the curve of her empty belly, over her mound, until you can feel how wet she is from all the attention 

play with her for a bit and then take ur hand away. no more touching til she finishes breakfast. 

help her to the table, let her take a seat, and start feeding her. 

when she’s newly stuffed, breathless and squirming in her chair, shivering and dazed from being too fucking full, let her waddle back to bed. 

… see above and REPEAT. repeat until all she wants is food and your touch. until the only hard part is walking from bed to the table. until she’s hypnotized by the steady cycle of chewing, swallowing, and sleeping it off. until she’s addicted to the pleasure. until she’s the heavy, sleepy sow you always promised she’d be.