Oh Hello

Bring me food, then bring me more food. Keep bringing me more and more food until I can’t eat anymore. Then start feeding it to me and rubbing my belly until I REALLY can’t eat anymore. After that, help me out of my recliner, lift my belly and lead me by it to my bed. And then? Do whatever you want to do with me and my engorged body 😏

wake up… in bed.. I grab a snack on a bedside table or whatever, eat it.. you go and get me sugary cereal to wake me up.. I eat it.. you make some greasy full english.. I eat it.. you make some brunch. toasted sandwiches… I eat it… you make some lunchtime pasta.. I eat it… you make me two servings.. I eat another serving… you prepare some afternoon tea… I can’t say no… I eat it… you hand me some snack.. I don’t think about the consequences.. I eat it.. you get delivery for dinner… I eat it… turns out there was two deliveries… I eat it… you bring out a cheesecake for desert… always room for desert… I eat it… All of it… you press my stomach… “not tight enough”… I ask you to stop… but I forgot to drop the safe word… im too immersed… I forget that I have a choice… you bring out the tube.. melted ice cream, whatever powders you decided to put in there, double cream, whatever. You pour it down. I drink it. You tell me to go faster. I moan. I gulp it. You pour more, I’m wet and hard. I gulp it. I feel swollen and abused. You praise me, you worship my belly, you fill me with love. I feel safe, adored, precious. You have me nibble snacks into the night until I drift off

If you are already taking seconds, why not take thirds?!

And bring me another plate while you’re up 😇

Yes you're going to get fatter, much fatter. Don't worry I'm not going to do anything you won't like. I'm just going to cook for you and take care of you. I will just cook so well you won't be able to stop from asking for seconds and thirds. I will be so happy everytime you finish dinner with you pants undone I will go down on you before bringing dessert. When we need to get you new clothes I will be so full of pride, I took such good care of you, your clothes can no longer contain you. So let yourself go. Let me spoil you. Let the number on the scale grow and grow, they'll never stop once you give in. You will never feel hungry or unloved again as long as your with me. Doesn't it sound nice?