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My wife told me that the idea of me getting too big to leave the bed without her help turns her on more than anything else. This past year she’s been feeding me like it. I consume a daily intake enough for three people. Chug down an ice cream shake every night. My tits have gotten so big they wrap around to my back fat. My belly apron feels so heavy when I waddle. I spend most of the day in bed. A stay at home pig husband.

I haven’t been anywhere in months. I no longer have a wardrobe that fits me. My upper arm fat is starting to fold over my elbows. My wife pinches and jiggles it as she hand feeds me cookies, cake, donuts, whatever we have.

I’m not capable of penetrative sex anymore. I can’t fuck her. Too much of my cock is submerged in fat pad. “I want it completely buried,” my wife said the other day. “I want you stuck in bed eating for me. So loyal you eat yourself to the point your dick is buried.”

Oh my goodness! You've gotten so big since the last time I saw you! I mean, just look at you. Your belly is stretching out your shirt, your thighs are rubbing together, and your chin is practically buried in your neck rolls. How could you let yourself go this badly?

You're just so fat now. Don't you care that everyone thinks you look like a massive fucking slob now? I bet your arms can't even reach around your fat, bloated belly anymore. Your shirt is obviously 2 sizes too small, especially with that fat belly hanging past it. When was the last time you could even see your feet?! Do you even know how big you've become? I mean, it's almost incredible that you've managed to gain this much weight.

what a year did to me

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