Soft Puppy

it can be so delicate and decadent and personal

but it can also be forceful and lustful and demeaning

Either way it's incredibly sensual, licking crumbs or cream off of their fingers, having your mouth toyed with a little, making sweet eyes to show them that you want more

They step away to the kitchen, perfectly aligned in your view, and lay out all the ingredients they're going to put into the shake that will soon be resting heavily in your belly, turning you into a big balloon of calories

Chocolate ice cream, heavy cream, peanut butter, chocolate milk. They move it all over to the blender, just out of your vision, so that you can't quite see the amounts of any one ingredient before they're all blended together into smooth creamy, fatty heaven to slide down your throat

The blender stops buzzing and your shake is brought over to you, a hand teasing over your belly before the jug is lifted to your greedy lips. You part them, you let the chocolatey bliss coat your tongue and you swallow. And swallow and swallow and swallow

It stretches you so good, so full, so big and fat and laden with empty calories. You whine, whimper and moan, feeling beyond full as you get teased and poked at more, your feeder determining you still have room so you must finish it all

And in time, you do