#pudge

sheeee's.....

gon.....

Care to tease for my gains?

I would love to, but I really don't know where to start. There's just so much of you to take in. I could spend a paragraph on every roll, every curve, every bulge, every fresh pound you've packed onto your frame... But, for the sake of time, I'll keep it short in this post.

You're fat. Plain and simple. Skinny guys don't fill the frame of selfies. Thin boys don't stretch shirts thin, leaving a slab of fat for the world to see. Lean dudes don't outgrow their wardrobe every few months. Here's what you have:

A plump paunch spilling over waistbands.

D cup tits that, in all honesty, need a bra.

Chunky sides that curve and fold.

Two chins to match a pair of puffy cheeks.

An "O-line" for a lower abdomen.

I could read all of that from just. two. pictures. I haven't even seen what I assume to be a thick pair of thighs for your matching bubble butt. I haven't even seen your lard shake and quiver, a common occurrence in porkers your size. I haven't even felt your plush pudge in my hands, fondling and kneading you like the Pillsbury Doughboy you've grown into...

WOLF HAS A PUDGE BELLY CONFIRMED