but the truth is i’m not really concerned at all. i know exactly how gluttonous i’ve conditioned the poor little thing to be. i know she will moan and open wide for her next bite whenever i grope her lard or call her a pig. it’s not an accident that hedonism and the thought of being buried in fat are virtually inseparable from pleasure in her silly little hogbrain. it isn’t a coincidence that i only ever make her cum when she’s so glutted with junk food she can barely breathe.

Brain off. Mouth full. Belly stretch. Chew, swallow, obey, eat more. Shirt tight, pants tear, eat more. Waddle, pant, moan, eat more.

Dumb piggy getting fat everywhere. Fat toes. Fat fingers. Fat tummy. Fat face. Jaw sinks in blubber when piggy chew. Skin itch when piggy grow.

Dumb piggy doesn’t think, only listens. When goddess says “eat” piggy eats. When goddess says “more” piggy grows. Good piggy. Fat piggy. More piggy.