Getting fatter by the day

So his hands can look like that

Not want, need. I need it more than anything. It’s all I can think about. I need to become enormously, massively fat.

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It all starts of so casual, we were out and about - you and me, hand pulled noodles and a little restaurant. You could barely squeeze your gut behind the tables in the cramped mom and pop shop. I watched you eat, and noticed the subtle stretch in your upper belly as you wolfed down two XL servings ( you know those are meant for sharing right!). You barely noticed the calories go down, but that was fine by me - I had plans for later.

We got home, you were just a touch winded, struggling to walk just a touch after eating so good. Thats when I began doing what I do best. You sat down on the couch, put your feet up, and here I was in front of you ice cream in tow. You look at me and you know whats about to happen - you are about to eat for me until your buttons burst and all you can do is moan from pain and pleasure of the fullness.

Like an obedient piggy you take hold of the pint of ice cream - i have done the courtesy of melting it a bit for you. You begin to gulp it down, its so sweet, so full of calories you feel it filling up your already taunt gut. In a matter of minutes the pint is gone, and you look at me with expectation. Don't worry, there is more - so much more. I arrive with a sheet cake for you - you saw it in the fridge earlier and thought it was desert for the week. Nope, its for now, all for you piggy and your going to eat it all for me. You rest the sheet cake on your already full gut.

I get on my knees, and begin to lick the underside of your protruding underbelly, that has begun to be visible as your tight button down shirt steadily rides up and strains under the mounting pressure. You take a bite, I lick, you take a bite, I kiss, you take a big bite - and i bite too.