Thinking about roasting a whole chicken and just eating it myself with my hands...I've got a 3.5 lb one defrosted in the fridge.
You can see how my belly rests on my porky thighs and you can also see that my boobs are finally starting to sprout.
My body is more suited for a bikini now that my tits are filling out. And, I have to admit, I find that super super hot.
A closeup of one of my new boobs. They look so big when I look down at them, but as you can see, a lot of it is soft sideboob that I began developing about nine months ago. My arms have gotten chubbier as well.
I live next door to a McDonald's and I am guessing I will be there within an hour and I'm going to have to decide what I want to get. This fatboy is already gapping the buttons on his summer shirts since the weather has been so warm lately and they streeeeetch across my back and hug the new rolls and sideboob I've grown since last May.
I have an interview tomorrow, so I thought I'd have some fun trying on my suit. I cannot button the coat without it gapping, and that's when standing. My 28-inch thighs stretched the fabric on the pants and one of the legs split, revealing one of my doughboy thighs, when I sat. My belly, of course, rolled over the waistband. My back has porked up do much that I could make the coat split if I wanted to.
Unexpected warm weather means I'm wearing clothes from last summer: shirts that stretch across my back with buttons that gap when I sit down.
This will sound crazy, but certain SOUNDS turn me on. A cork popping is hot to me because it makes me think of popping buttons on a shirt. Creaking turns me on if it's my bed or wood floor responding to how heavy I am.
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