I was such a greedy, gluttonous sow on my vacation, stuffing this big, fat belly day after day. I never felt full, only craving more. Every bite pushed me deeper into this greedy spiral, bloated, breathless, too weak to resist. Do you think it shows?

All this soft, heavy belly just spilling out for you… Do you like how much space it takes up? I can’t stop growing for you.

Every inch of me is overfed and heavy, spreading wide, stuffed full, and soft beyond belief, with rolls spilling over my thighs and a belly draped in thick, greedy folds. Just imagine what it would be like to sink into all of this softness?

You know I love you as you are… but imagine you, twice my size. Soft, heavy, swollen just for me. I want to feel you waddle, hear you breathless, see you grow. I won’t stop until you’re absolutely massive—double me, baby, that’s the goal.

I just can’t help myself when I’m being hand-fed like this… so greedy, so messy, so completely lost in the taste and the attention. I was made for this. Keep feeding me, keep fattening me… I’ll always open wide for more.

I can still pull this big, blubbery belly back enough for us to fuck missionary style.

All this soft, heavy lard stacked up and spilling over just for you. I know you love seeing me like this.

This outfit radiates "well-fed and happy". Don't you agree? Living my best life, thriving on good vibes and even better snacks.