Chapter 3

I get fatter and fatter under daddy’s loving care. He pampers me with sweets and treats, rubbing my soft tummy and squeezing my bloated love handles while I happily stuff myself with greasy, fatty foods. I’m getting enormous. It takes so much energy just to haul my massive body off the couch. My gut hangs low, spreading my plump thighs apart. My enormous piggy udders sway slowly when I move, a wide laborious waddle that takes my breath away. I pant and oink, beet red with sweat dripping into my flabby cleavage. Daddy sees me struggling to get my flabby body off the couch and laughs, watching me wheeze and snort. “Poor piggy, too fat and round to get off the couch.” He slaps the side of my gut, making me squeal. He gently rubs my nipples and squeezes my gut. I oink over and over and over again, so eager to please him.

I snort and jiggle my belly for him. “Oh, is piggy horny? Let’s see you get down on your hands and knees for me, baby” I struggle to see over my bloated gut and ease myself to the floor, gasping and whining. I plop down, my entire body wobbling and struggle to my hands and knees. My piggy udders hang so low, my hard nipples aching to be fondled. My hog gut hangs so low, the thick bottom roll of pudge wobbling when I breathe. Daddy gets behind me and squeezes my round belly and I squeal, oinking excitedly. “I love when my chubby little pig slut begs for it. Shake that belly blubber for me, baby.” I shake my gut and oink, bucking my flabby hips and he slaps my wide ass. He fingers my belly button and I groan and squeal like a hog. I wiggle my ass for him and he pulls my enormous ass cheeks apart and inserts himself into my pussy. I groan and lean on my puffy forearms, my gut and udders dragging across the cold floor. Daddy fucks me hard, picking up my jiggling paunch with his hands. “Oink for daddy, little pig. Now. As loud as you can.” He fucks me so hard, everything jiggles, jiggles jiggles. “Squeeee! Squeee!!!” I gasp out, oinking over and over and over.