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Je me suis mangée jusqu'à devenir une masse informe. Une salope à bide gloutonne qui s'essouffle en se dandinant jusqu'au frigo. Les cuisses ne sont pas censées trembler comme ça. Elles ne sont pas censées avoir la taille d'un gros, mais voilà. Mon corps est devenu si énorme et lourd que je dois me balancer pour me mettre debout. Ces choses devraient être d'énormes signaux d'alarme pour moi; au lieu de cela, elles me rendent trempée et me donnent envie de plus. Ma lingerie peut à peine contenir mon corps gorgé de lard. Dans cette vidéo, le fermoir en métal de mon soutien-gorge casse, comme pour illustrer le point.

Je me suis empiffrée jusqu'à devenir un blob informe. Une salope à ventre avide qui s'essouffle en se dandinant jusqu'au frigo. Les cuisses ne sont pas censées trembloter comme ça. Elles ne sont pas censées avoir la taille d'un gros, mais voilà. Mon corps est devenu si énorme et lourd que je dois me balancer pour me mettre debout. Ces choses devraient être d'énormes signaux d'alarme pour moi; au lieu de cela, elles me rendent trempée et envie de plus. Ma lingerie peut à peine contenir mon corps gorgé de lard. Dans cette vidéo, le fermoir en métal de mon soutien-gorge casse, comme pour illustrer le point.

Watch as my feeder rails his greedy, gluttonous sow from behind. Each thrust sets my soft, saggy, shapeless body jiggling. My saggy belly, heavy hanging tits, and big, blubbery butt bounce hard as I get fucked deep from behind, all of it wobbling like jelly while he fucks and punishes my piggy pussy hard. Listen as his thrusts make my fat rolls slap together, creating that unique sound that only fucking the truly obese can produce. He reminds me that I am a useless pig, only good for feeding, fattening, and fucking.

Tu m'as transformée en une truie gourmande et gloutonne, une salope de ventre qui se gave et n'est jamais rassasiée. Plus je deviens grosse, moins j'ai envie de bouger. Je suis parfaitement contente de dégénérer en ton blob impuissant, puant et baveux. Écrasée par l'épuisement de mon propre poids, je ne suis prête qu'à me traîner sous la douche une fois par semaine—si même ça. Je me fiche de ma propreté ; tout ce qui m'importe, c'est de me bourrer jusqu'à en être stupide.

Tu m'as transformée en une truie gourmande et gloutonne, une salope au ventre gavé qui n'est jamais rassasiée. Plus je deviens grosse, moins j'ai envie de bouger. Je suis parfaitement contente de dégénérer en ton blob impuissant, puant et dégoûtant. Écrasée par l'épuisement de mon propre poids, je ne suis prête à me traîner sous la douche qu'une fois par semaine—si même ça. Je me fiche de ma propreté ; tout ce qui m'importe c'est de me gaver jusqu'à en être stupide.

Look at how big and powerful I’ve gotten for you. These huge, thick arms didn’t happen by accident. I put in all that work and dedication just to make them bigger, stronger, and sexier for you to admire. I know how much you adore them—the size, the power, the way they flex and swell when I pose for you. So tell me, Sugar, what’s your favorite way to see me show them off? Or does it even matter, as long as you get to stare at these big, powerful arms until you're rock hard?

Look at how big and powerful I’ve gotten for you. These huge, thick arms didn’t happen by accident. I put in all that work and dedication just to make them bigger, stronger, and sexier for you to admire. I know how much you adore them—the size, the power, the way they flex and swell when I pose for you. So tell me, Sugar, what’s your favorite way to see me show them off? Or does it even matter, as long as you get to stare at these big, powerful arms until you're rock hard?

I cannot believe what you have done to me. I’ve ballooned into a big, fat blob. These fat rolls keep growing thicker, completely obscuring my tiny bellybutton. All of this lard is oozing out of my too-tight panties. There’s just so much of me now; I’m engulfed in soft, jiggly, supple blubber. I’ve become enthralled by the feedee lifestyle, turning into a greedy gut-slut who can’t stop eating. I’ve evolved into a living lard storage tank that refuses to stop filling. Let me show you what nonstop eating has done to me.

Gaze upon your Goddess; these arms are pure perfection: thick, soft, sagging sacks of lard, so heavy they pull my shoulders down. They've become so engorged with lard that they ripple and fold at the slightest movement. Every simple gesture has become a slow, deliberate struggle. I know exactly what I do to you with every indulgent jiggle. Watch the fat settle and spread as I move. This body is built for excess, and I wear every pound like a crown. On your knees, and worship your Queen.

I cannot believe what you have done to me. I’ve ballooned into a big, fat blob. These fat rolls keep growing thicker, completely obscuring my tiny bellybutton. All of this lard is oozing out of my too-tight panties. There’s just so much of me now; I’m engulfed in soft, jiggly, supple blubber. I’ve become enthralled by the feedee lifestyle, turning into a greedy gut-slut who can’t stop eating. I’ve evolved into a living lard storage tank that refuses to stop filling. Let me show you what nonstop eating has done to me.

I cannot believe what you have done to me. I’ve ballooned into a big, fat blob. These fat rolls keep growing thicker, completely obscuring my tiny bellybutton. All of this lard is oozing out of my too-tight panties. There’s just so much of me now; I’m engulfed in soft, jiggly, supple blubber. I’ve become enthralled by the feedee lifestyle, turning into a greedy gut-slut who can’t stop eating. I’ve evolved into a living lard storage tank that refuses to stop filling. Let me show you what nonstop eating has done to me.

I cannot believe what you have done to me. I’ve ballooned into a big, fat blob. These fat rolls keep growing thicker, completely obscuring my tiny bellybutton. All of this lard is oozing out of my too-tight panties. There’s just so much of me now; I’m engulfed in soft, jiggly, supple blubber. I’ve become enthralled by the feedee lifestyle, turning into a greedy gut-slut who can’t stop eating. I’ve evolved into a living lard storage tank that refuses to stop filling. Let me show you what nonstop eating has done to me.

Tell me, piglet, have you ever bought something you thought would fit, only to get home and discover it doesn’t? If so, what size did you buy when it happened? Were you shocked when your hog body wouldn’t fit into it—standing there overflowing the seams as you realized there was just too much of you to squeeze inside whatever you’d bought, the reality of your greedy, gluttonous ways staring back at you in the mirror while you desperately tried to button the buttons or zip up the zipper

Tell me, piglet, have you ever bought something you thought would fit, only to get home and discover it doesn’t? If so, what size did you buy when it happened? Were you shocked when your hog body wouldn’t fit into it—standing there overflowing the seams as you realized there was just too much of you to squeeze inside whatever you’d bought, the reality of your greedy, gluttonous ways staring back at you in the mirror while you desperately tried to button the buttons or zip up the zipper

Tell me, piglet, have you ever bought something you thought would fit, only to get home and discover it doesn’t? If so, what size did you buy when it happened? Were you shocked when your hog body wouldn’t fit into it—standing there overflowing the seams as you realized there was just too much of you to squeeze inside whatever you’d bought, the reality of your greedy, gluttonous ways staring back at you in the mirror while you desperately tried to button the buttons or zip up the zipper

Tell me, piglet, have you ever bought something you thought would fit, only to get home and discover it doesn’t? If so, what size did you buy when it happened? Were you shocked when your hog body wouldn’t fit into it—standing there overflowing the seams as you realized there was just too much of you to squeeze inside whatever you’d bought, the reality of your greedy, gluttonous ways staring back at you in the mirror while you desperately tried to button the buttons or zip up the zipper

Je n'arrive pas à croire à quel point je suis devenue complètement hors de forme. Je pouvais autrefois monter les escaliers et me promener dans les centres commerciaux ; maintenant j'ai besoin d'une canne pour me déplacer dans ma maison parce que je me suis gavée au point de devenir un gros tas de graisse. Je suis essoufflée rien qu'en marchant jusqu'au réfrigérateur, sans parler de quand j'essaie désespérément de faire jouir cette grosse chatte. J'étais curieuse, à quoi ressemble le son de mon cœur pendant que je travaille frénétiquement un gode en va-et-vient dans ma chatte trempée ?

Je n'arrive pas à croire à quel point je suis devenue complètement hors de forme. Je pouvais autrefois monter des escaliers et me promener dans les centres commerciaux ; maintenant j'ai besoin d'une canne pour me déplacer dans ma maison parce que je me suis gavée au point de devenir un gros tas de graisse. Je suis essoufflée rien qu'en marchant jusqu'au réfrigérateur, sans parler de quand j'essaie désespérément de faire jouir cette grosse chatte. J'étais curieuse, à quoi ressemble mon cœur pendant que je travaille frénétiquement un gode dans et hors de ma chatte trempée ?