SSBBW Xutjja

You're right, I don't look impressed. Should I be? No, I'm not angry. However, it's time that we address the elephant in the room. Your denial is ludicrous. Don't look confused, look down. Do you not see the softness that has collected around your own midsection? Can you not feel the cool air on the bit of belly hanging out of that too tight t-shirt Tubby?

Put those boxes of donuts, and bags of fast food on the coffee table right now Mister. Now, sit down! Why am I angry? I'm angry that my once fit boyfriend, is now too fat to fuck! Three pathetic pumps is not what I call "fucking". You're out of breath just walking down our hallway. It's truly pitiful. You're out of control. You've eaten yourself into caricature of your former self. Your whole body engulfed in a sea of lard. I'm impressed by how quickly you turned from feeder to feedee. You're managed to get even fatter than I am in a record breaking short time. You weigh more than 400lbs (180kg)!! Congratulations you're now twice the weight of an average adult male. I don't know what to do with you. I'm supposed to be the feedee in this relationship! Clearly at your size you'll be unable to properly exercise. Changing your diet won't do enough. What to do, what to do?

Ewwwww, I can't believe how disgusting I am! I've been such a lazy sow lately that I couldn't be bothered to take a shower. Today one of my Feeders are taking me out in public. This pig needs to be able to pass as a "normal" girl.

I can't believe that my whole body jiggles with every movement that I make. I've really let myself go. Any "normal" woman would be aghast by the state of their body. Saggy tits, heavy and hanging. Pendulous drooping down past my plump pussy. Thighs thicker than most people's waists and covered in dimpled cellulite. Those things just make me want even more!

It’s almost laughable to think you were once fit, athletic, and full of confidence. Now, what I see is a pitiful version of your former self, all that strength buried beneath layers of thick, wobbling fat. You thought you were so dominant, didn’t you? But every greasy, fattening, carb-loaded bite you shoveled into your mouth has chipped away at that power, leaving nothing but this helpless, out-of-shape, food-addicted hog. Now you're soft, weak, and utterly submissive. Every pound has made you more effeminate, more desperate, and utterly lost in your own bottomless need to gorge yourself senseless.

You should be ashamed of yourself. From the multitude of wraps, take-away containers, and pizza boxes, it looks like you had a party while I was away. You can't fool me; I know that you alone ate this. There were no friends here, no date, just you and your ever-growing gut. When did you decide to become a pig? You used to be so fit. You'd make my panties soaking wet whenever I'd see you after the gym. It's been shocking to witness; I've never seen someone's fitness just melt away the way yours has. Looking at you now, I can't believe that I was ever attracted to you. You look like a totally different person, or, should I say, a pig?

You've absolutely ballooned up since high school. You're no longer the slim and athletic young man that you used to be. With your preference for having a part as fat or fatter than you are, how many positions do you realistically still think that you can fuck in with that big belly in the way?

I can't believe that my whole body jiggles with every movement that I make. I've really let myself go. Any "normal" woman would be aghast by the state of their body. Saggy tits, heavy and hanging. Pendulous drooping down past my plump pussy. Thighs thicker than most people's waists and covered in dimpled cellulite. Those things just make me want even more!