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You're shocked that your girlfriend was actually able to eat 12 donuts and drink 6 cups of heavy cream without getting sick. As you watch, her eyes start to glaze over, it's clear that she didn't make it out completely unscathed. She looks at you as she moans and slowly rubs her painfully distended stomach. Her voice is breathy as she tells you that she can't believe you made her eat a dozen donuts. Your pants feel painfully tight. You're so turned on by the fact that she's out of breath from glutting herself. You smirk to yourself as you have a brilliant idea. You're going to make this overfed stuffed sow masturbate for your viewing pleasure. You can't wait to see how she maneuvers her new supersized body. Can she even reach her pussy?

I've noticed that as I grow fatter and fatter that it's getting harder and harder to cum without dipping into more extreme fantasies or having food shoved into my mouth. Frankly, nothing make me cum harder than shoveling delicious calorie laden treats into my greedy mouth while I'm masturbating or getting fucked. I'm obsessed with having my senses overloaded; my taste buds exploding in pleasure as the rich, fattening food touches my tongue while something long and thick plunges into my depths. It's no wonder that my relationship with food has turned sexual. I find that whenever I'm horny I start to get hungry. Whenever I'm hungry I start to get horny. This has left me in a perpetual state of longing.

As I've started to take my obesity to the next level I've noticed that it's become harder for me to reach my perfect plump pussy. I was overjoyed to find out that there are dildos that can be connected to an extension rod. It's exactly what I needed! Eager to try out my new toy properly, I set out two cups of heavy cream and a half a dozen donuts.

Sometimes I feel as if I'm more of a sow than a woman. Whenever I have the chance, I stuff myself till the point where I'm unable to do anything more than lie on my bed moaning and grunting like the pig that I am. What was left of my self-control has slipped away. I've become helplessly addicted to the feedee lifestyle. I couldn't stop now if I wanted to. I'm stuck in a never-ending cycle of hedonistic indulgence.

This video is a custom order, featuring me proudly showing off my big, blubbery body—my lard-encased form, a testament to my gluttony. Every thick roll of fat is undeniable proof of my lack of willpower, a soft, heavy consequence of my indulgence. Watch as I present myself to you like a prized sow at a fair, every inch of me on display for your admiration.

You did this to me! Yes, I opened my mouth but you were the one that brought the food to my lips. You turned me into a mindless sow that's hopelessly addicted to food. The truth is I want this more than ever.

The audience is eager for me to show you what they've been doing to my body; what you've been doing to my body. My big blubbery body on full display in some perverse mating ritual. You can try but we both know that you can't deny what my ever-expanding body does to you.

I couldn't stop now even if I wanted to. I'm addicted; a slave to my nearly insatiable hunger. I just ate enough food to feed three adult men. I should be full. No, I am full. Yet, I want more. As I bite into the calorie-laden lava cake a moan escapes my lips. They're so decadent. It's almost as if I can feel myself getting fatter with each bite. That makes my perfect plump pussy even more wet. I truly am more sow than a woman. Only a pig would get soaking wet from glutting themselves on such fattening food.

My arousal consumes me. I release my massive mammaries from their lacy confines. As my fingers brush past my nipples they begin to harden. I squeeze my soft supple breasts and watch as my fingers sink in deeply. My hand moves downward to grab the roll of fat at the top of my double belly. It's gotten so very thick. I sink my fingers into my belly fat, squeeze, and then shake. The motion reminds me that my stomach is painfully full. The sensation is overwhelming. I can't take it anymore. I need to make myself cum.

I awkwardly position my bloated body to allow me to insert the vibrator. Another moan escapes my lips as it goes in. I lazily move the toy in and out of my dripping wet pussy. It's getting hard to reach around my big blubbery belly. Thankfully between my vast thighs and fat pussy I can hold the toy in place without using my hand. I sit upright and start to ride it. Within moments the exertion has me panting. It's obscene how out of shape I am. My free hand grabs at the fattest parts of my body. I can't help but touch myself. I'm obsessed with my own blob-like body. I lean back once more and turn the toy on high. Thrusting it in and out as quickly as I can. I'm exhausted but I'm getting close. I just need something more! I grab a hand pie from the shelf and shove it into my mouth. The sweet taste pushes me over the edge and I orgasm over and over.

I’m so lucky to have you, someone who knows exactly how to use a huge, sloppy sow like me. I’m nothing but a pile of soft, sagging flesh, rolls spilling over rolls. Every heavy fold, every thick crease, is yours. Claim them, grip them, press into them, and fuck them however you see fit. There’s so much of me for you to sink your hands into, so much soft, yielding fat just waiting to be used by you. I’m a greedy, gluttonous sow who’s grown too big to be useful for anything else but being filled up by you, whenever you want, however you want - at your every whim, in your every desire.

It's pathetic the way that you desperately lust after a fattened sow such as me; only supersized sows weighing in at over four hundred pounds can make your cock get rock hard. Prize-winning pigs with sagging teats, big, heavy, hanging bellies, and a flabby FUPA that droops down like a third belly roll Below that is the ultimate prize: a perfect plump pussy dripping wet from overindulgence.

It should be more alarming than arousing that I'm out growing my clothes. These are 6XL jeans. These jeans are already the biggest size that you can buy from plus size main stream clothing stores. My belly bloated from binging is already absolutely oozing out of them. Why does it turn me on so much to see what my gluttony is doing to me? Unable to deny myself anything, I can't help but touch my pussy. It's so much effort to do so without you here. I've eaten myself into a state where I'm stuck edging because I'm too fat and full to make myself cum.

Somewhere under that bloated belly's soft hang is your rock-hard cock begging for release. It would be too easy for your kitten to simply make you cum. I want you to masturbate with me while you're still able to. Sooner than later, that gut is going to completely cover your cock.

After gorging myself all day, I’m absolutely aching with need, every bite building up to this moment. Just look at me—this massive, blubbery belly you’ve fattened up, sagging heavily over my thick, jiggly fupa, my ass so wide now it spills out of chairs and booths like it owns the space. You’ve done this to me—conditioned me so that every meal leaves me dripping wet. I'm so horny; here I am barely able to reach my own pussy anymore. But I’ll try, just for you. Maybe we could cam together tonight and cum together tonight.

Oof, I'm stuffed! I know if you were here you'd be whispering in my ear that I'm a greedy gluttonous sow that needs to keep eating, and eating, and eating. That I need to show you how insatiable that I truly am. You know making a complete pig of myself makes me soaking wet. That the need to cum will overwhelm me till I can't think of anything else.

There's nothing else that tastes or smells like it. The sweet, spicy, and slightly musky odor that can only be pussy. A scent recognizable to anyone that's ever been lucky enough to catch a whiff. The smell of a woman. Her taste equally unique slightly salty and the light taste of something else that can only be described as her.

I can't believe how tight these panties have gotten. If I can't fit my fupa inside of them then there's no hope for his big blubbery belly to fit. When did I become such a greedy gluttonous sow? Why does it turn me on so? Just playing with my own fat has my perfect plump pussy dripping wet. I'm not one to deny myself any form of pleasure.

It's so erotic the way my fingertips sink into my soft supple belly fat. The only thing that turns me on more than food, is my fat. I love having it grabbed, jiggled, and shaken. My soft flabby fat sloshing like a lard filled water balloon; every jiggle more and more mesmerizing. My own body turning me on enough that pussy juice runs down my thick thighs.

In post I noticed that my new shorts left fuzzies on my inner thigh. I've grown too FAT to be able to see past my own big blubbery belly. If that wasn't embarrassing enough, I was unable to reach my pussy to finger myself. I could only reach my clit. I've truly become a hopeless pig. My only use now is to be fed, fattened, fucked, and bred.

I can't even cum without inadvertently showing what a pig I've become.

It's getting so very hard to reach my perfect plump pussy. These naughty thick rolls of blubber threaten to block the path to my pleasure. You don't care. All you want is more, and more, and more. You won't be happy until I can't reach my own pussy anymore. Making me to beg for you to get me off. A fattened sow cowed by my food addiction. A pathetic pig stripped of all willpower and completely bent to your command.

I can't help it. I get so very horny when I'm taking photos or making videos. You're not here to come fuck me, so I have to do it myself.