“Just relax and try to breathe, baby. I know how much it hurts right now. Just breathe. That’s it. God, you were impressive today, piggy. I mean: you ate so much I could hardly believe it! Two roast chickens, that gigantic bowl of mashed potatoes made with heavy cream and butter, all that bread, the onion rings, the gallon of gravy. And then you managed to gorge down that entire tub of double-chocolate ice cream and the whole container of hot fudge sauce. I’ve never seen you eat like that before. And I’ve never seen your belly this big before. Look at you, piggy. Look how round and swollen it is – like you’re pregnant with quintuplets? But you know what made it even hotter? That’s right. No utensils. You ate it all with your hands, it was so fucking sexy. Just a massively obese greedy glutton gorging down a family-size meal with his bare hands. I love that side of you baby. While I just get hotter and more muscular you just keep getting fatter and fatter. The contrast is so fucking amazing. And the fatter you get, the hotter you are to me. Keep eating like you did today and I won’t be able to keep my hands off you, fat boy.”
