"Hey, there's my big guy. How did it go? Oh no, I kept my end of the bargain so I had an examination too. That was the deal: before and after the cruise we'd both go get looked at to see what our body compositions were. Well, needless to say the doc was pretty damn impressed with me; in fact he said I have the best physique he's ever seen. Not only did I gain seven pounds of muscle on the trip, my body fat actually dropped two percent. All that working out in the on-board gym really paid off. So I . . . um, I grabbed a couple minutes with your physician and he said I could share your results with you. I had to really struggle to keep a straight face, 'cause he was all like "this is so serious, his weight is outta control, we need to get him specialist treatment" and all this other shit. And on the inside I was like "fuck, this is so hot!" You wanna hear the good news, babe? Well, if you remember the last time we weighed you on the ship you were 516 lbs. Babe, he just told me you weigh 608 lbs. I know! Can you fucking believe it? You broke the 600 lb barrier, man! I'm so proud of you. Look at yourself, baby. Look how fucking massive you are! Mmm, I just wanna grab all that blubber and jiggle it and shake it and suck on your fat titties. So much more of you to love, babe. Just wait till I get you home. And now we've got a new goal. You wanna see how quickly I can get you to 700 lbs? Just wait and see how much food I've got waiting for you at home. Excited, pig? I hope you're hungry, 'cause you're about to get stuffed like you've never been stuffed before."
