"Just a Little Test"

This is a very quick little thing while I'm waiting for the ongoing review of "The Fat Making Notebook Goes Out to the Ball Game" Part 2 to wrap up. It's mostly to test that I can still keep posting things just fine.

I don't think this is very good, but hey maybe you'll....

Enjoy!

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We want this. We know we do. You’ve told me how much you want it over and over again. So go ahead. Have another bite. Get bigger for both of us. You know you want to.

I love this feeling, and so do you. Feel the warmth of your fat body. It’s all so beautiful. You used to have such hard curves, and now you’re just plush and lovely. Thank you for that. Thank you for getting more beautiful every day. You eat and eat and eat, and I can see how much you enjoy every bite. That metabolism of yours has collapsed and so your waistline has blown out.

And it couldn’t be hotter.

I love feeling your fat together. I know it’s one of our favorite. You worship your own body. You know your own power. You are an unstoppable goddess, and it’s an honor to worship you. I want to squeeze your belly fat and never let go. I would live with my head resting against your gut like a big soft pillow, kissing it over and over and over again if I could. But I’ll settle for making you as comfortable as possible.

You love food, and I love to give it to you.

Let’s test the waters just a bit more.

Here’s another spoonful of mac and cheese. Here’s another slice of pizza, another doughnut. Isn’t it all so good? I can hear your moaning about. I know you’re enjoying it. You want more. Don’t you?

I love the way your doughy double chin wobbles when you nod. Keep nodding for me. That’s right. I love it. You love it. Let’s keep going. We’re rolling now.

You’re so soft. So heavy. Other people make fun of you, but what damn fools they are. They don’t know what they’re talking about. They’re just jealous. They wish they had your kind of confidence, the ability to just relax and let things go, to get so soft and lovely, lusciously large like you are. You’ve got such thick thunder thighs and such meaty love handles. It’s so hard to believe that you were once so slim, but here we are.

And I’m thankful for it. 

I’m thankful for your beautiful face and your big beautiful butt with buns made of pure buttery blubber. I’m thankful for the way your big body moves in waves, undulating fat that crashes against me, washes over me, smothers me completely. You are a beautiful beached whale with an absolutely rocking body. And I never want this to end.

So let’s keep on doing this together forever. More and more and more. I'll massage you wherever and whenever. I’ll worship you completely. I’ll do whatever it is that you want to do. Ultimately you’re the one completely in control. You just name it, and I’ll do it. Most importantly, I’ll make sure the food keeps on coming. So you don’t have to worry about being taken care of. You just have to sit on your big plush butt of yours and worry about eating.

And eating.

And eating.