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I get it. You don’t want to think. You need direction, purpose, focus.

No need to use that poor overworked brain of yours anymore, servicing me is all you need to concern yourself with.

Feed me, worship my growing body, and find your purpose in making me even fatter.

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Spoiled youngest prince/princess who's never expected to be anywhere near real power and wastes their life away in pure hedonism.

Eating themselves so fat they need help from their servant staff to stand up, gleefully insulting them when they struggle to support their weight.

Requesting meals so massive and rich and extravagant that one would feed any one of their personal chefs for a week every few hours.

Demanding the finest silk clothing and berating the court tailors who constantly need to take measurements to keep up with their expanding body.

Laughing in the face of the court physician for suggesting that the solution to their increasing physical maladies might be dietary change and basic exercise.

Until they eventually need to be hidden away from the public eye on account of being a living image of the excesses of nobility, still demanding more all the while.

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You wouldn't make a public spectacle out of me, would you?

You wouldn't insist on me wearing my tightest outfit, only to take me to an area full of street vendors with the intention of getting me as stuffed as possible so that I have to undo my shorts, or better yet, the button on them just pops right off leaving my belly hanging out for all to see

You wouldn't not let me leave until I can barely waddle my way around without your assistance, huffing and puffing from just how fucking heavy and full you've made me get after getting something from every single vendor

You wouldn't draw as much attention to me as possible while you rubbed my belly between stalls, insisting that you know I still have room left for more

You wouldn't make me into your needy round butterball for all to see, would you?

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"im going dollmode" i say before collapsing limply into the chair and staring blankly into the distance with my mouth slightly agape, completely unresponsive

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i wanna be his little girl and his puppy and his baby and his little angel and his princess and his!!!!

[bbnnybby]

Overweight daddy who’s constantly eating rich yummy food x puppy who’s getting chubby off all the extra scraps n leftovers they feed it

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ft. my childhood teddy <3

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kinda want to lick him from ballsack to bicep but I'm sure I'm being really cool about it

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i like em feral and possessive over me but also incredibly head over heels in love with me

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telling him to sit back and relax on the couch so i can slowly ride his cock while kissing his face and playing with his hair, his big warm hands guiding my hips back and forth in a steady rhythm until orgasm takes him

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Yes your honour I did bite his bicep. It was big and yummy and in my face

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It tastes too good.

Just one more bite. Just one more snack. Just one more order of takeout. Just one more stuffing. Just one more day of gluttony.

It feels too good.

Just one more hit of dopamine. Just one more edge. Just one more pound. Just one more orgasm. Just one more joint. Just one more gooning session.

What's one more anyways? It's not like it'd change anything, right? It requires no commitment, just a one-time excuse. You can't go wrong with one more time. You feel the craving, the burning desire to just give in one more time. It'll be the last time, then you'll stop, right? What's the harm? One more

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ate 10k cals today, BY ACCIDENT!! I feel like im gonna vom.. but in a hot way.. trust.. ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) …!!!