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Drunk and defeated😘

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you’ve been eating and drinking like there’s no tomorrow and it’s all showing

those big tits of yours don’t even stand out anymore with that double belly taking over, bloating up at the top every time you stuff yourself full. your face is so puffy from all the drinking and you’re growing a double chin that’s getting in the way of me choking you.

your hips and ass and legs are getting so fat, every inch of you jiggles when i touch you, when i grab you, when my fingers slip inside you. i can’t even see your underwear anymore, it’s buried under all that fat. and when you’re stuffed, you can’t even sit up without me pulling you up.

you’ve been eating so good for me, packing away every meal i put in front of you like it’s your job, and it’s paying off—you’ve managed to gain five pounds in just one week. I can see it in every soft inch of you, the way you’re looking fatter every day, all because you can’t stop indulging for me. i love watching you eat, knowing every bite is making you heavier, softer, all for me to enjoy

and now you can hardly climb on top of me without my help, can you? i have to grab your hips and pull you up, feeling how much heavier you’ve gotten as you settle on me, your weight pressing down so much i can feel every pound of you. you’re so heavy on top of me now, all that softness sinking into me, making it hard for me to keep my hands off you

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Post vacation belly

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After a day of drinking at the beach, seafood pasta and key lime pie

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I snatch the rope and tie your wrists firm, then secure your ankles to the bed frame, spreading your legs enough to make me hard.

You’re in that tight dress, hugging every inch of your soft, overfed body. I set the Chinese—fried rice and sweet-and-sour chicken—plus a creamy milkshake right beside you.

I scoop the rice and press it into your mouth, watching you chew, grease shining on your lips as your stomach swells under my gaze.

I feed you the chicken next, sauce trailing down your chin, your gut pushing out, stretching that dress tight across your curves. I tilt the milkshake to your lips, urging you to suck it down, and you do, your belly bloating full and round, the fabric riding up to show that gorgeous, packed belly.

I run my hands over your swollen gut, hot and hard against my palms. I tease you about how big you’re getting, giving it a quick slap—it jiggles, and my breath catches. I knead it slow and deep, telling you how fucking sexy you are, stuffed like this just for me. I slap it again, firmer, grinning at how full you look, then caress every curve.

You feel perfect, my hands worshipping that tight, warm belly as you squirm, tied up and all mine.

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Stuffed and bruised😊