300 Pounds of Pure Gluttony

Description: Sometimes i’ll just have a flash of realization—like, damn, bitch, you really went and fattened yourself up to 300 pounds. you’re that much of a food-obsessed glutton. how did it even happen? when did i get to the point where i need spandex to stretch over and cling to all these growing curves? right now i’m poured into this spandex-and-leather dress, every seam straining to contain me. the zipper pulls a little too tight over my belly, pressing it flat just enough to make the rest spill out around it. my thighs rub together under the fabric, soft and heavy, every step reminding me how wide i’ve gotten. i can unzip it in one slow pull for easy access… or zip it right back up if i want to tease. i love being this greedy, this heavy, this soft. i love knowing how much space i take up, how indulgent i’ve become. and god—if i could get myself this big on my own… imagine what i’d look like if someone was here to really fatten me. could that be you? *** clip features: fat chat, tight clothing, gaining talk, fat feet