Prayer Of Poundage

Description: 1920x1080 hd    hey, big boy every line you repeat out loud is a calorie you don’t get to burn. i will make you so fat with making you repeat mantra's for me. you’ll chant while you ram gluttonous food past your lips, crumbs tumbling to the swollen shelf that used to be a flat stomach. when the food is gone you will get more, because you hear me whisper “keep going” straight into your gut.  no judgments here  just me, cheering you on to stuff yourself silly and watch your body expand in the best way. i start us off easy,  "repeat after me : "'i will gain weight." say it out loud, feel it in your core as you think about your waist getting thicker, your belly softening and rounding out with every extra calorie. your mouth already watering at the idea of facestuffing your face.  "my waist expands for every bite" , you chant as i describe how good it feels to loosen your belt, letting your gut spill over.  it's all about that encouraging rhythm i make you say them over and over, tying each mantra to the act of eating so you can't help but obey. it feels so good, doesn't it? your stomach bloating tight, pressing against your clothes, every swallow pushing you closer to that delicious, heavy fullness." i encourage men following orders like you to keep repeating the mantras mid-bite: "'i will gain weight' as you shove in another mouthful, 'i am a fat pig' when you're panting from the effort. listen to the satisfied groan that slips out of me every time your scale ticks higher. feel your cock throb against the tight elastic of now too small sweats as you stuff faster, knowing you’re getting rounder, softer, heavier the exact shape you were born to become for me.