“I love all this fat you’ve put on yourself. Imagine if you were even bigger? Like, too big to touch yourself? My big, fat, porker of a man, too weak to touch his dick, how sad. I’d have to do it for you then, lifting up your heavy belly as you lay back, ready and waiting for me. I tease your fat pad and kiss and suckle on the tender fat down there, always so neglected, such a shame. And then pulling back your fat pad to expose the little tip of your cock, touching it, feeling around its heavy fleshy prison… and then putting my lips around whatever is left exposed. And then almost being suffocated by your fat, just trying to please your little greedy cock. I would love watching you moan and gasp as I tease you. Oh, you’re so helpless and so very big, it’s just perfect. I’ve done a wonderful job with you, haven’t I? Always greedy and ready for more, nothing could ever be enough for you, could it? You’ll always want more, even if it requires being so fat that even I can’t reach your little nub. We will deal with that when it happens. In the meantime, keep eating and keep getting bigger, for me.”