Pumped Full

I love to watch you struggle.

Carrying your 650+ pound self back to the kitchen to raid the fridge yet again.

Waddling and huffing; stopping to catch your breath with your apron belly slapping against your thighs.

You're almost there.

Not just to the fridge...

But to complete submission...

Helpless like a fattened hog that's reached it's limits and can't even crawl to its slop.

I yearn to see your body finally succumb to it's own weight with you trapped beneath the heaviness with me on top of you straddling my creation; your extraordinarily corpulent body. Your mountainous belly grumbling to be stuffed. With heavyweight thighs begging to be caressed and kissed.

I'll brainwash you and forcefeed you to that point. Where your days will be spent feasting and living the life of a sloth. Casually growing without care.

I'll force you to your feet just to watch you waddle reluctantly to the scale. How much bigger can I get you? What will it read today? Will this finally be the day it breaks under your extreme obesity? You're dying to please me and I'm aching to watch you swell up.

I'll lay next to you while you're fed through a tube. Nothing but a calorie loaded slurry pumping you full around the clock. My arms wrapped around your ballooning belly reaching to please you while you get your fill for me.

I'll watch you wriggle and listen to your whimpers of pleasure while helping you cum. Your labored breathing from being gorged full. The tube stifling your voice and your belly bulging outwards. My only job is to be sure to have you cum when you're at mass capacity. Leaving you to work hard for your orgasm.

In return I get to hear you complain about how heavy you're getting.

"I've really let myself go..."

"I can't get up anymore..."

"I'm too heavy now...I can barely move..."

"I really am stuck here...my weight has gotten out of control and I just can't stop..."

That will only drive me to pump more calories into you. The fatter you become the more I want from you.

I get hot watching your entire body bloat and morph into a gargantuan pile of sloppy rolls with a rounded belly constantly digesting. Your pleasure center hopelessly buried under mounds of blubber that I crave to wedge my hand in to find.

But the ultimate goal of mine...is to have every hole filled while you lay pathetically immobilized allowing me to have my fantasies fulfilled...

You'll be all mine...legs spread, hoisted in the air just so I can reach every tight hole I can get to...
With your body over half a ton you'll be my soft fattened toy to fuck and feed. I'll no longer have the need to pin your arms down as they'll lay at your sides too plump to lift; just to be used to grip the sheets.

I'll slip between your lard ladened thighs wobbling and lifting the cellulite riddled bags of fat; kissing and squeezing them while I make my way to your ballooned pubic mound. Everything will be of surprise to you as your belly will be taut with slop blocking your view of me but I'll be sure to take my time and please you well.

But perhaps...it might be...too good...

With my cock lubed well and your legs spread just for me, I'll steadily grind myself into your tight hole and listen to your moans and hastened breathing. Your mouth will be too full to say much but I know this is what you want...

My hips will rock back and forth to fill you while my middle fingers fuck your cavernous belly button. I want to feel your belly tight and full while I fuck you. I'll keep my other hand on the side leaving it to rub your wobbling mass of blubber.

You'll be a fattened jiggly mess for me. Gaining, swelling, and being conditioned to cum when I want you to.

When you're ready to pop for me.