What are you doing down there, blubber boy?
Added 2023-11-23 09:50:48 +0000 UTC
“Hey big man, how did you get down there? Fuck, did you fall off the bed. Oh my God, you fat fuck! I just took a quick break to go work out. How long have you been down there? 40 minutes? Jesus, you look so fucking helpless, you fat blob. Look at yourself, man. You’re just one super-sized heap of blubbery fat. You’re fucking gigantic! I can’t even tell where one part of you ends and the other part begins. Look, look – everywhere I poke and touch on this massive, swollen belly is just doughy lard. So disgusting to be this fucking obese. You barely look human, you fat pig. No wonder you fell off the fucking bed! What were you trying to do, fatso? What’s that? Speak up, you fat fuck! You were what? You were trying to reach the donuts on the bureau? Oh Jesus, man. You greedy fucking hog! I literally just finished feeding you an hour ago. You ate tons of food. Like, enough to feed a room full of people. I’ve never seen someone be so fucking greedy in my life. There’s probably 15,000 calories or more sloshing around in that over-sized belly of yours, making you even fatter, ruining your destroyed body even more than it is already. And you want fucking MORE? Tell you what, piggy. Oh, I’ll feed you more, but since you’re intent to be a make a fucking pig of yourself, you’re gonna eat like a fucking pig. That’s right. You stay down there, helpless underneath your own body. A body you built with sheer gluttony and self-indulgence. A body so massively obese you couldn’t even stand up if you tried. So you’re gonna lie there, wallowing in your own blubber, while you eat three dozen donuts. You’re gonna choke ‘em down like the fat, greedy hog you are.”
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