


I’m so addicted to growing fatter that it consumes all of my thoughts. Every commitment in my day is planned around food. I can’t get through doing something without the thought of my next meal. I’ll be eating and simultaneously dreaming of my next treat. My body doesn’t let me fall asleep at night until I’m packed to capacity with food. On busy days where I fall short in my stuffing, my body gets so mad at me. I feel genuine withdrawal. I’m obsessed with this belly being as big and round and full as it can be. I love putting on clothes that I’ve outgrown and walking around in public with my massive gut hanging out for the world to see. Even if I didn’t flaunt it, my round shape and thick chins are a dead giveaway to the world of the glutton I am. Ugh.. I just love it all. Still no power to stream tonight :( but I hope you enjoyed my fat horny thoughts.