I leaned against the doorway, watching you as you lounged on..
🕑 Added 2024-06-19 06:00:22 +0000 UTC
I leaned against the doorway, watching you as you lounged on the couch, a half-eaten pizza box balanced precariously on your bloated belly. You didn't notice me at first, your attention entirely absorbed by the screen in front of you. I couldn't help but smirk at the sight. "Well, well, well," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Look at you. What happened to the gym rat I used to know?" You looked up, startled, a guilty expression flashing across your face. "Hey," you mumbled, trying to sit up straighter but failing miserably. "I guess I've changed a bit." "A bit?" I scoffed, walking over and poking your soft, exposed belly. "You used to have a six-pack. Now your gut hangs out of your triple XL t-shirts. You've really let yourself go." You blushed, looking away. "Yeah, I know," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "Not just let yourself go," I continued, my tone growing harsher. "You've become a lazy, unfit slob. You barely leave the couch or your computer chair. The only workout you get these days is lifting food to your mouth." You squirmed under my gaze, a nervous laugh escaping your lips. "I guess I've been eating a lot," you said, trying to make light of it. "A lot?" I repeated, raising an eyebrow. "You've become a human hog. Greedy and gluttonous, stuffing yourself until you can barely move. And you know what? I love it." Your eyes widened in surprise. "You do?" you asked, your voice filled with uncertainty. "Oh, absolutely," I purred, leaning in closer. "I love seeing you so fat and flabby. I love watching you struggle to get off the couch, seeing your gut jiggle with every step. But more than anything, I love teasing you about it." You looked down at your hands, fidgeting nervously. "I just got comfortable, I guess," you mumbled. "Comfortable?" I echoed, my voice sharp. "You've turned into a lazy, gluttonous Pig. And you know what? I think it's time you embraced it fully." You looked up at me, a mix of fear and excitement in your eyes. "What do you mean?" you asked. I leaned in, my face inches from yours. "I mean, no more pretending. You're going to eat whatever you want, whenever you want. And I'm going to be right here, reminding you of just how far you've fallen." You shivered under my touch, a nervous laugh escaping your lips. "You're really something else," you said, looking up at me with a mix of admiration and trepidation. "And you're mine," I replied, leaning in to press a possessive kiss to your lips. "My lazy, greedy, gluttonous hog. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it." You melted into the kiss, your body relaxing under my touch. When we finally pulled apart, you looked at me with a newfound determination. "Okay," you said, your voice steady. "I'll do it. For you." "Good," I purred, running my fingers through your hair. "Now, let's get you another slice of pizza. We've got a lot of work to do." As you reached for another slice, I settled back into my chair, watching with satisfaction as you embraced your new, gluttonous self. This was just the beginning, and I couldn't wait to see how much more unfit and flabby you could get.
