I have eaten myself into a shapeless blob. A greedy gut-slut who gets winded waddling to the fridge. Thighs are not supposed to jiggle like this. They are not supposed to be the size of a fatty’s waist, but here we are. My body has grown so huge and heavy that I have to rock myself up into a standing position. These things should be huge red flags to me; instead, they make me dripping wet and wanting more. My lingerie can barely contain my lard-engorged body. In this video, the metal clasp on my bra breaks, as if to illustrate the point.
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I have eaten myself into a shapeless blob. A greedy gut-slut who gets winded waddling to the fridge. Thighs are not supposed to jiggle like this. They are not supposed to be the size of a fatty’s waist, but here we are. My body has grown so huge and heavy that I have to rock myself up into a...
I have eaten myself into a shapeless blob. A greedy gut-slut who gets winded waddling to the fridge. Thighs are not supposed to jiggle like this. They are not supposed to be the size of a fatty’s waist, but here we are. My body has grown so huge and heavy that I have to rock myself up into a standing position. These things should be huge red flags to me; instead, they make me dripping wet and wanting more. My lingerie can barely contain my lard-engorged body. In this video, the metal clasp on my bra breaks, as if to illustrate the point.
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