that and also the more photos i take the greater the potential for one-ton morphs become.

because it SUCKS

i always have to fiddle around with it and it gives me all different kinds of weights. i'll need a good one eventually

my scale almost always finds a reason to die or give me inaccurate readings so i'm just gonna have to gain as much weight as possible and hope that i managed to reach my goal weight smh

christ i'm getting so FAT it's fucking ridiculous

playing with my belly is like playing with a giant ball of dough and it's addicting

man it's getting HARD to suck in my belly now... i thought i could do a good job of it but it's still paunching out very slightly...

despite my posts i am the world’s shyest gutslut which is why i never post anything publicly…

every time i post my fat gut everyone keeps calling me big and flabby and it does things to me

kind of obsessed over how big i’m getting… i’m able to sink my fingers into my navel up to my knuckles and i’m just absolutely head over heels

ugghhh fuck i’m getting so large but i wanna see how far i can take it…..

someone said i’ve got a belly cleft and ohhhh boy if that knowledge isn’t making me fantasise

man my tits do look a lot fuller than i remember them being…

thinking about cute model names for myself…

Big Cutie Melly…
MassiveMageSSBHM…
MarshmallowMelly…

so on and so forth…

between the amount of food i've been eating recently and how absurdly soft and jiggly i'm looking in both recent videos and photos it is really hard to not be idly horny about getting bigger just from the idle act of existence

mmmggguuhhh

i have got to get fat enough that i overflow a mobility scooter and have big stretch marks and my gut pushes against the steering wheel while still pathetically fatfisting two burgers in both hands oh god

might get me one of them neck pillows one of these days so i can pretend i’m so fat my back fat supports my head and makes it impossible for me to move properly

frightfully horny this morning good lord

mmffghh… i woke up the wrong way this morning and now i want to be wheeled down to the heart attack grill…. i NEED to be shamelessly obese, just absolutely massive…

i crushed it. of course. was there ever any doubt?

they made me jobless because they knew i'd be propping up the local restaurant economy in my town singlehandedly otherwise

hopefully it fills me up.

<- this fat fucking hog is buying an extra large stuffed crust cheese pizza and will undoubtedly have yet another can of soda with it

my dream weight may be 500lbs but i would be lying if i said getting to 1200lbs, although quite a far stretch, doesn't seem appealing in its own right...

is it wrong of me to confess that i feel a slight confidence boost whenever i think about how delicious i must taste meat-wise when it comes to how fat i am

i would taste sooooo sumptuous...

dude if they keep sending me these fast food deals in my emails i'm going to start idly wheezing...

fucking christ i feel absolutely massive tonight. i am just so full. the amount of leftovers we have is just crazy

ooouggrrughghghhhh...

>get asked to go up to the supermarket to get drinks for everyone
>i accept and then wonder if i should get a pizza since it's right next to the supermarket even in spite of the fact that we've got a fucking ginormous dinner tonight

recently we have been cooking an absolutely downright ridiculous amount of food in this household. like i'm all for overindulgence but i took a look in the kitchen and we are having THREE ROAST CHICKENS for tea tonight. oh my god

i yearn to have tits the size of my head and an ass that fills the back of a pick-up truck and a gut that costs $10,000 per meal to fill

sundays are my least favourite day purely because i only ever shave on monday and thursdays as a matter of routine. as such i'm the most overgrown on a sunday and it's the freakin worst