Aftermath Of Your Force Feeding

You have force fed me all day and now I am a bloated mess in my chair! Covered in chocolate sauce, I am your piggy needing more food as I rub in the sauce and lick it off my blubbery, doughy belly. My overhang is ridiculous over my shorts, my hefty fat stomach stretching with the extra padding!

This whale is going to burst if you feed her anymore, my corpulent, rotund spare tire is growing thanks to you every day. I will forever be your hog, thanks for making me fatter.