Hey you! Come over here and let me feed you fat fu**! I don't want to hear a no. Be obedient now and let me turn you into a sweaty waddeling hog. The kind that huffs after just five steps. The kind that is so embaressingly fat that they can't touch themselves anymore.
Working on a short comic with my cocky boar getting the tables turned. Not sure if I ever gonna finishe it.
Imagine how fat I could feed you. My belly pressing into yours. Of course yours is way bigger. I'll make sure of that. And don't worry about moving. That won't be something you'll need to do. In fact it'll be something you might not be able to do.
Getting fatter and fatter unintentionaly. All because your partner gaslights you into feeling bad if you don't eat all the food they put so much work and time in to. The fatter and more helpless you get, the more dominant and aggressive they get in feeding you.
