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Piggy, remember how we agreed... You drink the whole jug of shake, I hold your tummy from behind and check if it's full enough... for every drop of drink you waste... I make up a glass of shake... are you ready? I'm starting preparations.

Your punishment will end when you drink these two jugs, little pig! You try to move in the chair, but you are tightly bound. Completely naked... you know I won't stop pouring the shake into you until you drink it all. You are still full after feeding at the cinema and at home. However, I see you looking at the full jugs... you are afraid of it, but you want to drink them to the bottom and show me what a fat pig you want to become... I start pouring the first jug into you and rubbing your belly... I whisper in your ear what a hungry and skinny little pig you are that needs to be fed. You drink slowly and half of the jug is gone, your belly fills and you sigh contentedly... the shake flows gently down the corners of your mouth... are you thirsty? I ask, I wipe your mouth and, grabbing your sides, you nod with a smile and burp loudly. I start pouring the second part of the jug into you... you drink slowly and take frequent breaks... you start to purr with effort, pushing more and more of the drink into yourself... I massage your belly and feel it filling up and growing, getting as big as a fitness ball... .the shake starts dripping down your neck and breasts, which are already lying on your full stomach. You drank the whole jug, you're breathing heavily... your mouth, neck and breasts are all in the shake... you're breathing heavily and groaning from the pain of your full stomach... I massage your big fat belly and licks the remnants of the drink from your neck and breasts... you spread your legs and you notice that your belly falls between your thighs... it's huge and full... you've never been this big before... There's still one jug left, little piggy! I think you can do it... you beg me that you can't do it, you tell me that this is the limit of your capabilities and you won't drink any more and you won't open your mouth... I leave the room for a long time... you sit at the plot, unsure of what will happen next. .. you feel so full that you can't move, your stomach hurts from eating too much... I enter the room... I'm holding a feeding funnel with a face harness in my hands and I'm telling you... you'll drink it all, little pig.... how much are you waiting for the desire to continue?

You finish your cola at the end of the movie, your belly is huge and sticking out, you start to pull up your leggings with difficulty to cover your belly... you can't pull your pants up, the pants are too small to cover your belly. After the movie, we go to the car, people in the cinema and in the mall are looking at you... you look wonderful... the leggings that previously covered your belly and waist are now too small and you lowered them to your hips, showing the whole wonderfully stuffed belly, big and round, your breasts lie on up their belly and bounce with their belly with each step. Tight pants emphasize the fat sides and the big protruding butt that shakes with every step. I have to help you get into the car and push the seat back, you're so full you can't bend over... on the way home you fall asleep while I rub your fat belly. We go home and you say that you want to go to sleep... on the way back I bought three packs of fries and I tell you that you will be punished for not eating at the cinema... without any protests, you start eating the fries that I feed you at the kitchen counter, after one pack you protest. that you don't want anymore... I grab your stomach and neck... I say looking straight into your eyes "be a good little piggy and eat everything until the end" I slap you hard on the ass and hold your fat belly... I see you like it, I turn you around to the counter where they are lying. fries and start feeding.... After a while, you'll be excitedly stuffing more fries into your mouth, I'm telling you in your ear how much weight you've gained lately and that you no longer fit into your sports clothes... how big your ass, belly and tits are... I take off your blouse... your breasts are spilling out of your bra, which is cutting into your sides... your breasts don't fit in the bra, they are too big... I lick the salt from the French fries from your breasts... I grab you from behind under your belly and put you on the kitchen counter is large and full, rub your belly and kiss your neck. I start taking off your tight pants... there's a tight thong underneath that cuts into your hips, your ass is so big that your panties look like strings... I hits your ass hard just the way you like... the underwear under your belly is almost invisible. You've gained weight recently and Your thong has turned into micro underwear that is hard to see. You finish the fries satisfied... your belly is hard and full and you breathe quickly... you lie down on the sofa and fall asleep in a moment... You wake up tied to a chair, your hands and legs are tied... I look at you, holding two jugs filled with a sweet shake based on cream and ice cream, and I say... "Your punishment will end when you drink both jugs, my piggy." Are you ready for punishment?

Dessert is a good start to the afternoon, little piggy. I am disappointed that your tummy is still soft and not full. Put on something more flexible, like leggings and a top... we're going to the cinema. I watch you squeeze your big ass in skimpy underwear into high waisted leggings... how the pants show off your butt and tummy. Breasts in a tight top without a bra look fantastic. After 30 minutes of choosing an outfit, you say that you are terribly hungry and will not last until we get to the cinema. There's a McDonald's on the way to the end, so we're coming. After ordering two packs of large fries and three cheeseburgers and a large Coke, you sit down contentedly and start eating... you eat it all in 10 minutes, but I can see you're not full... unfortunately we don't have time before the movie for another meal. You tell me you won't go to the cinema hungry... I ask if you're very hungry... you say a little bit... I order 40 nuggets you protest at the counter that it's too much... so I order 20 more, pay and whisper to you in my ear "you will eat all you pig 20 pieces per hour of film and I think it's not enough for you anyway" and I give you a hard slap on the ass... I see a smile of satisfaction on your lips. We come to the cinema and buy a ticket, the cashier looking at your belly asks if we don't want bigger armchairs for pregnant women. Massage your tummy and I say that we will gladly use it, I also order a large Coke and two packets of chips. The movie starts, we sit in comfortable large and adjustable armchairs on which you can lie during the movie. The perfect place to feed my pig. You eat the first 20 chickens and a bag of chips in 20 minutes, you can see that your belly is full ... I gently massage your belly and say that it must be full today otherwise I will not stop feeding you. The video continues and as I feed you more nuggets, chips and Cokes I went for a large package of M&M's. It's not halfway through the movie and you've eaten 40 chickens, two packets of chips and a packet of M&M's. Your leggings hug your belly tight and you breathe heavily after eating. I rub your tummy and I start feeding you the last nuggets, you resist and you don't want to eat... I grab your bottom of your stomach and say you have to stop everything... I pat your protruding big belly and I continue to feed you... I slide your tight leggings lower so that they don't hug your belly tight, it's huge and you look like you're heavily pregnant. In the low light, you look wonderful lying in an armchair stuffed with food. There are still 10 nuggets left to feed you, you're so full that you're breathing heavily... your belly is so stuffed with food that your breasts lie on it... it starts to stick out of your pants and you can't see the pants anymore... You tell me that you won't eat the rest of the food and you won't make it... I whisper in your ear "you know that you will be punished at home for not eating dinner... are you ready for it?" should i continue?

You look your best in dresses, they beautifully emphasize your figure. Once you have bought a new dress, we need to check its durability and elasticity. I heard that in the Italian restaurant next door you pay once and eat as much as you want ... I will feed you pasta and desserts until we are asked to leave the restaurant or your belly is so stuffed that I will put plates on it in front of you for the next portion of pasta. The dress may burst over your bloated belly and big ass... but I won't stop until your tummy is full... you can beg and beg, you'll get spanked you naughty pig.

Piggy! you're finally back! I was very worried about you... unfortunately the Mediterranean diet is not enough food for you. It's definitely someone who didn't make sure they fed you to the full. Red color looks beautiful on you, especially in the form of a bikini. I'm very concerned that your tummy isn't full enough. We have to fix it! We are going to the sea for 14 days, apartment and sea view. I have two conditions... you wear red and you don't refuse to eat... ever. You eat so long that your tummy is full and hard until the morning... day by day you give up wearing jeans and full shirts because you feel that they are getting too tight and you are uncomfortable. You only eat what you like... fatty and fattening... every time you say you can't eat anything else, I immediately suggest ice cream for dessert seeing how full you always are... I know you'll eat it anyway. After a week, you're wearing nothing but stretchy dresses and bikinis. The dress always hugs every centimeter of your body... a big eaten belly, a big ass and breasts for which it's hard to find a bra. Each bikini turns into tiny scraps of fabric... that barely cover your body. All panties turn into thongs... Your big protruding ass eats them up and you can barely see them under your belly. The breasts spill out of all the bras and they don't hold the big breasts. I look at you in awe as you lie on a lounger... and your red bikini seems to disappear on you every day... or maybe it's your full belly that I stuff every day... what do you think about such holidays?

I can't wait for you to get your ass in your leggings. Service in the store will have a difficult case to choose the size for such a butt. Just remember not to buy a size that's too small... you've been getting fat so fast recently, you probably don't want to wear new pants for only a week. Suggests before buying dinner, you have to go to the store ready ... double kebab and three portions of fries will be enough? I'll rub your tummy when you eat everything sitting in your new leggings, okay?

Are you still asking if you should? of course, pig. high-waisted leggings will strongly emphasize the waist and your big buttocks ... marking and squeezing the tummy ... they will lie like a second skin. Leggings with a low waist will strongly emphasize the hips, spilling sides and a fat ass. Your over-eaten belly will stick out tighter and more by lifting it up through your pants. which variant do you choose? I recommend a short top for both variants, it's summer so you can't cover your tummy... I hope the top will cover your breasts... let me hold your belly from behind you don't have to put it on the counter, I'll check if it's full enough... eat until I say you're full pig

you forgot the fries pig one big package for one burger... well i'm here, you'd starve yourself. don't get up and lie on your side and I'll feed you and rub your belly remember whoever resists eating deserves a spanking... I'll bring a cake and ice cream... half a tray and a bag of ice cream will do? don't bother with jeans, leggings are comfortable and sexy... they will fit a big butt

Looking at you in this dress immediately makes me think of an all-inclusive vacation. A two-week holiday in a warm place, a 24-hour buffet and bar. We came on vacation to relax and spend time in luxury. You brought a whole suitcase with new holiday clothes, dresses, bikinis, shorts and blouses. In the room, he jokes that you bought so many new things that they probably won't be too small for you now like all the things you had from last year. We arrived at the hotel in the afternoon, a quick rest and we go to dinner. You are wearing a beautiful new ankle-length dress, casual and loose, suitable for a hot evening. The restaurant is open 24/7 and you can eat practically all day. You are very hungry after traveling all day. We came for dinner at 8 pm, the tables are laden with food and desserts. We sit down at the table and start eating, I see that you are hungry and eagerly start eating. One, two, three plates... the amount of food I bring to you on plates catches the eye of other people and restaurant staff. Food only fits on large plates and you devour portion after portion. I am glad that despite the hot climate, my guinea pig's appetite is still the same. It's time for dessert, cakes, cupcakes, ice cream... a whole buffet of sweets. After dinner, you can see that you have already become full and your tummy is visible despite the loose dress. Dessert ended with two scoops of ice cream and three pieces of cake. You look wonderful eating ice cream that gently drips down your chin and the dress is getting smaller. Leaving the restaurant, the belly protruded slightly from the loose dress. I guess I was wrong, if you eat pig like this every day, you'll outgrow that dress in two weeks. Look how stuffed you are, your belly sticks out despite the oversized dress. How tight the bikini under the dress must be tight on you fat boy. You pat your belly and tell me it's not as much as it could be... we're going to the bar to get you a beer... and then I'll rub that bloated big belly and fat ass. The next few days went like this... You lie by the pool, I fetch you snacks and drinks from the bar... watching your belly get rounder and bulging. Before dinner you go for a nap where he massages your fat belly and ass. Then we go to dinner where you gobble up 2 to 4 plates of food and dessert, some people at the buffet thought you were pregnant and "eating for two" watched you gobble down portion after portion and I stroke your tummy in between. Dinner ends the same and in the evening you look like you are hiding a beach ball under your dress and they get tighter and tighter. After a week of feeding you, most clothes start to get tight... bikinis start digging into your sides and belly over panties sticks out and shakes when you walk... every panties you took turned into thongs and they fit into your big and protruding buttocks . Breasts in bras are barely holding ... hips have become wider and loose summer dresses have changed into fitted dresses and emphasize every curve of the body. On the 10th day, during lunch, I had to convince the restaurant manager that we certainly had a full board package. He wanted to give you portions of food because he claimed you were eating for 3 grown men. Looking at you and your full belly at the table... you've actually eaten more than two people for dinner all day. In the evening after dinner we went to the bar, as usual you had 4 large beers to start... the dress that looked too big on you the first day... it got tight on a huge ass with lines of too small thongs that cut into the sides and they accentuate the belly over the mini... a stuffed full belly that's so full it doesn't shake when you walk... you stopped wearing bras none of them fit your breasts... the bikinis you have on barely cover your breasts. You reach for the phone on the low table and suddenly... fabric tearing can be heard throughout the bar... it's your dress that has torn down the buttocks and the side of your stomach... how sexy it was the way everyone is looking at you and your fat ass is pouring out of the torn material... on the side of the dress you can see a eaten belly. I quickly took off my shirts and tried to cover you, but the shirt was only enough to cover my ass, we quickly went to the room.... Last day, going to the pool from the morning, even though you didn't eat anything, you barely fit into your bikini, even though your dress broke a few days ago... you didn't restrain yourself in eating and I was just encouraging you and feeding you, it was so sexy. The bikini was at the breaking point... you haven't eaten a thing and your belly looks like the first night after the big dinner... sticks out far forward and shakes as you walk along with a huge ass and breasts that are barely held in a bra... at the pool I didn't let you go even on the last day... I had to help you get up from the deckchair so I stuffed you with pizza and beer from the bar. Lunch and dinner is a feast of gluttony... you asked me not to bring you dessert anymore because you're too full. Last evening and return to the room after visiting the bar where the bartender had already poured a jug of beer for you before we arrived. The oversized summer dress turned into a very heel and fitted evening dress over the course of the stay. Every detail of your figure is visible... beautiful big belly which in the evening I am not able to hug you around the waist as I cuddled from behind at the bar... I felt how stuffed and hard it was from food and beer... round wide and sticking out the back which sways with each step along with the breasts that spill out of the neckline of the dress... there is a luggage scale on the way to the room in the hotel lobby... I convinced you to step on it... we are both amazed when the scale showed increased weight by almost 9 kilograms. However, you managed to grow out of your new clothes, pig.....

That ass isn't that big yet... piggy. Only 3 kilos difference? Let's try to make it 5 kilos by dinner. We will stuff your belly so that it resembles a ball from a fitness club. You will have to buy much bigger t-shirts to cover your tummy.

Not only the belly is growing, I can see that the ass is getting wider and thicker. With such an ass, the two of us have to sit at family tables with benches instead of chairs that this fat ass can fit. Restaurant guests would complain when you walk between tables because you're rubbing their ass and belly... you're too fat I'd talk from behind your back and pat your bum as we walk between tables. I wonder if airlines have seats for such ass on planes ... where are we going on all inclusive?

Now I can't take my eyes off you. The belly and breasts look fantastic... and the ass? Are all your pants and underwear getting too tight? I hope so, I love your wide hips and big ass. All that remains is to take you to an Italian restaurant for a pasta festival. It would be wonderful to watch you devouring plate after plate. On the fourth order, people would be amazed at how many plates end up on our table. I'd have to call you fat in front of all the guests and the waitress... although on the other hand I'd massage your tummy under the table and unzip your skirt so you can stuff more in. I would order more dishes until the cooks ran out of pasta. Don't worry, there are also desserts, the chef will make you crem brue in a ** ... my guinea pig will not eat from some small bowls. Remember to wear stretchy clothes so I don't have to give you my jacket again to cover that big fat belly and ass. Although why cover you up, let them see how fat you are... we're going to McDonalds since there's no more pasta... I see your tummy isn't stuffed enough.

hello pig, I've only been gone for a few days... and you're spilling out of your clothes. How can you eat like that?! Just look at the shirt barely holding your breasts and your stomach starts to lie on your thighs. You look wonderful donut. I'd love to see you try on your old clothes, dresses, T-shirts and pants... it'll show how fat you are. Longing spanking for fat ass let it shake!🍑❤️

How much I would fatten you... as much as I want pig. Sit down and eat until I think you're full. At the rate at which I would feed you, you wouldn't enter your shower after a month.. neither sideways nor front. You'd be taking taxis to work if you had a belly that wouldn't fit between the steering wheel. You'd have to run the elevator to your house by yourself or it'll reach its load limit. The sink in the bathroom needs to be replaced... Your belly doesn't fit in the sink... The breakfast you eat would be enough for a family of three. Imagine ... a big belly, hanging and shaking as you walk ... you haven't seen your legs in a long time, whether you are standing or lying down, your fat belly hides them. The breasts fall to your neck when you lie down and look like two basketballs, I have to grab them with both hands to pick them up. The ass is so big and protruding that I often put things on it as a table ... only when you sit down things come off it. We have a private tailor who sews clothes for you. Open your mouth, another shake is coming... I see that the belly is empty pig. How many centimeters is your belly? It doesn't matter, certainly not enough if I can embrace you around the waist greedy fat pig has to have as much as I consider sufficient. Currently, it can be a measly 105 centimeters ... we can easily change it to 130 centimeters together ... if you're naughty, it can be more. your choice.