You ain't done eatin' till this Southern muscle boy says so (Patreon)

“Well it sure feels to me like there’s still room in this gut, fat boy. What the fuck you mean you feel “full”. Ain’t no fuckin’ “full” when I play, you greedy fuck. You’re full when I say so and not before, do I make myself clear? Damn straight I do. You’re my toy, you get it? My morbidly obese blob who I can treat however I damn well please. You ain’t leavin’ this couch today, pig. You just gonna sit there, weighed down by your own disgusting lard, while I stuff you till I say you’re done. Shut the fuck up, piggy. Only time you open your mouth from now on is when I shove your slop in. Fuck, you’re gonna be so fuckin’ obese when I’m through with you, you fat fuck.”