"I'm sorry, man. I . . . I just can't look at you any more. I'm really sorry, 'cause I know that's what you paid for, but . . . I just can't. I mean, you're so fuckin' obese it's fuckin' disgusting, dude. This is really what gets you off? What makes you cum? Exposing your horrible, blubbery, fat belly and massive man-tits; gorging down massive quantities of greasy pizza and whacking off while a young muscular guy like me flexes for you? Seriously? I mean, not only are you so fuckin' fat it's hard to look at you without puking, but I'm actually worried you're gonna have a fuckin' heart attack. I mean, you told me you weigh over 850 lbs, man; and you just ate six extra-large pizzas, three gallons of ice-cream, four cheesecakes, two lasagnas and six-dozen donuts. How the fuck are you even alive, man?"
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