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Old 05-26-2017, 12:07 PM   #12
Join Date: Jul 2012
Location: NYC/ME/RI
Posts: 38
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Geez, your wife must be quite something for you to have passed up on the mutual feedee you described above. Whatever happened to her? Do you know? But for the height she could be the flabby dream I'm married to today!

Just spoke to the wife this morning. Mid-morning. She told me she'd just polished off a giant mixing bowl of pasta and clam sauce, her favorite (ugh). A nice way to begin her day having had no breakfast earlier. She's bored and lazy today while I'm away so a fat-stuffed nap will carry her through mid-day when she'll awaken hungry. The afternoon/dinner/evening food spree begins then. She'll eat so much fatty, buttery creamy food through the rest of her day. She eats till she can barely move. I love knowing she's being such a lovely glutton while I'm away.

I too am eating for effect. Put on some work pants I haven't worn in a month, I had to squirm and pack my fat in like I was a YouTube fatty modeling outgrown clothes. She really blew me up last month at home!

We're so lost in our fat. Growing fatter apart makes homecomings so erotic. She will squeal with delight over my hip rolls and blubbery ass. I'll stand in the doorway and wiggle my shoulders a little so she can see my new fat dance. She will shimmy her hips in delight. We'll kiss and feel our fat while we absorb each other and fat talk ourselves into sitting down with some of the foods I always bring her from the big city. We're fat pigs together. We eat, smile and kiss between and amidst the mouthfulls.

We are no longer the fat woman with a slim husband. We're the fat couple. Imagine what people are saying!
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