As I lay back on the sofa, my feeder rubbed my HUGE, ballooning belly. He had just finished stuffing me full of pizza & cakes! As I watched him jiggle my bloated gut, I began to tell him how much fatter I wanted him to make me. It wasn’t long before he began to join in & talk about the plans for my immobility. He thinks I am destined to be a MASSIVE immobile blob one-day & I must confess, I find that VERY exciting!