Look at me... sitting in your lap, stuffing my face, too heavy to move.
I wasn't always like this. But you made me soft.
You made me lazy. And now? I can't stop.

You know kneeling like this makes my knees hurt.
I'm too heavy for my own body now. And it's all because of you.

You keep feeding me, and rubbing my belly.
And I just keep getting softer and lazier.
I used to be fit. I used to try. And now, all I think about is food.
And so this is what I do- I laze around and you bring everything to me.
And I let you play with my fat body.

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Look at me... sitting in your lap, stuffing my face, too heavy to move.
I wasn't always like this. But you made me soft.
You made me lazy. And now? I can't stop.

You know kneeling like this makes my knees hurt.
I'm too heavy for my own body now. And it's all because of you.

You keep feeding me, and rubbing my belly.
And I just keep getting softer and lazier.
I used to be fit. I used to try. And now, all I think about is food.
And so this is what I do- I laze around and you bring everything to me.
And I let you play with my fat body.

You love it, don't you? The way I've ruined myself for you.
The way my belly hangs and my tits have stretchmarks of their own.
The way my whole body jiggles when you touch me.

I shouldn't give in to you enabling me. I should resist. But I can't.
You made me this way- helpless, spoiled and totally yours.
But, baby, please don't stop. Keep feeding me. Keep rubbing me.
And I'll keep stuffing myself for you.