You've become quite the fatty lately, taking comfort in food and making bad decisions.

Your health is very important to Step-Mommy but you cry like a litte pig when Step-Mommy slaps the fork from your hand and try and blame her for all the wiggle in your middle.

You use to be such a cutie patootie but lately your fat gut is really making Step-Mommy ill. Step-Mommy was so happy when you started eating like a big boy but apparently she has given you too much responsibility to handle.

All the cookies you have hidden under your bed, all the candy in your closet. Such ...

You've become quite the fatty lately, taking comfort in food and making bad decisions.

Your health is very important to Step-Mommy but you cry like a litte pig when Step-Mommy slaps the fork from your hand and try and blame her for all the wiggle in your middle.

You use to be such a cutie patootie but lately your fat gut is really making Step-Mommy ill. Step-Mommy was so happy when you started eating like a big boy but apparently she has given you too much responsibility to handle.

All the cookies you have hidden under your bed, all the candy in your closet. Such a bad little fatty!

So step-mommy is going to put you on a liquid diet. You cry, you whine. You don't want to diet, you want to eat all your favorite foods. OK but if you want to be a fat little pig, there will be no more snuggles, no more cuddles, because step-mommy doesn't like you pudgy at all.

So, your choice. You live off this milk pumped from Step-Mommy's breasts which is plenty to keep you happy, healthy, fit and alive. Or you eat whatever you want, and be a gross little piggy all by yourself. The decision is yours.