Mmm, the winter months always mean one thing for me: gluttony. I love eating up a storm over winter, when I'm wearing lots of coats and jeans. I chat to you about everything I've eaten over the last two days, listing every last meal and snack and then explain where all those snacks have gone - right to my glorious fat ass. I tease you with my enormous round ass and my teeny little waist, telling you all about how it's only going to get bigger and rounder as winter goes on. As I talk and tease I snack on a block of cheese - two in fact. As I eat you can practically see my ass getting bigger! ...

Mmm, the winter months always mean one thing for me: gluttony. I love eating up a storm over winter, when I'm wearing lots of coats and jeans. I chat to you about everything I've eaten over the last two days, listing every last meal and snack and then explain where all those snacks have gone - right to my glorious fat ass. I tease you with my enormous round ass and my teeny little waist, telling you all about how it's only going to get bigger and rounder as winter goes on. As I talk and tease I snack on a block of cheese - two in fact. As I eat you can practically see my ass getting bigger!