Look at you, trying to convince yourself this is just a little weight—what a joke. A little weight is what I put on after you broke up with me in high school, strutting around like the king of the world. Now you’re waddling through life, fatter than I ever imagined, with a flabby chest just as large as mine—a true pair of man tits. And then there’s your enormous gut, hanging down and blocking any hope of you seeing or reaching what’s left of your cock, completely engulfed by your fat pad. How would you even manage to fuck me with that giant belly in the way? Face it, you’re not the hunk you...

Look at you, trying to convince yourself this is just a little weight—what a joke. A little weight is what I put on after you broke up with me in high school, strutting around like the king of the world. Now you’re waddling through life, fatter than I ever imagined, with a flabby chest just as large as mine—a true pair of man tits. And then there’s your enormous gut, hanging down and blocking any hope of you seeing or reaching what’s left of your cock, completely engulfed by your fat pad. How would you even manage to fuck me with that giant belly in the way? Face it, you’re not the hunk you used to be; you ate him. The harsh truth is the attractive, confident man I once knew is gone, replaced by a grossly overweight, greedy, and gluttonous shadow of your former self. Admit it to me, here and now, Piggy, and maybe—just maybe—I’ll toss you a pity fuck.