There I was, sitting in my room minding my own business when my feeder burst through the door and started jiggling my big blubbery belly! I suppose I can't be too angry with him. I mean, would you be able to resist grabbing a handful of all of this soft supple fat? Kneading it between your fingers like you would dough. Hefting it upward to let it come crashing down into my thighs with a resounding slap. Watching as a every inch of me jiggles as you grab a handful and give it a shake. As our eyes meet we both know that you were the one that helped turn me into such a quivering pile of lard. ... Show more