This year, I’m training to be Santa’s big, fat, heavy helper. Think about it, I’d be absolutely perfect for it - I would accompany Santa to all the houses on Christmas Eve (he’d have to use some magic and muscle to push and squeeze me down the chimney) and whilst he is busy with delivering the presents, I would be the one helping him eat l the milk and cookies at every home. Such a perfect job for the Plump Princess! Sigh, it’s eating that way that has caused me to grow so big and fat and heavy in the first place, isn’t it? As I eat cookies and drink milk, I fat-talk and make sure to shake,...

This year, I’m training to be Santa’s big, fat, heavy helper. Think about it, I’d be absolutely perfect for it - I would accompany Santa to all the houses on Christmas Eve (he’d have to use some magic and muscle to push and squeeze me down the chimney) and whilst he is busy with delivering the presents, I would be the one helping him eat l the milk and cookies at every home. Such a perfect job for the Plump Princess! Sigh, it’s eating that way that has caused me to grow so big and fat and heavy in the first place, isn’t it? As I eat cookies and drink milk, I fat-talk and make sure to shake, knead and show off my growing, big, soft, squishy belly, then get up, turn around and bend over to shake and slap my big, fat, round perfect ass. Sigh, this growing girl is getting so fat for the holidays!