I've been working out for a few months and I'm starting to develop so much muscle! Before this I was losing and losing, I've lost 90lbs! I already need heavier weights, I can do 10lbs so easy. My goal is to be fat fit as fuck. I've noticed that you've tried to start getting fit too... I don't want that. I don't like fit men, at all. I like my men soft & round! I want to get a harder, muscular body- and I want your body to be a nice juxtaposition against mine. A hard body against a soft body! Being strong is going to be -my- thing, not yours! Your thing is going to be gaining and gaining and gaining some more! I'm already so much stronger than you- with all the muscle I develop I can pin you down and feed you any time I want. I get so aroused talking about how I'm going to make you gag on all the fattening foods I want to eat... how I'm going to psychically feed you! You can't deny how hot it is, me wanting to stuff you until your belly grows and grows. I'm going to be your fit-fat-feeder. I'm going to stuff you until you get immobile. Once you're super big and dependent on me- you'll be my work out! Moving you around, getting you into the shower- I won't need dumb bells! I'll just need my big fat scooter pig! We've only just begun.... I put you on a huge calorie surplus diet and you have to record everything you eat so I can see that you're doing it... and see how many calories I need to jam down your throat!