You're gone. A gluttonous blob has long replaced any semblance of who you were. You're just an overfeed, overindulgent, lazy cow focused only with eating. I have to mourn the old you, the you that could get around without struggling to breathe or hold a conversation without stuffing your face. You don't look the same; you don't think the same, you don't eat the same.... you're just a giant fat pig. God forbid you don't have something to eat every twenty minutes; you'll have a heart attack. You're gone, lost to obesity. *** Clip features: female fat admirer, teasing (extreme), fat shaming, female feeder elements