Not to brag, but I’m a bit of a human garbage disposal. I mean, how the fuck do you think I got to this size? I’ll literally eat anything—from the finest meals to pig slop. Whatever it is, it’s going in my belly. I just want to feel my gut stretch, to indulge, to consume. I’m a bottomless pit, never fully satisfied. A slot machine you have to keep feeding, draining you of everything. I’ll take anything and everything you give me, and still, it won’t be enough. I’ll keep begging for more. Always more. It’s not just about the food—it’s about the act of surrendering to my hunger, the power of knowing that no matter what you give, it’ll never be enough. Watching you try to satisfy me, only for me to keep reaching, keep devouring, keep demanding, is the ultimate rush. Your effort, your resources, your attention—all swallowed up, leaving you as empty as I am full. And still, I’ll crave more. Because I’m not just eating; I’m consuming. Everything. **** Clip features: feedee brat, tight jean shorts, gaining gfe elements
