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The fattest sow runs her fin..
🕑 Added 2023-03-17 20:05:26 +0000 UTC
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The fattest sow runs her finger playfully down the crest of your massive belly. One of the other pig-girls brings forth a funnel. The fattest sow begins to speak, “Do you know what this Pig?”. You nod knowingly. The fattest sow continues speaking, “This is a testament to your gluttony. Every living thing must eat but this, this isn’t eating. This is fulling yourself full of calorie laden slop for the soul purpose of getting every fatter.”
A soft moan escapes your lips as your cock throbs. You can feel fat pressing against your shaft. You’ve gotten fatter than you ever thought possible. You must easily weigh close to 600 lbs at this point. You can feel your belly laying heavily over your crotch and onto your thighs. You feel pinned down by your own weight. You want to buck against your belly hang but you’re unable to from your seated position. There’s just too much fat weighing you down. This makes your cock ooze with precum. Your balls ache for release. As you open your mouth to beg for release the fattest sow shoves the funnel in.
Thick, rich, creamy slop starts to flow into your mouth. Instinctively you start sucking it down. After being hooked to a feeding machine you can easily keep pace with a manual pour. You greedily suck on the mouthpiece of the funnel. As with every other time you’ve been funneled you can’t get enough. It tastes so very good. It’s not just the taste. The fattest sow was right, you love what the funnel does to you. How it leaves you painfully full and feeling like you just might burst. Thousands of calories overfilling your poor overstretched and overworked gut that are going to be processed into nothing other than FAT. You moan around the full greedily gulping it down as fast as possible.
The fattest sow begins rubbing your massive gut. It feels so good as you’re getting funneled. You’re almost purring as you gulp down the liquid calories. You can feel yourself starting to fill. The slop runs dry and you look at the pig-girl funneling you longingly. “Aww does this Pig need more slop? May I funnel him again Mistress?”, she says, looking from you to the fattest sow. “Yes, you may”, she says with authority. The pig-girl starts to pour a fresh 2 liter of slop into the funnel. You feel your balls ache for release with every greedy slurp. You’re so turned on. You’re in a feeding frenzy now. You can’t stop. You just want MORE. “Look at him go!”, the funneling pig-girl exclaims. “Yes he’s the greediest hog that’s ever been brought to us.”, she says playfully.
You smell something over the smell of the sugary slop you’re gulping down by the mouthful. Something savory. You’re so full as you finish up the last mouthful of creamy slop. You’ve consumed 4 liters of pure fattener. You feel tight as a drum. Your brain and stomach are both telling you that you’re too full to continue but you need more. “Is this what you want, Pig?”, the fattest sow says teasingly as she lets you smell a massive cheesesteak smothered in cheese and bursting from the roll. “Are you sure you might not just pop if you eat all this too?”, she teases in a challenging way. She knows that you need this as much as she wants to see it. You reach towards the savvy sub but she swats your meaty paw away. “I’ll let you finish it Pig. I want to be the one that gives you the first big bit after all that sweet calorie laden slop you just chugged.”, she says as she brings the cheesesteak to your lips. You take a huge bite, your cheeks puffed up like a chipmunk. The fattest sow starts rubbing your poor overstretched, overfilled, and overfed gut. It feels so very good. You forget about your aching balls for a moment as the fullness of your stomach and the post glut stupor sets in. The pig-girls gather around you. They start whispering in your ear words of encouragement as they kiss your flabby neck, chest, and shoulders. “Eat for us.”, they begin to say sensually in unison. You shovel bite after bite of the gooey savory cheesesteak into your greedy maw. As you finish the last bite you feel like you truly might burst.
Your body struggles to deal with the onslaught of calories. All that grease, fat, sugar, and carbs. “Here, drink this, it will help calm that poor overfilled tummy.” the fattest sow says as she hands you a giant glass of ginger-ale. It’s ice cold and seems refreshing. You can’t believe you’re about to put even more into your poor stomach. You slowly sip the ale but it feels so good going down that you start to chug. Within seconds its inside you. Chugging the pop so quickly has made you gassy.
The pig-girls all gather around you and start to rub your giant gut. A series of digestive noises followed by a slew of burps follows. Your cheeks burn red as a long and loud fart rumbles through your ass crack. The pig-girls all giggle and fan their hands in front of their noses. “What a Pig you are.”, the fattest sow says with amusement. She pushes down on your stomach and to your horror you burp right in her face. “Oh Piggy.”, she says as she sits back and fans her hand in front of her nose. “Are you embarrassed of what you’ve become? Burping & farting in the presence of all these hot women. You’re more of a hog than a man now, aren’t you?”, she says with authority. Her tone of voice makes you blush as you feel like you’re being scolded. The embarrassment of the situation makes your balls ache again. You remember your throbbing cock sitting under the slab of lard that’s your gut.
“You must choose Pig. Do you want us to play with this big lardy gut while we continue to embarrass you for being such a greedy gluttonous hog? Or would you like us to lift up this hefty gut and make that throbbing cock cum?”, she says in the most sensual sultry manner.
