When you found out you lost your job, at first, you were distressed, when we discussed the situation however we realized we didn't really need your income, and you could take time to relax and enjoy life before getting a job again.

You soon realized however, laying about the house all day was not without consequence, and there was an uncomfortable truth that you were struggling to button your pants.

I offered to buy you new clothes, and you made a mental note to start working out.

Several months later, you realized with horror your once flat stomach was now bulging over your pants, and the strap of your bra was not only digging into your backside, but your breasts were now spilling out of the cups.

With distress you told me you were out of control, all you did was sit around and eat. To your surprise, I mentioned I didn't mind and I liked the feeling of taking care of you. While this mitigated your distress, you promised yourself you'd try to get your weight under control.

Fast forward to today, you're lying on the couch, pantsless as you've long outgrown your last pair and haven't felt motivated to leave the house to get more. Food wrappers lay scattered all around you, crinkling l as you shift your body into a more comfortable position. You hope I get home soon, your plump middle grumbles with hunger, but you're so, so relaxed you think you can wait until I return so I can bring you food and you don't have to lift a finger.

Hello, fat fetishist here. I'm hoping to play out a fantasy today of indulging a fat, lazy housewife. Enabling all her bad behaviors as she gets bigger and bigger.

Kinks are negotiable, but I do place a limit on beast, blood, excessive violence and scat.

Personally, I like fat, belly stuffing, force feeding, bondage, exhibitionism and water sports.

If this prompt interests you, please send a chat including your age, and own kinks and limits.