just a little tidbit for ya. ok, fat boys. are ya still out there? coz, y'know i still dream of ya. yup. specifically, i dream of a fat boy who's grown so fat, he's a my mercy. i dream of a fat boy who's submissive ... who'll do anything i say. without question. i dream of a fat boy who's main quest in life is to grow incredibly obese. i dream of a fat boy who sits on the sofa, as i stuff him. and he's stroking his penis while i stuff his face. i'm stuffing food into his mouth with my hands. its messy. i like messy, fat boy. and i'm kissing his mouth with my own. i'm putting the food into my own mouth ... and then, fat boy ... i'm kissing you ... and then transferring the food from my mouth to yours. and you swallow it. its erotic. fat boy ... are you getting hard, yet? should i kiss you on the mouth some more? like this ..... mmmmmmmmmmm my big handsome, hunkaman. i love you, fat boy. sweat for me, handsome! lemme hear you moan a little louder. tell me, fat boy, should i kiss you some more? like this? did you like that fat boy? did it taste good? ahhhh - fat boy, you're cuming. keep stroking yourself, lover boy. fat boy, i wanna feel all that cum leak through your fat boy pants. oooooh, baby, you're soooo hard now. you're gonna cum any minute, lover. can you feel me kissing you fat boy? can you feel my hand on your crotch? i can feel you cuming. i can feel your cum its squirting out of your hard, throbbing penis, fat boy. that's some cum stain you got on your pants. i'll bet your mama's gonna wonder .... did my big fat boy pee his pants again? haha. if mama only knew, huh fat boy? well, who knows, sweetie. maybe i'm your mama, and you're my baby fat boy. do you dream of mama pampering ya, makin' ya feel oh so good? mama likes to stuff and stroke her fat baby boy. come on, fat boy, cum to mama. cum to mama. make mama proud. show me how fat my fat boy really is

gosh. i have been gone from this place awhile. i hadn't realized it had been quite this long. lots is going on for me. and i just haven't been in the head space for this stuff lately. i am making my way thru my email pile. and my myspace stuff, too. hope you fat boys are getting fatter!

hello my fat boy minions!
i do hope you continue to GORGE yourselves for me, your mistress.
four, five, six .... thousand calories per day, fat boy!
yes - i mean you! and you .... and YOU!
i want to get you so fat
that your fat boy boobs jiggle and quiver
each time you move.
i want to get you so fat
that you cannot reach your penis
that you cannot penetrate anything
and then fat boy,
i wll flop you over -
onto your gi-normous belly -
and plunge into you
with my strap-on
i will do this, fat boy,
at will!

does the thought of it
make you hard,
my fattie?
the thought of a hard, excited fat boy
does make my heart race
fat boy - stick your hand in your pants
and stroke yourself
you must feel hard by now
and so a little stroking
will only make you cum,
my fat boy,
while you think of how
your fat boy boobs will jiggle
as you crawl on all fours
to kiss my feet.


here is what i want you to do today, fat boy.

i want you to go to McDonald's, fat boy.
if you weigh over 300 pounds,
i want you to walk there
i want people to see
what my fat boy walking,
gettin' tired and breathing all heavy
i want them to see all that fat
jiggling and shimmeying
i want you to leave the house
without going to the bathroom,
fat boy ... the thought of a fat boy
pissing his fat boy pants,
while chugging and puffing
and lumbering down the street ...
it turns me on,
fat boy!

anyway ... McDonald's
go to the counter and order
10 BIG MACS and 2 supersized cokes
order this to eat in, fat boy
and then ... i want you
to take your tray to a booth
so that you have to squeeze
your fat belly into the seat
i want people to see
a fat boy struggle
i want you to sit near the children's play section,
if there is one in that restaurant, fat boy
there will be the best chance
to get publicly ridiculed fat boy
i want you to eat your 10 big macs
stuff them into your fat face
let food and sauce dribble down your chin
do not wipe your face
keep eating
don't stop until the 10 burgers
and the 2 drinks
are gone
and then, fat boy,
you may wipe your face and ...
i want you to go back to the counter
and order 5 orders of large fries
and 1 large chocolate milkshake
go back to your seat
and gorge yourself
fat boy stuff a handful of fries
into the fat mouth of yours
gorge down that milkshake
do not wipe your mouth
until you are finished
and then i want you to return to the counter
and order 3 hot fudge sundaes
and a large coke, fat boy
go back to your table
and gorge yourself
when you are done,
you may leave the restaurant,
fat boy, but not before
stopping at the counter
to order a large chocolate milkshake
to go
i want my fat boy
to walk out of that McDonald's
with something
decadant in his hands

while you're sitting in the restaurant, think of me, your goddess.
and how i will make you so fat you will have to wear a bra.
think of me riding you with a strap-on
get hard, fat boy, while you GORGE yourself
and ... fat boy ... you would be
such an obedient fat boy
if you came there in McDonalds
can you cum, fat boy,
without stroking yourself?
if you cannot ...
then pissing yourself
would suffice.

a reader requested a humiliation fantasy -
one in which he gets treated
like a penned-up animal.
my dear fat boy, click here.

i am working on the following at present:

1. helpless fat boy-baby fantasy
2. force feeding-gorging fat boy fantasy
3. fat boy humiliation fantasies

some will appear here and others, at the blogger site.
i will post links when fantasies completed.

for those who want to eat -
your assignment, as always,
is 5000 calorie per day.
the goddess insists
that you right now
go and eat 2 dozen donuts.
don't just eat them, fat boy.
STUFF THEM into
that fat mouth of yours.

WHAT ARE YA WAITIN' FER?
GET GORGING!

you ARE gorging yourself right now ... aren't you, fat boy?
here some ideas for a little snack ...
1 pound of ground beef - the regular kind, not the lean kind
pasta - macaroni shapes ... or spirals ... your choice
a package mix for a cream (ie white) sauce - ie like Knorrs Alfredo Sauce
(mix the cream sauce using a mixture of heavy cream and whole milk and butter)
1 loaf of pre-made garlic bread

*cook the ground beef. DO NOT drain it. leave all the fat in the fry pan. while you fry the beef, you also boil the pasta - make lots, you can always save the excess (if any). also, you follow the package directions to make the sauce. this you could do in a microwave ... read the instructions ... and use the cream-milk mixture mentioned above. mix the ground beef, the cooked and drained pasta and the sauce all together. serve with the garlic bread, which you should have been warming in the oven. *

i want you to eat the WHOLE THING. and then go find yourself a dozen jambusters - for dessert.

gorge yourself fat boy.

you better be gorging yourselves as you read this!
have you consumed your required 5,000 calories per day?
check the new calorie counter i've add @ the bottom this page.
also, i now have a tag board - a cBOX ... yeaay
so, fat boyz leave me a l'il message, k?
unfortunately, windows lives spaces does not like the cBOX html code
and so the link at the top of the left sidebar will take you to the tag board's url

i have fixed the broken links on the myspace profile.
so, now people can add me and send messages there, if they like.
i am working on some more fat boy fantasies
and also some more bdsm-type fat boy fantasies.
they will appear on blogger some time soon.
i will post the link here.

i want you, fat boy, to imagine yourself so very fat. a gigantic fat baby. wearing a diaper. imagine it fat boy. sitting there, while i stuff your face to the point of regurgitation. i will make you eat so much you puke, fat boy. and then when you beg for mercy i will make you rise from your seat, kneel down and kiss my feet. and beg me. for mercy. i laugh as your enormous mounds of jiggling and quivering fat make a dull thud sound as you hit the ground. fat boy, you are so morbidly obesely gigantic that the ground shakes when you fall. can you feel the sharp of my boot heel digging into your fat, dimpled bum? there you go fat boy ... and i stuff a few more donuts into your mouth, my piggy. do you want some more ...?

know what turns me on about a really fat boy? its watching him struggle under all his enormous weight. fat boys, that's a huge erotic turn on for yours truly. just hearing the sound of his heavy breathing, and listening to the sounds he makes, heaving his body into motion. and watching that heavy, awkward movement of all his fat ... waddling i guess we call it. thinking about all that, boys ... just gets my heart racin'!

what i'd really like is to watch a video (ie like YouTube style) of a fat boy with a hanging belly stroking himself and cuming for the camera. oh yeah, this boy would be so fat, his belly would hang alot ... and he would have to sort of push it out of the way or lift it up to reach his penis. and as he got more and more excited ... his fat belly and boobs would jiggle even more erotically. and ... of course i'd want to hear all the soft moans this fat boy makes as he gets closer ... closer ... i'd like to see this fat boy's face ... when he cums. it would be even hotter if this fat boy could now and then stuff his mouth with donuts from a nearby donut box in this sexy fat boy video. and ... to hear the sound of this fat boy stuffing his face ... and eating his donuts. ahhhh ... that would be delightful.

i wonder ... are there any budding movie makers among any of you fat boys? lol ... maybe i should have a little contest, ha ha: "fat boys submit your fat boy video clips .... the hottest one wins-- " hmmmm, that's my problem. what does the hottest video win? i'll have to think on that i suppose.

anyway ... just some more of my thoughts on sexy fat boys.
please do keep sending me your pics.
i do so love pictures of really fat boys
... with breats.

are you stuffing yourselves fat boys?

stuff ... gorge ... and then gorge some more.
can you gorge yourself so much that you vomit?
i dare you, fat boy!

hello my fat boys. hoping you all had a fabulous christmas and ate lots, lots, lots. there should be no leftovers, fat boys, when you are around. please keep the emails and pics coming ... and also, any fat boy fantasies/ideas you may have. i am now on myspace, just so y'all know ... ilikefatboys ... so if you got a profile there, add me, baby!

ooooh fat boy ... are ya stuffing yourself right now?
are you gorging yourself to the point of vomitting?
fat boy, the thought is soooo ultimately sexy.
fat boy i dream of
having you plant your big fat blubbery body against a wall
and of padding your big fat, jiggling bum
with my paddle!
ooooh fat boy, can you hear the sound
of my paddle smacking your soft, blubber?
i know its making you hungry, big boy
and so i will stuff a chocolate eclair or 2
into your mouth, while i paddle you.
and fat boy ... how's about you bend over
just a little ... so i can ride you
from behind with my strap-on?
or ... fat boy ... if you prefer the personal touch,
then perhaps i should just stick a finger or 2
up your beautiful, fat bum?
just think of letting it all go, my fat baby.
are ya lettin' it all go ... ?
can ya feel my finger, wiggling up in your big fat ass?
your entire fat body is a jigglin' and a quiverin'
and you are such a SEXY fat boy!

whew! that's got me all worked up.
have a very phat day, fat boys.
do keep eating ....
and do tell what you've been eating,
if you feel like it ...

here are some ideas ....
make your self an omlette
with a dozen eggs,
lots of gooey cheese,
and fatty meats - like
bacon, ground beef
even some ham
drink some heavy cream
fry yourself something
in lard, butter, lots of grease
eat 4 dozen donuts
eat a few cheesecakes
gorge yourself on christmas chocolates
eat several packages of jumbo-sized
hot dog weiners ...
eat mounds and mounds of sugar
right outta the bag
drink meal replacement shakes
with your meal ... these have lots
of yummy calories for you, fat boy!

there ... have i given you enuf
to work with?

press on fat boy!

merry christmas, fat boys!
i hope y'all are gorging yourselves
on every food you can find
dive into that turkey,
fat boy and stuff your face!

i gotta a little homework
for my fat boy ....
any fat boy takers?

ok fat boy,
i want you to
stuff yourself
with sweets -
donuts, shortbread, fudge
cake sugar, egg nog
fat boys - just stuff yourself
for 3 hours (go for 4 if you can)
and fat boy,
while you're stuffing your face
i want you to stroke yourself
yes fat boy ... make yourself hard
and make yourself cum
right there, sitting in your chair
while you stuff your face
with fattening treats
and, fat boy,
you can write me
or message me
and tell me all about it

c'mon fat boy ....
perform for me!
gorge yourself
stroke yourself
take those sweet sticky hands
and stroke yourself.
be my boy toy
fat boy!


and

here's my favourite fudge recipe for y'all to try ...

you need to get (1) some baker's chocolate - sweet or semi-sweet, depends on your taste; (2) sugar - how much sort of depends on what chocolate you use, and taste - its a trial and error thing, hun; (3) condensed milk. what you do is melt the baker's chocolate - sometimes you can do this in the microwave, but you could burn it ... i prefer to melt it over a pot of hot water. after you've melted the chocolate ... you add the condensed milk and sugar ... and nuts if you want ... and you stir it all up in a pot on low heat on the stove ... until the mixture gets smooth. then you pour the mixture into a pan and let it set in the fridge for a while.

yummm ... its good, ain't it?

fat hung from his frame. cascading pouches of soft, deeply creased flesh. gelatin like, quivering and shimmeying gently with each, heavy step.

his arms swung freely at his sides as he heaved himself into motion. continuous effort. continuous, heavy motion. his arms - soft, ripe flaps. fleshful wings. pendulous. enormous, tender bulk.

the fat hung like sacks from his face. a ruddy rosacea complexion. hot. panting. chugging. puffing. he grunted quietly each time he stepped forward.

his weight, pendulous, flapping. his belly - a series of sagging pouches of fat. sagging pouches that dangled. pressing against his sausage-like thighs. she imagined, pressing against his penis and squeezing his scrotum.

she watched him move. with a throbbing groin. his motion: liquid. viscous liquid. thick. heavy. tentative. stepping with uncertainty. she could not take her eyes off him as she watched cascading pouches of ripe, pulsing flesh shimmey. deeply creased soft alabaster fat. thick sheets of it, quivering in a cascading motion. cascading. cascading.

she caught the 1:40 bus. the same one as yesterday. she hoped she would see him again. deliciously fat. morbidly obese. she liked to roll these words around slowly in her head, she liked the way the letters sounded as they tumbled together. m-o-r-b-i-d-l-y o-b-e-s-e. ahh. she said it to herself a few more times. it made her blood tingle.

she boarded the bus. and spotted her beauty, sitting there in the back. a hunk of round, soft white flesh. she could see the tender, succulent folds throught his tightly fitted shirt. a picture of essential beauty. he appeared as though he would burst out of himself any moment. so very fat. obese. chubby.

she sat on the seat over the wheel. perpendicular to his own. her leg touched his ever-so-slightly. she did not move her leg. he did not move his. she watched him out of the corner of her eye. the heaving rise and fall of his chest. the audibility of his breathes. his fleshy pink hands in a sluggish and thick motion. the quivering of his mountainous body at every bump in the road.

he wore shorts. and a short-sleeved shirt. her groin throbbed as she spied his spilling belly thru her eye's corner. and his breasts, round and pendulous - they looked ripe and delicious, perched above his belly. and she imagined what beauty of motion this obese man exhibited with his gait. always a treat to see - an very obese person walking. erotic. incredibly erotic.

and so her mind wandered to other thoughts. like, how she wanted to fuck him. feel his tender sagging white belly flesh press against her, flapping audibly as he thrust himself in her. the sensation of his massive sagging flesh pressing her, fucking her. it made her cum seated there on the bus

she fantasized about his naked body. about slowly and gently undressng his naked body, letting the clothing drop to the ground unnoticed. about caressing his raw, pulsing and soft flesh. and running her fingretips along the creases and folds that covered his obese body. about watching him intently, all her energy focussed on him. about him standing before her, motionless, naked, vulnerable and bathing in her adoration.

about drawing her tongue along the auricle of his ear. brushing her lips along his smooth, plump face. eyes opened. feeling his breathing quicken - watching him close his eyes with intensity - the intensity of erotic feeling. stroking his lips with her own. plump, soft, warm. caressing his mouth with a delicate french kiss.

about squeezing his succulent breasts in her hands. then teasing his nipples with her fingers. focussing. focussing. on him. on the arousal rising in his body - a slow and steady tidal wave. hearing him quietly moan. and smiling to herself. drawing her tongue around his erect nipples. again. again. again. again.

moans rising from his throat - gutteral, naked, primordial. sliding down in front of him, brushing her lips along his body and moving onto her knees. grabbing his sagging hip fat squeezing, kneading. and then, sliding her hands carefully between his sagging dimpled thighs. separating the creased flesh from itself.

reaching gently for his penis. tugging ever-so-gently. rubbing his shaft. stroking it. tickling the tip with her fingertips. harder. harder. harder still. she feels his penis throbbing in her hand. throbbing. pulsing. delicate.

panting. puffing. chugging. heaving. his breathing - so very heavy. like his body. heavy. quivering. flapping- uncontrollable - and shaking of sagging, fleshy creases. taking him in her mouth. an orgasmic rush, rising in this fat man. moaning. twitching. throbbing. cuming. unstoppable. erotic. beautiful. stunning. fat man standing. fat man cuming.

hey! psssst. hey FAT BOY!
yeah, fat boy, i mean you.
listen ...
i have an assignment for you, fat boy.
i would love to read about you
stuffing your face with donuts
and stroking yourself
until you cum in your pants, fat boy.
that turns me on, baby.
tell me about your fantasies,
fat boy.
what would you have me do?
here's how i would start, fat boy.
i would have you sit naked, on the couch,
wearing a giant diaper,
while i shove large quantities
of lard, grease, butter, heavy cream ...
into your mouth.
imagine, my fat baby,
i am stuffing such vast amounts
of food into your mouth
that you regurgitate some of it ...
and regurgited food dribbles
along your chubby face
and down your chins.
does it turn you on, fat boy?
are you getting hard, fat boy?
tell me ....
fat boy ... i wanna make you
cream your pants.

hello fat boys,
i am calling you!
i am a sucker for a fat boy
with a large, soft, sagging belly
and giant, round breasts
that hang heavily
i also enjoy a fat boy
with a big, quivering ass
if that's you, fat boy,
then i want to make you fatter
i want to be your ultimate dream dominatrix
i am into feeding, stuffing, spanking
and i'm even have some voyeuristic tendencies.
it can get as kinky as you want, fat boy.
get in touch with me ...
email me ...
add me to your friends' list
or both.
eat a whole lot
and be merry this holiday.
i like pink elephants and i really like very fat boys alot, too.