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.