In deep (Patreon)

I had a thought today... I wondered if I could stop... if there was even an avenue for me to stop forcing myself fatter and to change my life. Is it even possible? It would take serious medical and rehabilitation intervention... and guess what... I still don’t think that would work. This is what I am now. I grow fat. I carry fat around and I have let fat run my life. There is nothing of my old life to go back to. All of the skinny healthy athlete parts of me are dead. Now I’m Porkins the pig. I grow and carry the fat. Men want to see me get huge... I won’t disappoint them. I carry the fat.