I don't understand fatty love

[sloth]

I remember watching a documentary about feeders. It was by and large fucking horrendous, but i'll never forget the closing shot: a frail,slight man resting his head serenely on the flabby, outstretched buttock of an enormous butter troll sat beside him - sleeping like a baby while she gazed into middle distance with an expression that could be forgiven for blank were it not for the lingering melancholy in her eyes. You could see the conflict between her base desire for the pounds of lard he was shovelling into her facehole and the dim realisation she wasn't being fed for her own enjoyment but rather in some grotesque fashion solely for his sexual gratification.

This was the same guy who'd custom-built their house with giant doors for her bloated hippo frame and 'rest stops' between rooms for when I guess the journey got too taxing.

So yeah, the internet has made me realise that no matter what you are looking at, whatever the moment, there is someone somewhere who would find it furiously arousing.