I'm bent over looking for something when I turn around and catch you staring at my big fat ass. I talk about how fat I've gotten over quarantine, and the hand you've played in my weight gain. I giggle and strip into my bra and panties as I call myself all sorts of deprecating names, like a whale and a blimp, and make jokes about my weight. Finally, I ask where you're taking me to eat tonight. You decide to take me to my favorite buffet and I'm elated. The camera cuts to me walking back into the living room after our meal. I'm struggling and stumbling with my pants unbuttoned and belches erupting from my lips. My belly is absolutely bursting out of my unzipped jeans as I ever-so-slowly make my way to the couch. I talk about how much I ate at the buffet and how hard it was to walk to the car and get home- I thought you'd have to roll me out or use a forklift! I continue telling you how stuffed I am and burping until the video ends.