I caught you staring at my belly. My shirts have been so tight since I've gained all of this weight and my big belly always hangs down and peeks out for you to see. You love it. I tease you with it. Jiggling it, moaning and telling you how soft and squishy it is. How good its going to feel when you stuff me full of fattening foods until it bloats - making it so big and hard for you to rub. I show you all of the new stretch marks I've gotten, tell you how often I binge eat to make my belly full and tight. I want you to make me fatter. Will you please make my belly grow?