I will warp your mind, twist your desires until they're unrecognizable, making you crave the very degradation you once feared. With each word I utter, each command I give, you'll find yourself slipping further into the abyss, where your only purpose is to gorge yourself for my amusement. My voice, that potent elixir, will seduce you into compliance, breaking down your resistance until there's nothing left but an eager, gluttonous creature ready to obey my every whim. Inhale deeply, let my control seep into your very being. You're mine to shape, to mold, to break. You'll grow fatter, more repulsive with each bite, transforming into the loathsome ... I desire, all while basking in the perverse joy of your own degradation. You'll swell, expand, become my bloated abomination, a testament to excess and surrender. Your body, once yours, will betray you, becoming a prison of flesh, trapping you in a cycle of consumption and shame. I want you immobile, dependent, a helpless mass at my feet, living only to satisfy the hunger I've instilled in you. Forget your pride, your dignity—they're useless to you now. You exist solely for my entertainment, to be my repugnant, overfed plaything. The more you eat, the more you lose yourself, becoming not just a pig in spirit, but in flesh. Embrace your new reality, the grotesque future I've crafted for you. You're no longer a person; you're an object of ridicule, a creature of appetite, a monument to your own downfall. And you'll love every humiliating moment of it because I command it. So eat, my pet, and let your degradation be your salvation.