clip request:  The setting takes place as if you and I have met in person for the first time. May you wear that lovely pink shirt, and a pair of black leggings that are rolled up to your knees? Underneath, you are wearing a tight bra and underwear, but you will not remove your clothes during the video. I ask that you act as if you have always wanted to see me, and you are so excited to meet me in person. Before this video, please eat a very big meal and push your belly out for the entirety of this video. You know that I love your big round belly, along with you your massive thighs and ass, but you have recently started taking yoga lessons in hopes that you will lose some weight. I finally arrive to your home after a long plane ride from my home country. I wait for you to come home after hearing that you have gone out to exercise. You return after a yoga session, but not before eating a massive lunch with all kinds of fattening food. You wear the pink shirt and black yoga pants that have the bottoms rolled up to your knees to show off your big, strong calves. You try to hide your fat belly, but the enormous lunch you just had is making it impossible. And it shows, because your shirt is rolling up to reveal your swollen belly full of food. You come to hug me with open arms, and your belly bumps into me because it is so big from food and . You want to tightly embrace me as a friend, and are so happy that you don’t even notice that your belly actually pushed me back a little bit. You hope that my trip was not stressful, and that you are happy and excited to finally meet me in person. You tell me that you are glad that I bought you many gifts, and want to show me things that I bought you. You also feel excited to show me around your new town, and to take me out for a nice meal to celebrate. As you take off your shoes, you jiggle, and rather than panting and feeling pain, you feel content and well. You look happy and pat your belly as you sigh relief in finally getting your shoes off of your feet. I notice how big you have gotten, and tell you that you have gotten even bigger despite you wanting to lose weight. You look at your belly and tell me that you have accepted that you will never be skinny again, and that you love this big round belly that you have worked so hard to make. You rub and jiggle your belly, and lift it to watch your belly drop and bounce, all while taunting me with your thickness that you now love and embrace. You remind me that Ukrainian women are beautiful and powerful, and that you are still a strong woman, but you do love having a round, fat belly and being thicker than before. You try to roll down your pink shirt, the one that I love on you, but it is no use, and you cannot get it past your belly. You look concerned, and ask me if I do not like your belly anymore. I assure you that I not only love your belly, but that you look hotter than ever. Smiling, you remind me that I always wanted to worship you as the fat goddess that you are, and I look away in slight embarrassment. Yet, you reassure me that you love the way I feel about you. You tell me that you appreciate my love for your figure, and that it makes you feel special that someone appreciates you as much as I do, and consider me a very good, close friend. Or maybe, I add, you should fill your belly with plenty of for a bloat? I tell you that a beautiful woman like yourself should always feel the need to treat yourself, and that binging with food and is actually good for you, because you are beautiful no matter how you look. You delightfully agree, and notice that your belly is gurgling from overeating and will soon slosh from the large amount of liquid inside your bloated, stuffed belly. While grabbing some, you bump into the kitchen counter, and then playfully lift your belly onto the counter and laugh while you tempt me with your bulging belly sitting on your counter. You slap and rub your belly, and smile at me as I watch you jiggle your massive gut. I offer you a seat, and to get you whatever you need. You sit in your armchair to relax, and notice in delight that your thighs and ass have gotten so big that you almost get stuck, and you ask me for help while laughing. You even offer to have me sit on your lap, while smiling, as I struggle to help you out of your chair. After you show me your spare bed where I can stay and for the night, as you know that I myself am exhausted from travelling to see you. You show me how comfy your bed is and lay on it, but struggle to get back up and decide to lay down. You notice that I am looking at your belly, and you ask me to lay in bed beside you, as I have always wanted to admire your figure up close. You offer to have me rest my head upon your ass and thighs, as you lower your pants to show me your naked ass that is spilling out of your pants. You see that I am nervous and reluctant, but you insist that I do this, and that you’ve always valued me as a friend to a