I am feeling gluttonous and I need you to fill me up. Tie my hands together and guide the funnel to my mouth while you pour a calorie filled mixture of melted ice cream and heavy cream down it to my growing gut that you plan to keep getting bigger. After I quickly and greedily finish the fatty concoction you put together for me, you don't hesitate to grab a bottle of whipped cream to keep filling me up. I love when you make me a bit of a mess to remind me what a pig I have become. Fatter and fatter for you.