concept: (soon to be chubby) king and a doting consort.

the king often becoming too wrapped up in paperwork and legal matters to remember when to eat, so of course his loyal, loving consort makes sure there’s always a fresh plate of food on his desk at mealtime. if the king is too busy, they’ll hand feed him, ripping off pieces of thick bread, pushing it past his lips, spooning him bites of rich stew. they make sure the king eats until he’s satisfied and agrees to take a break, to which the consort takes him to have a second dinner together.

pampering their king with decadent desserts in bed, refreshing wine during hot baths, the sweetest fruits hand delivered to them during meetings. everyone can see how well the king’s consort is taking care of him, with his hidden jawline and softening figure, no longer jagged lines and hard muscle. he’s more peaceful, more at ease now that he has them by his side.

the consort tending to their king after feasts, sending him teasing glances during the meal, urging him to try this or that, piling his plate high and giving him an encouraging pat to the thigh as he works through his load. taking him back to their shared chambers and stripping him of the tight garments he’s wearing, massaging away any aches in his belly.

God I would love to own a piggy farm. We would take people who would want to live out their fantasies of being as fat as they can. Each room would be equipped with bariatric sized beds, funnels, and anything the piggies need for their stay. We would have staff 24/7, making sure that your needs are constantly met, sexual and practical. Any fantasy you have, we’ll make it come true. And if you don’t want to stay or feel like you’ve reached your goal weight you can leave (as long as you can fit your fat ass through the door.) And if the piggies want, we’ll be able to have people tour our facilities and make sure to put before pictures up to see how much you let yourself go. I want to make people’s hedonistic dreams come true!!

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