It feels SO good!

I love to eat. Wait, let me rephrase that: I LOVE to eat! There’s no better feeling that sitting down to a meal that would feed five or six people and then eating it all myself.

Sometimes I like to eat real slow – savouring every fattening mouthful as it fills my belly up. I love that tight, stretched feeling you get when you think you can’t eat one more bite. But you know what? A few minutes go by, and your stomach muscles relax – then you chow down some more. Finally – when you’re so stuffed you can barely move – it’s time to enjoy some quality time rubbing and kneading that huge expanse of bloated belly bulging out in front of you.

Other times I just go into a feeding frenzy – grabbing mindlessly and greedily at anything I can get my hands on. Nothing matters more than shovelling huge amounts of high-fat, high-carb food into my cavernous stomach. I eat through the pain barrier – stuffing my belly until it aches and groans with the pressure of so much heavy food.

How would you like to watch me eat? Slow and steady or fast and furious?