>>40159
Oh the things I'd do with her...
I'd start with feeding her slowly, lovingly, donuts and cake slices with tender kisses in between bites, the occasional kiss to the next or squeeze, breaths in her ear.
I'd whisper to her about her gain, how much she ate, and how she wants it. Why she wants it, reinforcing the caloriffic feast of dough and sugar, nibbling her ear, encouraging her, tracing circles around her belly. Squeezes increasing in love, and kisses increasing in passion and intensity.
I'd start from the front while giving her a tube for her to guzzle down, encouraging her more and more, asking if she likes this until the frosting is nearly gone, moving to behind with great love and feeding her the last of the pastries as she's taken to poundtown. As she becomes a gasping, pasting, quivering mess of a woman, wanting more, NEEDING more, as our howls of lust and passion echo across the halls, and she begs for MORE!
Week after week, month after month, as her gain increases and our passion does too~