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She's my big fat girl. She can't walk more than 10 meters. She needs me for everything.

I love her and she loves me. We love how fat she is, and how her fat jiggles when she eats. It turns me on to see how she tries to reach

the food I place for her. She struggles when she can't get that last slice of pizza, and her breathe gets faster and heavier.

I love her, and her 298kg body loves what I cook.