I Love Being A Lazy Fat Slob

I love being a fat slob. I'm 1,400 pounds and I am too fat to walk. I can only move my arms and head. I cant move my legs, body, or feet. I go to the bathroom in my bed because I'm too fat to walk. I can barely feed myself, so my parents have to help me. I am waiting for the day when I wake up and I'm unable to move any part of my body. Being this fat is great. I love it.

My goal weight is 2,000 pounds. I want to be the fattest person to ever exist. I want my legs to overflow my queen sized bed and my belly to spill off the front. I want to need a feeder to do everything for me because I am unable to do anything for myself.

I want to get fatter, lazier, and slobbier.