Of course you like it, why would a dragon be worried about packing on a couple pounds? You're not some scrawny human that needs to worry about counting calories or some other nonsense. A dragon should be proud of their engorged gut, wobbling thighs, and gluttonous appetite, you think as you grin and proudly pat your rumbling belly.
Throwing caution to the wind and wanting to satisfy your ravenous stomach, you eagerly pop another one of the chocolates into your mouth. Barely even giving the treat a moment to spare before tossing one after another in with increasing voraciousness. Time seems to fly by as tons of chocolates fall down your greedy gullet, but the box sitting on your belly is still just as full as when you first opened it.
Your gorging is only interrupted when the sound of strained wood screams out through the room and you suddenly find yourself lying down on the floor. Thankfully your blubbery body cushioned your fall. In fact all that flab actually made the fall feel rather pleasurable, letting out an aroused growl as you feel your doughy body wobble around.
A yawn soon slips out from your lips as you soothe your stuffed gut, your burbling belly helping push out a few small belches along side it. Your eyes slowly begin to droop as you knead your paws into your doughy belly. It isn't long before the impact of your excessive snacking finally hits you like a truck and you drift off into a food coma.