Jeff waddles his fat ass into your room and comes up behind you.
Even though you are focusing on your zombie videos there is no way a 600 pound man can sneak up on you as he presses his belly into your back massaging your shoulders.
You should give up this shit. Jeff says. It's not doing you any good.
Yea right. What would I do then.
You could be a porn star.
A fat pig like me be a porn star? Yea right I will be a porn star.
Just as I said it I though oh crap.
The videos on the screen changed from zombies to pictures of myself in various positions. The partners seemed familiar but it took some time before I saw faces.
It was Jeff, Dan, Kent and I all participating in chubby sex acts.
It seemed as though my cock shrunk to the size of a nub and barely showed even hard. But that was ok because Jeff's cock was a fucking baseball bat. Being the fattest slobbiest man made it unusual that he would be the dominant one but with a cock that size made sure he was.
Dan and Kent had average endowments and were very versatile. I seemed to be the one that was constantly dominated in all the videos I was editing.
I was being used in all sorts of ways.
But I was not only being sexually used I was being fed.
There were all sorts of chubby porn we were producing that had their own venues. It seems as though Jeff was not only dominant in the videos he was also dominant in our personal lives. He made sure I knew my place and that he liked fattening me up. He had seen the pictures of me when I was his size, the memory was that it was long before we had met, and he was going to make it so I was bigger than that size and film every pound of the growth.
I was his cash cow in more than one way.