


Thinking about the future of my gut, Bellissima.
I’ll know I got fat when she’s always pressing against my thighs with a heavy, soft weight, even when I’m standing up.
She’ll be mid thigh and make waddling so much work. It will be hard to contain her inside underwear or clothing.
Then later reach my knees when I stand with help.
Eventually resting on the floor when I stand up and needing a custom belly hammock to raise her enough so I can waddle during my final days of mobility.
I imagine a special, extra wide walking frame with the belly hammock attached so Bellissima can be held off the ground and my feet can slowly shuffle forward as I lean on the frame for support and balance. Giant barely mobile blob girl but just as sexy as ever. I wonder how mindless I’ll be at this size. Mmm. Sexy bed bound beached blob, I’m getting wetter as I write this.