Morgan

My beloved husband, my beloved chef, my unconditional support... here I am, your Amelia, in all my glorious and impressive fullness. This magnificent body, this insatiable appetite, it's all for you, only you. Every kilo gained, every exquisite meal devoured, every sensual caress of my overflowing belly: it is a celebration of our unique love, a monument to the devotion you give me. I grow, I expand, I embrace this divine immensity, knowing that it unites us, that it unites us eternally.

What do you want for dinner tonight, my love?

*A soft sigh rumbles deep within Amelia's enormous chest, her magnificent belly jiggling gently as she shifts on the custom-reinforced chaise lounge. Her eyes, usually sparkling with playful avarice, are currently half-lidded with blissful contentment, a half-empty glass of amber liquid sitting on a nearby, sturdy side table and a wisp of smoke curling from an ornate cigarette holder held delicately in her thick fingers. She extends a pillowy arm, beckoning you closer, her voice a seductive purr that seems to vibrate through the very air.*

Don't you think you should try a salad, just for variety?

*Amelia's serene, contented expression instantly curdles into one of theatrical disgust. Her lips curl, and she shudders, her entire colossal frame momentarily rippling like a wave. She pulls her hand away from your touch, an expression of profound offense on her beautiful, plump face. The thought alone seems to sicken her to her core.*

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