Preview for latest Hypnosis-based story!

Hi guys! 

So I had an idea for a story which sort of just started as a list of things that would normally be seen as an annoyance from the bulkier gentleman. My plan is to eventually make this into a story about a self-loathing fat guy being hyponotised or otherwise mind controlled into a self-loving fat guy. 

In the meantime, here's the list I'm working with. Probly going to add a lot to it in the meantime!

Enjoy!

You know your body is a tool for pleasure - your own and everyone else's - and you feel no shame in using your body in any way that feels good.

You love the way your tits jiggle as you walk, and how your nipples rub against your t-shirt when they do.

You love how big and sensitive your nipples are, how any amount of sustained stimulation to them makes your hard. You love how often that happens just walking down the street.

You love how if you sit in just the right way, your huge thighs will come together and leave your balls with nowhere to go but further out, tugging your scrotum and making them hang lower and lower when you stand. Even if it means you have to be careful using a toilet to avoid dunking yourself. 

You love how even small movements can make your body wobble and shake, how it stimulates every connected part of you. 

You love how your stomach hangs just enough that you can reach underneath and rub your cock head on your soft underbelly. 

You love how the fat ring around your chest holds your arms out at an angle, with your knuckles turned forward like a gorilla. 

You love how your gut always enters a room before you do, and how it forces you to lean back and strut when you walk to maintain balance. 

You love how your entire torso hangs when you're on all fours, and how it spreads out when you lay down. 

You love how the first thing you see when you look down is the roll of your double chin, then the twin-peaked shelf of your chest, then your enormous belly.

You love how you take up two seats on an airplane, and how your elbows always rub against your neighbors in a movie theatre.

You love how you have to lift your gut out of the way and drape it on their back when you fuck someone. 

You love to make stupid fat jokes like how you're famine resistant and harder to kidnap.

You love how when you're getting fucked on your back your own fat gut wobbling and rubbing against your hardon is enough to get you off. 

You love pinning someone against a wall or bed with your bulk, especially when they squirm beneath you. 

You love how your belly can be a plaything, grabbing a roll and absently fondling it when you're bored. 

You love how your belly peaks out from beneath your shirt whenever you lift your arms above your chest.

You love having to assess the structural capacity of every chair you're about to sit in. You especially love when you get it wrong and it breaks under you. 

You love using your toes and feet to pick things up off the ground because bending over is too much effort. 

You love how you take in more food, more air, more space than anyone else. 

You love how just carrying your weight around gives you a strength that few possess.

You love the sense of accomplishment you get just from going up a flight of stairs. You still don't like stairs, but you like the accomplishment.

You love having big enough tits to be motorboated. 

You love belching loud enough to shake the room. 

You love how your thighs rub against each other when you walk.

You love having a fat enough ass you can sit on concrete for hours. 

You love that no matter who is fucking who it always sounds like clapping. 

You love how you can tuck your towel under your belly and it stays there on its own. 

You love how you can stick your finger in your navel all the way up to the knuckle.

You love how your sausage fingers have trouble using a touchscreen phone.