Temple Pig
Added 2023-07-18 17:46:46 +0000 UTCAll Ford cared about was food and sex. He was always trying to keep his body in shape, doing his best to get a partner while worrying about his appearance. He couldn't have been more frustrated, never satisfied, finally deciding to expand his horizons looking for any hole to fuck. It wasn't until he accidentally took home a top did his whole perspective change.
Once he learned any man could satisfy him, Ford lost all control. He'd started taking a man almost every night, losing his mind, moaning, reaching oblivion each time. He quickly learned it wasn't his appearance that mattered, but how deep he could take them, his body their toy to handle any way they wanted.
He had grown so used to the constant drive to be satisfied, now that his sexual needs were met he felt empty. He needed more, his body craving to be filled by more than just men. He began slipping into obsessive hedonism, filling the vacuum with food. His hunger never ceased, Ford eating whenever he wasn't being fucked.
He barely left the bed anymore, finding men online to come please him whenever he wasn't stuffing his face. He loved it, letting himself go and watching himself get soft and heavier enjoying the pleasures of life. It only seemed to make everything better, allowing him to take men longer and deeper while filling his stomach with even more food.
Ford had become a proper pig, incredibly plump and doughy from constant gluttony. He was wrapped in fat, a cushion that let men reach depths of pleasure they'd never experienced before as they fucked his tender body. He was nothing more than a fuck pillow, fed and filled, his body a temple to indulgence.
