Big Master (Patreon)

When master was coming back from the gym, he was always hungry. We waited for him. Ready to serve and to feed. His food capacity was unmatched, beyond everything I had seen before. He was devouring a bucket of chicken, six subs, two big milkshakes, a mega-sized bag of fries, two chickens, half a dozen of stakes, deep-fried vegetables for three, and gallons of soda.

While he was busy eating, we had to be there, rubbing his expanding belly, his heaving pecs, and his hardening bulge. Nothing made him harder than eating more than seven people could.  From time to time, he leaned back and belched so loudly that the food on the table started to shake. In these moments, his belly expanded the most until his shirt wasn't big enough for his big ball anymore.

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