Faye and the fat kama sutra

chapter 1: faye lets herself go

Note to reader: Get the kindle version on Amazon if:
1) you are a glutton who wants to consume the whole book now.
2) you want illustrations that are too naughty for FantasyFeeder.
3) you want to do a partner reading. The kindle version has color coded text: blue indicates words of Faye. Indentation and other colors indicate text and words of other characters.
Or be a cheap fucker and settle for this version :-) )

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FAYE LETS HERSELF GO


Faye works from home, has a great resume,
with plenty of work, and plentiful pay.
Faye’s an accountant. The job suits her well.
Sequestered away from her clientele.
Her alarm rings each morning at eight,
Spreadsheets, invoices, budgets can wait.
After her coffee, Faye will wake up,
Instantly gorgeous, without any makeup.
But Faye was fat, with some belly dough,
While working from home, she let herself go.
Recently Faye was a size 22.
At least for her pants, those days were through.
All day she snacked on fattening goodies
And started wearing sweatpants and hoodies.

Her boss reimbursed an extra wide chair,
a poof for her feet, and a desk Frigidaire.
Now with her soda and snacks at arms-reach,
Faye barely moves, like a seal on the beach.
Faye thought of cooking as pure misery.
Standing too long made her quivery.
She had food delivered, enough to feed four,
And she rarely walked beyond her front door.

Faye’s figure was growing rather porcine.
She got too fat and too lazy to clean.
Pizza and Burgers, Nachos, and more.
Delivery boxes littered the floor.
Empty containers stacked by her desk
Her husband thought that she was grotesque.
He gathered the waste from her daily glut.
And saw the effects in her growing gut.
Faye liked her curves. Her husband did not.
Her gluttony gave him second thoughts.
He’s all but checked out and Faye doesn’t care.
She’s the breadwinner, so leave? He won’t dare.