A life I want to lead

I want a totally immobile wife, one who does nothing but eat and lounge around, playing with her fat now and then, before getting exhausted just from moving her arms and lifting her belly and tits a little. I bring her a huge order of food, and she sloppily eats it up, getting herself all messy and sweaty.

I sneak a few fries and a burger off the top of the pile, and realize my gut is starting to hang a little, and my wife’s lifestyle is starting to rub off on me, and I’ll soon be a pile of immobile fat just like her.