Lera appreciating your company, part 4

I love Lera's dedication to not going up in size. Still a size medium right?

Can she even see her feet anymore?

Oh Lera, a soft walking tub of lard, can't you see how far you've ruined your body for the love of gluttony, and for Kirill, do you have no shame? The folds of your flab cascading down even at this size makes one wonder. Is this a woman, or a pig capable of doing nothing but eat. Wrappers and yet uneaten food scattered across the table behind you staining the newspapers with the grease meant for your lips. How terrible the stomach aches bust be gorging every hour of the day unable to sate the hunger within.