"Tendies! Tendies be they from Mickey D's or Wendy's , but not from Zaxby's" Put on my favorite fedora and lumber my healthy frame up the stairs, have to stop for a breather. Here I'm using my legs like a normalfag. (Quick mental note to chastise mommy for not installing a stair lift after I've gotten my tendies.) Mommy's lousy SUV creaks under my frame. Start chanting 'tendies', 'tendies' over and over again as we drive. (Mommy always opens all the windows for some reason.) "Wendys'! Wendys'! have tendies I must acquire, they are the tendies I desire" The promise of tendies makes my folds of flesh jiggle with anticipation. Also on of the cashier who works dear is cute. Almost as cute as Rainbow Dash. As mommy and me walks inside I can hear some other people gasping for air and someone holding their nose. Bunch of normies, not used to my masculine aroma. Let out a small 'Reeee' in euphoric delight as I see the cute cashier. "What will it be for you today sweetie, tendies as usual?"

"Yes, tendies is what I desire. Tendies is what I must acquire! Lack of tendies bring me unease. Lack of Tendies worse than a disease." "Haha, alright sweetie, they'll be right up" Mommy and me sits at one of the tables nearest the counter as I can ogle my soon to be 3d-waifu, but also because my malnourished frame can't walk longer. When all my tendies with honey musty have been devoured, I want my dessert. "Mommy I've been a good boy, my weight musn't revert now I want dessert!" "Okay, h-honey when we get home you'll get..." "NO! I want it now! I want my milkshake, and not some lousy cheese-cake!" Mommy gives a frustrated sigh and stares down at the floor and then at her chest. ///////////////////////////////////////////

Sarah watched in a mixture of amusement and disgust as this huge foul smelling land whale devoured one chicken tenders after the other at a rapid pace. But she decided to extra nice to him as she felt bad for him and her mom. His face always brightens up whenever he saw her, and he always went to her cash register. His mom, however always looked tired and unhappy. No wonder, having a son like this must be exhausting. Then a horrible noise brought her out of her train of thought. "NO! I want it now! I want my milshake and not some lousy cheese-cake!"

It was the fat landwhale yelling angrily at his mom. Sarah expected his mom to come and order a milkshake, but instead something shocking happened, something she never in a million years thought she would see. Instead of getting up and making her way to her cash registry, the tired looking mom started unbutton her blouse and pulled her bra up. No sooner had she done that, than the fat **** latched on like a leach draining its prey for fluids. Sarah's jaw hit the floor and she could only watch in horror as this guy who must be in his late 20's being breastfed by his mother. Eventually he had had enough, and disengaged from her teat as his mother hang her head in shame. This behemoth looks at her with a sly smile as some milk run out the corner of his mouth and runs through the fuzzy unkempt facial hair on his cheek. Then she swears he mouthed these words to her: "Your womb will be mine" Sarah looked at the watch. Still, almost two hours until her break.