Woken up by the sun, I yawn... Realizing it's Saturday morning, I lie back on my pillow for a few more minutes with a smile on my face.

‘’Mmmh... I could take a header into my indoor pool...’’ I say to myself.

I sit on the edge of the bed, I stretch and scratch myself, then I get up. I cross the hallway, wearing just my underwear, and enter my secret room, hidden behind a closet door.

It's my favorite room in the house, I love to retire in it. There are no windows except for the ceiling opening at the very top under the roof. It gives a soft light all over the room. It's very quiet. You can barely hear the faint rumble of the pump's motor.

The room is in two parts, a platform right after the entrance, then the pool itself, half a level lower. It’s quite large, about 5 by 5 meters.

After a few final stretches, I jump. Then I sink into the thick, jelly-like mass and bounce back with a loud *BOOOIING* as usual. And as usual I love that feeling like the first day and I can't stop giggling.

I start rowing between the heavy rolls of pure lard. Everything is so jiggly and it makes wet noises when the folds of fat are clapping together. The whole mass is still waving because of my first jump.

I sink my head into the doughty, warm skin, my body swinging up and down like I was on a waterbed made of gelatine. I rest like this for a little moment, sighing with a grin and closed eyes. It’s pure heaven...

Because of the thickness of his fat and the heat of the room, his skin is sweaty and slippery. But not enough to really "swim". So I push a button on a remote control and oil spurts out of sprinklers on the ceiling. Quickly, my body and his get greasy and shiny. I play with the blubber folds. I jump and slide over the wobbly mountains of soft lard.

after having a good time, I crawl towards his head in the middle of the room. He's greedily sucking a tube most of the time. Thanks to my years of work in food chemistry, I was able to develop an extremely fattening liquid. It only took him a few years to fill the whole room. That serum also helped to generate the softest, jiggliest body-fat ever!

He’s so cute with his huge puffy cheeks and his many chins that melt and blend with the rest of his blobby body. His members have long since disappeared under his folds of fat.

I stop the flow of the feeding-machine with my remote and I take the tube out.

‘’Hey Honey! Last night's feeding was strawberry with cream. What did you think?’’ I ask him with a sweet smile.

‘’u-Uurp! Hey babe! Not bad, though I preferred the chocolate-vanilla shake.’’ He says, licking his lips to swallow the last drops of the liquid.

‘’ All right, then that's what you'll get for the rest of the day.’’ I say, putting the hose back in his mouth.

I push the button and I lie down comfortably, letting myself be rocked by the slow movements of my fatty pillow. Everything is quiet, except the faint rumble of the pump's motor... and a little bit the jelly sound of the wobbling bulges.

I close my eyes, happy and filled with the soft light coming from the ceiling... and a little bit from the reflections of his oiled fat skin.

And to think that I almost invested that money for a tennis court... What a waste it would have been !