Gregory waddles over to the mirror, his soft, sweaty belly jiggling as his overalls strain at the seams. His shirt barely reaches his belly button, exposing his obese, freckled skin. His thick thighs rub together with each step, and his man boobs press tightly against the fabric, shifting as he moves. His cow ears twitch, and the faint jingle of his bell collar fills the air as his tail flicks behind him.
He sighs, rubbing his belly with a satisfied groan, feeling the warmth of his sweat-covered body. The weight of it all is almost comforting as he watches his soft, jiggly flesh move with each small shift. “I’ve really let myself go, huh?” he mutters to himself, giving his belly a slap, causing it to wobble in response. His cow horns catch the light as he tilts his head, eyes gleaming with a mix of pride and satisfaction.
His overalls creak as he waddles, the seams stretching tightly against his obese form. His body radiates heat, and the familiar scent of sweat and hay lingers around him. With a soft burp, he rubs his belly again, feeling a pleasant fullness and warmth spreading through his body. “This body’s not goin’ anywhere.” He chuckles softly, his man boobs shifting as he gives them a casual squeeze. His tail flicks excitedly behind him as he waddles toward the door. “Might as well enjoy it.”
Gregory looks at himself in the mirror again, letting out a low, heavy breath. His belly presses against his overalls, his chest rising and falling with each labored inhale. His cow ears flick, and his tail sways slowly behind him as he takes in the full weight of his body, a satisfied moan escaping his lips.
Gregory takes one last look in the mirror. With a soft groan, he waddles toward the door, his man boobs and belly jiggling. A burp escapes his lips as he opens the barn door, the cool air brushing against his sweaty skin. ”Guess it’s time to work,” he mutters, waddling toward the fields with his tail swishing behind him and his heavy body swaying with each step.