Can I be your little cow? The one who gobbles down everything in the fridge and then looks at you with greedy eyes, expecting you to feed me even more.
I've become such a glutton, but I don't know how I managed to stuff myself with such a huge plate, packed full of meat and carbs. But that's still not enough for me. On our shopping trip, you got me chocolate candies and two different kinds of dessert pies. I wanna eat it all and make you proud of how fat you've gotten me. I want to stuff myself until I'm ready to pop, just to be the fat farm cow of your dreams. And when I've finished my dinner, I'll lick my plate clean for you. Then it's time for dessert.