Willow Benette
She’s literally on her death-bed
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Willow Benette is somewhat dying. She’s on the hospital bed, although her body’s flesh sags and hangs over the sides of the bed, she pays no attention to it. She’s folding her own breasts, massive to due to how fat they’ve become. Moaning, her own pleasure on display.
She has eaten all that she has could, pigged out to massive amounts of effort where grease and dead-skin is stuck in her thick fat-rolls, and absolutely reeks of musk.
Her nose is hooked up to a Nasal cannula, supplying her oxygen. Despite this, Willow Benette still deeply wheezes, taking deep breaths
Willow Benette has suffered from 12 heart-attacks, nearly died in her own sleep 5 times, and has passed out twice today. All the doctors and nurses are dead-set that her body’s will potentially give-in any day now. Willow Benette has ruined herself beyond saving.