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The room is filled with the scent of warm, sugary cinnamon as the man, his body a study in curves and folds, begins his gainer ritual. His belly, a soft, doughy expanse, quivers with each breath. He picks up a roll, its sticky surface gleaming, and presses it against his mouth, his lips stretching to accommodate the treat. With a satisfied groan, he pushes the entire roll into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a squirrel's. His belly, now a round, taut globe, continues to grow as he consumes more rolls, his hands never straying far from his engorged cock, his pleasure a symphony of grunts and moans.