I've been struck with a severe need to increase my scale and swell fatter than the atmosphere.
I want to double my mass until I can feel the ground beneath me crumble open and have an entire continent buried from having to bear my colossal rump.
My enormous landmasses of fat filling out the bottom of the ocean, pushing both the sea and land out of the way just to have more room for my lard to grow.

As my fat now lies across the globe and the remains of the planet dissappear into my folds, I have accomplished my goal. I have caught the moon as my ball, now all there's left to do is to throw it and catch up with it again~