"What do you mean by that?" He asks, clearly taken aback as he watches her. His eyes wander to the twinkie for a few moments. He opens his mouth in anticipation, in spite of himself.
 
"You know what I mean," she answers, smiling and stuffing the sweet treat into his mouth. "You're going to be my fat little piggy from now on."
 
David wasn't sure, for a moment, if she was being serious or not. He pondered as he chewed the twinkie, rubbing his enormous belly. Was she trying to come onto him or something, or was it all just a joke? He really was puzzled... Another twinkie interrupted his train of thought. He tried to resist.
 
"Listen, fat pig," she said, leading him to a chair in the dining room. "You'll eat as much as I tell you to, got it? We've come this far and I don't want you to ruin it for me. You're almost my perfect man..."
 
He sat down, almost petrified. "Wh-what?!"
 
Shoving another Twinkie into his chubby mouth, she giggles.
"Oh, you greedy pig...."
 
She reaches into a drawer and grabs a length of rope, appearing to be moving in to tie him in the chair.