Beyond Body Me Novels & Stories

She eats so much and she is still active and full of strength. I was fat when I was a teenager and throughout these years, I've worked on myself and after finally getting these perfect abs, muscle and totally perfect body, my lovely mate decides to overfeed me. Oh my! “Thank goodness." I say, exhaling a breath of relief as our "never ending” shopping comes to an end. After paying for the things we bought, I pack them into the booth before opening the door for Kaidaira.

Just breath and being. The facilitator gave a gentle nod. “Now, we move the body. You’ve held enough inside. Let it flow through you now.” She gestured toward the mats now arranged in pairs. No one said much as the mats were laid out in neat rows, side by side in pairs. The instructor moved slowly through the space, her voice like warm water. “Your bodies speak the truths your mouths are afraid of,” she said, walking barefoot among them. “Let them speak now. Through balance. Through surrender. Through trust.”

*** To be continued. Love you all♡♡♡♡

What I saw made the ground slip from under my feet. A teenage boy was lying in the field, twisting and screaming in pain. His body was transforming into something new and inhuman, and his eyes were changing colors and glowing. It was like he was shape-shifting into a weird form, with his bones cracking and reshaping. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he thrashed around in agony.

Fast. My body remembered before my mind did. I dropped my shoulders, tilted my chin down, softened everything about me and let the tension bleed out of my face. “Was thirsty,” I murmured, keeping my voice small. “Saw the colored water.” I could feel his panick and shock that I had actually responded to him. I could feel the way he hesitated on the stairs, befor running down in his blue pajamas pant that slipped too fucking low. “Fu—No you can’t drink that. That’s for uh Adults.” He ranted and my lips almost twitched.

My fingers move in a familiar, circular motion over the bundle of nerves, my breathing picking up, my body tensing. What if he grabbed me instead of walking away? What if he threw me on the bed and did what we couldn’t do back at home? I would be totally at his mercy. And I’d love it. My body tenses, eyes squeezed tight. My free hand rubs my tits before I pinch my nipples, moving back and forth.

He is calm and quiet with no sign of any emotion. "Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am! I thought he is your husband but nonetheless, you are so lucky to have him - he is so gorgeous..." the doctor is a middle-aged woman who has been in the field for almost ten years. She is of medium height, stout, and has a mole located in the middle of her forehead. Imman, on the other hand, does not care whether the doctor finds him attractive or not, he only cares for the safety of his unborn child.

Aditya was about to cut the cake when Mehak stopped him "First make a wish! Mumma always says that whatever we wish on our birthday, it always comes true. So close your eyes and make a wish." Aditya never believed in all these but he doesn't know why he wasn't able to deny Mehak? Aditya closes his eyes and thinks "I have everything in my life but no peace. When and where will I find my peace?" Saying this he opened his eyes and Infront of him Zoya was standing there in a lemon frock. Aditya looked at her shockingly…