Chibi Chubby Novels & Stories

she points her chubby finger at the building blocks that are scattered in the middle. "alright , "i smile and follow the pups and they all gather around me. As I pay with the rest of the rest of the pups. I notice a smaller girl with chubby and rosey cheeks. Her black hair is in pig tails with pink ribbons . She sits quietly in the corner with a sad face. I walk slowly to her and give her my best smile, "hi little buddy. Don't you want to play? " She looks at me with her big blue eyes and doesn't say anything . The only thing she does is shake her head vigorously . My heart melts at the sight of this little girl .

~~Ciro's Pov~~ ~Seventeen years ago~ “Hi, do you want a lollipop?” a little chubby girl of about 7 or 8 asked, her tiny arms stretched towards me, placing the stick in my hand. I stared at her intently, that bubbly face looking at me innocently with wide eyes, “Big brother doesn't want my lollipop?” Tears began to pool at her eyes, her arms were still hanging in the air, her face puffy like she had just been wrong.

I burst into laughter, and she immediately looked down, cheeks pink with embarrassment. Once the staff had left, I pulled a chair out for her. She sat, and I began piling her plate with generous portions of everything within reach. “This is too much,” she said with an amused smile. “Do you want me to get bigger than this?” “You’re perfect, Aina,” I replied without hesitation. “Being chubby isn’t a bad thing. You should learn to love yourself, you know?” She gave a small nod and picked up her fork, starting to eat. “I know… but when it’s too much, it becomes a problem.”

I whisper. My chest tightens. My wolf thumps hard against my ribs, howling inside my mind. It is a wild, crazy feeling that makes my claws want to burst right out of my fingers. “Who?” Luca turns his head to look. “Wait. Is that the chubby girl from the Ashborne pack? The one Teddy used to bring around before the pack war?” “Do not say her name,” I snap, my teeth bared.

"Why aren't you eating, Miss Kitty?" Let's play and then we'll eat. Together, Kit suggested. “It must be boring for you to eat alone, because Harry is often away?” And she smiled, kindly and charmingly. Charlie blushed. She had never offered this to him before. The thick fingers arranging the figures into squares trembled. The cut from the broken cup had already healed, tightened with a raspberry crust. God help me! — Oh… a rat! she exclaimed, pulling her legs up and pointing her finger at the corner.

Their thoughts were soon shattered after seeing how carefreely the kid put the three giant dumplings in his mouth, making his face swell up for a short time before he chewed it for a few minutes. Silence… A long silence dominated the place while a playful smile was surfacing on the lips of Luna and her friends. Of course, it will be shocking for them who do not know the appetite of their small friend. But to them, it was still nothing compared to the amount of what Shiki usually really eats “And the current champion is that… That kid!”

During snack time, Takuto Kimura sat in a child-sized plastic chair, mechanically chewing small pieces of apple like they were yesterday’s stock report. His chubby fingers gripped a sippy cup of warm milk, and though he looked like any other three-year-old, behind those round cheeks and tiny feet lived the calculating mind of a corporate shark.

“You’ve gotten chubby.” The kitten rubbed its head against her hand, then meowed again, almost as if it were cuddling her. “It doesn’t have a name yet. You can name it.” Charlie crouched down beside her. Candice thought for a moment. “It’s so chubby and fluffy, with a little white belly... Let’s call it ‘Bun Bun.” Charlie: “...” Candice, already irritated with him, turned her head. “What? It’s not a nice name? You don’t like it?”

Chubby. Fat. Ugly. Those words are what I grew up hearing all my life.” They stick to me like my own shadow, even when I try to push them away, they cling to my skin, whispering in the back of my mind. I don’t remember the first time someone called me chubby. Maybe because it wasn’t just one time. It was every day. Every week,and every year. In the werewolf world, beauty is strength. A slim, slender body means a strong wolf. A pretty face means better chances at finding your mate. A graceful walk means being admired, respected, chosen.

“Lots of photo shoots.” Ghani looked up. “Is Mommy tired?” “A little,” Sheena answered honestly. “But Mommy is happy.” Ghani nodded, then looked at Sheena’s face with a serious expression. “Mommy is very pretty now.” Sheena chuckled softly. “And?” “But…” Ghani hesitated for a moment. “Ghani misses the chubby and cuddly Mommy.” Sheena paused, then laughed quietly. “Chubby?” “Yes,” Ghani replied firmly. “The one who liked eating ice cream with Ghani.”