Chubby Belly Novels & Stories

Not that Becky was a problem, they actually got on quite well, now that she had worked out her issues with Chloe. Chloe looked stunning in the emerald green, floor-length gown. She had regained some of the weight that she had lost, but she was still too thin. Her baby belly wasn’t showing yet and he couldn’t wait until it did. He was unreasonably excited to see her show the fruit of their love in the form of a basketball-sized bump that he could claim as his own. Her boobs were bigger though, and didn’t he have fun with those beauties. Chloe thought he was funny with how obsessed he’d become with their new size and the fact that they seemed to get bigger every day. He wasn’t complaining.

She was in pain, everyone said when they saw Laura with her large belly. Laura sighed as she gazed at her body in the mirror, which was only covered by underwear. She repeatedly turned her body to the side, touching and squeezing her belly, which was now significantly larger. Her lips pouted in disbelief, wondering how her body had transformed so drastically. She was no longer the slender, tall woman she used to be, but rather a curvier and more voluptuous version of herself. She had difficulty performing her usual activities, like a housewife should.

Would he stop wanting me. He teased me for having a potbelly this morning and that made me scared because it only means my baby bump will start getting noticeable soon. I was just hoping we get to finish exams before It starts getting noticeable. I am glad I didn't fall into the category of people who start showing at their fourth month. My phone beeped and I picked it up to find a message notification from Edward Jones. 'Hey! Would you like to join me in my daily work out? We can both work on your potbelly.'

A five-month belly is no joke, the strain it puts on my body is painful and sometimes I cannot find the strength to even walk. Turning to the side swaying through the pads of my feet I place my hands upon my belly running my fingers upon it. "Our pup has grown bigger, yes?" I ask with a soft chuckle from the base of my throat. Large hands wrap around my waist, his chin placed upon my right shoulder. Eyes gentle as he meets my eyes through the mirror. "Yes, I am pretty sure the pup will be overweight and chubby when it comes out with all the food you consume." He laughs shaking his head reminiscing on his memories of all the times I snatched treats from his hands to chomp it down as if I were

"Lady Chloe, the King requests your presence in the throne room." A surge of anxiety coursed through me as I stumbled to my feet. My body, once strong and resilient, now struggled under the weight of exhaustion and a mysterious ailment that had slowly taken hold. My hand instinctively moved to my stomach, where a small but unmistakable protrusion had begun to form. The joyous anticipation of motherhood mingled with the overwhelming fatigue, leaving me feeling vulnerable and unsure.

“Damien, seriously?” “I mean it,” he says, holding his hands up defensively. “You’ve been mentioning your dress size changing, and—” Carol interrupts him. “Well, maybe I’ve been eating more than usual!” She places a hand on her lower abdomen. “But look at this—my belly always stays this way, no matter what I do!” Her fingers pause as she frowns, noticing for the first time that her lower abdomen feels slightly firmer than usual. “See?” she mutters, half to herself. “Maybe I really did gain weight…”

Charlie rubbed my arm soothingly. I gave one curt nod, not trusting myself to open my mouth until I had a better handle on my emotions. The doctor watched me warily for a moment but eventually approached Charlie again. She lifted her shirt, revealing her flat belly and smiled at him in encouragement. It was hard to imagine a pup was growing in her belly, as flat as it was. I'd noticed during her heat that her tits looked fuller, felt a bit heavier in my hand, but I’d chalked it up to a hormonal side effect. Apparently, it was, but not in the way I’d thought.

"It's because you sleep the whole time rather than organizing your things. And I, can't sleep so what do you expect I'll do?" "Yeah, yeah, whatever. And it's getting dark again," I yawned. "I'm sleepy again." "What the fudge, Becca. Do you like to add fats to your body? Sleeping sometimes can increase fats, you know. Look at yourself, you're too chubby." "Excuse me. I'm not that chubby. I just have a healthy, sexy body," I said. Reina laughed. "Sexy? You've got to be kidding me." I arched my left brow. "F-Y-I, chubby is the new sexy. I got a perfect body, I may be not that slim as you but I've got curves and you... you're slim but a flattie."

I did't think this was such a big deal, but I promised to help, so I had to do it. Oh, I needed to stop calling Rita "Chubby", she hated it, but it was so funny to see how angry she got. But then again, she was chubby when she got this nickname from a boy she was interested in when we were teenagers. Poor thing got rejected - the boy said they were just friends and that she was too chubby for him. Everyone started calling her Chubby, and she got very irritated by it. But afterward, she decided to go on a diet and lost a lot of weight, it was like she had divided herself in two, got really thin, but the nickname had already stuck, and everyone was already calling Rita "Chubby." Later, she was

"Giselle, you said yourself that Ronnie has suspicions, and she and I both commented on the fact your body had already changed some. I know you don't want to hear this, but your tummy is a little rounded. It wouldn't be noticeable except you're normally flat as can be. You have better abs than most men I know. And they've softened a good bit." I swatted him across the belly, the sound of my fingers hitting his bare skin made it sound harsher than it was. "Did you seriously just tell me I'd already gotten fat?" His arms circled around me and dragged me into his chest. The laugh that rumbled through his body shook me with him. "No, babe. I'm just saying your friends will notice. And if you don