Chubby Bride Novels & Stories

He never did show up, not even for one moment and I will not be surprised if he does not show up for this wedding either. I pray he does not. "Just focus on the bright side baby. You will be doing us all and yourself a very great favour by saving our lives through this marraige and you shall never lack anything in the world. The Greco's are filthy rich ok" Mother kissed me by the cheek. I stared at her, disgust and bewilderment written all over my face. I refused to speak further and fixed my attention back on the road. Minutes flew by so quickly and before I knew it, we had rolled into the church premises.

Chloe There, in the middle of the room, on the soft purple carpet, surrounded by clouds of puffy white tulle, sat a bride-to-be. I couldn’t take my eyes off her; they were glued to the apparition on the floor, and no matter how much I knew I should turn around and return the same way I came, I couldn’t. Some pull from the bottom of my gut was not letting me. Instead, it was screaming at me to go in and see what was wrong.

All that mattered to herwas meeting Eduardo at the wedding bureau and being joined to him as his wife. She stood up in her clumsy wedding dress and discovered she might be having a dislocation. She appeared to be limbing as she came out of the car. When Mr and Mrs Anderson saw who the bride was, their countenance changed. Why did the Davis change the bride at the last minute? Was it because their son was cripple? Betty was supposed to be the bride to Eduardo, why this girl? Who is she in the first place? But because they did not have an option, they swallowed their displeasure.

Zac's eyes flicked around before hypocritically advising, "Lana, Cruz must be joking! He still cares about you. Otherwise, why would he prepare such a grand wedding? Look, he can't just bring any woman to upset you on such a joyous occasion! Lana, quickly explain to Cruz that everything you posted on social media was just to provoke him and for show! Don't let this make you late!" Lana instantly believed Zac, and her arrogant expression returned. She gazed triumphantly at me, acting like she had everything in the bag. "Cruz, you think you can provoke me by bringing any woman here? Not a chance! If you don't agree to my terms, I won't marry you today!"

Brenda chuckled and she blushed. “I think so?” “I can’t believe your childhood crush will be your husband now.” “Childhood crush?” “What? You think I didn’t know of your feelings for your brother’s friend while growing up?” Brenda laughed. “Oh, mum!” She exclaimed. “Are you embarrassed?” “Yes, please!” Chloe laughed. “Regardless…” She raised her hands to cup her cheeks but halted so as to not ruin her makeup. “You make a very beautiful bride,” she glanced at her white dress and then fondled her hand.

"Well, at a wedding back when we were both in our forties, Dottie challenged me to fuck the bride, and I challenged her to fuck the groom. As it happened, the bride and groom's families were all Japanese." "Okay, East meets West, and they hook up. Say on," Essence said. "Well, long story short, I fucked the bride in her black negligee... breaking from tradition, she wasn't wearing white... in the honeymooners' hotel room, while the Maid of Honour and Best Man stripped down and also got busy... he ate her pussy. And meanwhile Dottie got double teamed in the ensuite bathroom by the Groom and another man from the bridal party," Charlie described, while he reached around and squeezed his daughte

A female journalist who had also been bribed by grandpa asked without giving Casper the chance to breathe. Casper glared at grandpa, then at his supposed bride to be. All he felt for her was pity but his anger burned towards grandpa and he was determined to not let him win. Unfortnately, he had to offend the Wreaths as well but couldn’t allow himself to feel guilty, if they allowed themselves to be used as Grandpa’s pawn. He looked into the cameras coldly and spoke icily. “Announcing the bride to be before time doesn’t change anything. Our marriage is still scheduled for four and half months.”

They used their charms and wiles to deceptively get whatever they wanted. My eyes dropped to her belly. She wasn't showing yet that she was pregnant and while the rational part of me knew that it was normal as she was barely two months pregnant, the furious part of me wondered if there was any pregnancy at all. "You may kiss the bride," The chairman announced, jolting me to the present. Kiss the bride? That was it? I had been thinking throughout the entire procession. "How fucking lovely," I murmured snidely turning to face Chloe.

His hands were tightly clasped in front of him. His jaw was stiff. A small smile rested on his lips. Adrianna frowned. “Why are you smiling?” she whispered, tears filling her eyes. “Didn’t any of this mean anything to you?” Then the music changed. Everyone turned toward the entrance. The bride appeared. Katherina slowly rolled down the aisle in a wheelchair, dressed in a beautiful white wedding gown. The guests watched with sympathy. “Poor thing.” “She’s so brave.” Adrianna’s eyes flew open.

“You just arrived earlier.” Mabel snorted. “If you’re all finished posturing, eat before the children do.” That earned her immediate obedience. Dinner unfolded the way it always did now—slow, overlapping conversations, children interrupting freely, stories retold with embellishments that grew more dramatic every year. Someone mentioned a business expansion overseas. Someone else mentioned a school recital. The world, it seemed, had narrowed into manageable, human-sized concerns. At one point, Vivianna climbed into my lap and whispered, conspiratorially, “Zia Elena says I can help at the wedding party next time.”