Chubby Deku Novels & Stories

Swallowing a boulder-sized lump of envy, Luc reminded himself it was all for a good cause and turned to gaze up at his cousin. Deke stood frozen over Kimber’s prone body, half-hard cock in his fist, satisfaction relaxing his features. He let go of himself on a long sigh, his shoulders falling, his breathing returning to normal, his eyes damn near rolling into the back of his head. Still, he stared at her.

said Renya making Juna and Anjani widen her eyes in shock. "Seriously, Mom?" asked an in disbelief Anjani. Because of this, Deka is a very quiet child and too ignorant with women's affairs. He is more interested in his game than looking for a girlfriend like his friends do. "Really, Ka??" asked Juna. "You know Leno's sister? She's Deka's girlfriend!" said Renya, making Juna and Anjani's eyes widen. "What?! Is Deka dating Handa? Really?!"

She was met with the same fate. "Dhonnobad thakuma," Debu -- the lanky dude with the curls who was supposed to be my cousin -- spoke up as he gratefully scooped up another spoonful of biryani. He looked painfully thin but I bit on my tongue, refraining from making any comment or asking him about it. Funny thing was that Debu was my cousin -- the son of Tushar kaku, who was step-brother of Baba. But they almost never talked -- and met only when Daadi Aaliyah made them meet. And they were okay with it.

Perfect. It was working. “EMARA DELL,” I chanted with my teeth bared. “HEALER. PRETENDER. FALSE LUNA. I CLAIM YOUR POWER. I CLAIM...” A tiny voice cut me off. “Hi!” I froze. Standing on the pedestal with her wings glowing, was the smallest, most annoyingly chipper creature I had ever seen. A fucking pixie. Pink wings. Glittering freckles. A floating ball of unhinged cheer.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

"Naalala ko ang kwento ni Lola Carmen tungkol sa'yo noong bata ka pa. Medyo may pagkamaton daw ang galaw mo at madalas ang mga kabarkada ay lalaki kaya natakot siyang baka maging tibo ka. Pinipilit ka niyang pasuotin ng bestida upang matanim sa isip mo na babae ka at balang araw ay magdadalaga. Pero kahit dalagita ka na'y sobrang bubbly mo pa ring kumilos. Hyper na hyper kaya lagi niyang ipinagdadasal na sana’y magbago ka. Na sana maging mahinhin ka na binibini at marunong gumalaw ng pino. Kaya lihim siyang nagpasalamat nang pumasok ka sa pagiging modelo dahil naging dalaga na ang mga kilos mo. Pero ang pagiging bubbly mo ang nagustuhan ko. Iyong tumatawid ka sa pilapil ng palayan ng walang

Her chin wobbles a bit, and I can tell she's trying not to cry again. Suddenly her confusion and hysteria make more sense. She isn't only taking care of her nephew while her sister is in the hospital. She inherited him permanently. Worrying about my corner shot doesn't seem nearly as important and life altering anymore. "I'm so sorry. That… wow. That sucks." She gives me a small, shaky smile. "Yeah, it does. So now it's just me and Chance here." She smiles at him when he lets out a giant burp. "Oh!" she says with a giggle. "That was certainly a man-sized belch."

Martha, Anita and Lauren giggled to themselves before they raised their hands. “Yes” Justin muttered, his voice was emotionless. “It’s said that you’re very kind and helpful, I was wondering if you’ve got any help to render for the slim people who are trying to be obese” This felt like a blow on his face and he just glared at them without a word. “I’ve got an obese cousin who’s dying to lose weight. Should I send her your gym address? I’m sure you’ll be a great instructor and if you can help that fat thing over there, you can help anything in the world” Martha teased and everyone burst into laughter.

To tell you the truth, Kartika hasn’t passed out yet, she just can”t open her eyes. "Why?" Kartika asked herself. "I have Cakra who is a legendary Ribo on my side, but why am I so weak?" Kartika asked herself again. "Do you wanna know why?" She hears a voice in her inner. She sees an old guy with shabby clothes, long white hair, and a long white beard that covers his skinny body. “I am Delu-delu. I am a sage in charge of watching the balance of Doki-Doki in this world.” That old guy said introducing himself with such an impression of wisdom (just imagine it, don”t want to write the description, it”s too hard you know?)

Trying to stand up, my legs feel wobbly but I manage to grab onto a chair before I fall and I turn my head. There, sat Austin Dechart with a smirk on his face and I could feel my blood run cold. "Hello principessa. Long time no see."