Chubby Man Novels & Stories

I start preparing my hot chocolate and I feel Nathan's eyes boring into my back. I gulp the chocolate down as I turn around. I lower the cup down as I rake his bare chest with my eyes. From his tough chest, I stare as the hair around his chest area goes up and down in rhythm to his breaths, the six divisions on his abs and the V line on his lower abdomen that disappears into the grey pants he's wearing, he's well sculpted and I wonder how beautiful it would be if I paint him. I shake the thoughts out of my head by taking another sip of the contents in the cup and I look up at his face to find him smirking. I was clearly checking him out.

" A voice of a girl who should be between 17 or 18 years said out loudly walking into the same room they are in " You should learn how to talk gently " the man said,his name is Brad " Omg!!! Brother!!! " Lenora shouted running toward Luther and hugged him tightly " Len,,how have you being??" Luther asked as he broke the hug " I really missed you a lot brother,, but I guess you are back now " She pouted and Luther nodded " Yeah,,I will be here for some times " He said " I smell human father,,, someone is here,,," " I brought her " Luther said and she was a little bit shocked

He also tended to wear shirts that were a size too small, to the point that if you looked at him from the side, you could see his undershirt through the gaps in between the placket of buttons on his shirt. “Hi there,” Jubilee said. “How can I help you?” “I’ve never been here before. What do you recommend?” The man had a bit of a twang, his vowels elongated with each word. “What do you like? Our cinnamon rolls are pretty amazing, I have to say.” “That’s not the only amazing thing in here, I’m thinking.” Jubilee blushed. She thought of Heath’s “lesson” a few days ago, and she knew she’d be a fool not to put his advice to good use right now. Didn’t she want to date around? Maybe find a boyfrien

I said, seething. “Grow a fucking pair and let bygones be bygones, you guys are just too fucking petty and pained. Weak if you ask me, prying on humans to boost your deflated ego, making us do the work you are all too lazy to do. Disgusting.” I spat in his face.

Because I have really taken a liking to you. "Because we are friends." She chuckled. "You're a dedicated friend, then." Hardly. But for her, I would be anything. "Do you want to go play now?" "Sure." As we started to play roulette again, this time, she wasn't having any luck. Maybe she was right. It was beginner's luck. "Wow, you're playing so lame today. What's with you?" an unknown man commented as he walked from us. "What's with that guy? Why did he say it like that?" I couldn't help but ask.

No way was I leaving her alone in this crazy mess. A minute later, Abramo brought a man inside—a middle-aged, kinda chubby, totally bald, and seriously not winning any beauty contests. The man looked like he'd seen some rough days. Life had left its mark, with scars and lines all over his face. "Ugly" might be putting it mildly for the dude's battle-worn look.

“The fuck do you want?” Something caught in my throat. I couldn’t swallow, looking at the man in front of me. He was completely grey. Not in a good way. In a crack addict who gave up on life kind of way. It was mangy and matted and I wondered if maybe rats lived in it. His body looked weirdly misshapen. Thin arms and legs with a potbelly that rode his shirt, or maybe crop top, up higher than his belly button.

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Bunny murmured, her face slipping into full-on sultry mode. A man had come out, and oh what a man. He was about six feet tall and wearing a greasy sleeveless green jump suit, his arms were pale but nicely muscled, as was the hint of his chest that was showing. And that face . . . oh, that face could make a nun wet her granny panties. Smooth shaved, high cheekbones, firm full lips that were probably in a perpetual half-smile, and his eyes seemed to sparkle under a shock of blond hair.

A bubbly voice was heard the moment we walked inside the booth. Inside the spacious booth stood a round looking man and his secretary.. He was bald and also chubby like a bouncing ball.. “Mr Williams..” Damian Coldly called out to him and shook hands with him before taking his seat opposite the Chubby looking man while I stood right behind him with a straight face.. “What are you standing over there for? Come sit down..” Mr Williams noticed me standing and spoke but I immediately rejected his offer… “It's fine,I can handle myself..” I bluntly refused especially after seeing how his hungry eyes ran through my body in a disgusting manner..