Chubby Man Novels & Stories

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..

"Here's the deal. Apologize to my wife and Nance, then give yourself ten good slaps, and I'll let you walk away. Deal?" Maxwell's laughter rang out, loud and mocking, as if he could not believe his ears. "Are you crazy, kid? Do you even know who we are?" the buzz-cut man yelled, jabbing a finger at Howard. "You want me to lose this hand? Go on, try me!" "Your wish is my command," came the calm reply from a man they called Mystical Chubby. In a swift motion, he seized the buzz-cut man's wrist and twisted. The sound of cracking bone filled the air, and the man's arm twisted grotesquely.

Aiden : what has she ever done to you? Man : she attracted me in the way that no other has ever done to me with her bump. She is used by you, still I am willing to accept her. Aiden : you bastard…. He was going to punch him when that man points his gun to calista. Man : aww how can you not remember your friend?? Making a sad pout, he spoke. Aiden : WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?? FUCKER… Shouted Aiden. Man : remember your best friend from childhood. When you both started working for that mafia?

THE MAN IN YELLOW

Such a perfect prey whom I had waited for so long, and it was gone before I had yet to relish the thrill of the catch. This wouldn't do… Fortunately, he showed up again on the fourth day, but this time, he stood before me in broad daylight. He wasn't wearing his cap or face mask, and his sunken, pale cheeks belonged to Zac Lopez, my superior. He was crouched beside a flower patio in the apartment compound, his attractive hands holding a stray cat beaten half to death. As I passed by, he promptly put up a look of delight. "Sonia Carter! I didn't know you lived here. Can you do me a favor? This little creature is hurt, and I can't walk well. Can you help take it to the vet?"

The old man exhibited no extraordinary aura or powers, nor could his cultivation rank be discerned, yet he was miraculously floating in the void. The old man shouted, “Let’s use our words, alright? Even if you really wanted to fight, now’s not the time.” James asked, “Are you trapped here, sir?” A hint of embarrassment instantly flashed across the old man’s face. “I-I’m not that old. Don’t call me that. You can just call me Chuba.”

You can come work with me anytime you want, bestie. Eve sent a message and a smirk emoji. Eve: [Beat you to it. I resigned yesterday, as soon as I knew you were coming back.] I replied with a handshake emoji. [Welcome to Cheese Inc., Deputy GM Miss Stewart!] I shifted my attention to the chat history between Chase and me. He had certainly stayed busy. He used to call me several times a day, and I hung up every time. Gradually, the calls became less frequent. Over the past three months, he had barely called at all.

I felt nerves building in me under the dim light. More people filtered in, but it was nowhere near full. It wasn’t long until the lights went off and the advertisements started on the screen. We both reached for the popcorn at the same time, our hands touched, sending another jolt of excitement through me. My hand retracted quickly and fumbled into my lap. I was glad it was so dark, feeling the heat rushing to my cheeks. He reached over and took my hand, lifting it to his lips. He placed a gentle kiss on the back of my hand. He leaned over to me and whispered in my ear.

The guard staggered back like he’d been hit by a shockwave. “R-right,” the man stammered. “I’ll, uh....notify him you’re coming.” Thane didn’t respond. Didn’t even look at him. His grip on my wrist tightened,.not painful, but fierce. Like he was anchoring himself. Or anchoring me. I tugged, more on instinct than bravery. “Hey. Big guy. Demi-Godzilla. You can’t just kidnap people because you look good doing it.” He stopped so abruptly I walked straight into his chest.

Cassidy looked after me confused, his lip bleeding. "You tried to kiss my woman?" I asked angrily. "I...I.. he stuttered pathetically. "Well?" "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." I punched him again. "You ever touch her again and I chip your dicm off everyone knows what a man white you are." "I won't, I promise." "You better. And stick to your whores and stay away from my woman or you'll be six feet under understand?" "Yeah." "Yeah what?"