Chubby Mom Solo Novels & Stories

This other woman must have hypnotized him. "Here is her picture." he handed me a picture. "She is a single mum," he added. I smiled, a single mum dared to try to steal my man to herself. I laugh hysterically. Getting rid of her will be fun. She and her daughter can join the collection of other ladies who tried to take Malcolm from me. I'll make sure to give her the best spot in the graveyard. "Where can I find this bitch?"

he asked, totally thrown. "Yep. Sold it at a discount," I replied with a hint of playfulness. "Honestly, I've been running it solo for years—I'm wiped. Feels like the right time to retire. And with your wedding next month, I don't even have to worry about asking for time off—" Before I could finish, I heard Tina, my future daughter-in-law, shout in the background, "Retire? You're not even fifty! Don't tell me you're planning to mooch off us already?"

“Today, I’d like to give special thanks to my family.” I looked down at Rosemary, Jasper, and Lily in the audience. “They’re the ones who showed me what ‘familial love’ really means. “To repay them, I’ve prepared a little gift.” I pressed the remote in my hand, and the massive LED screen behind me lit up. The image flashed to show a scene from our kitchen. Rosemary was making chicken soup. Then, she discreetly pulled out a packet of white powder and poured it into the pot. “Got it. It’s from the vet clinic, and it’s strong.”

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

Not compared to my poor Eve. The next morning, Eve woke up early, clutching two little dresses in her hands. She bounced into my room, her face glowing with excitement. "Mommy, wake up! It's community day, and we're going to see Mrs. Olf. Daddy's coming too! Which dress should I wear?" "You'd look beautiful in anything," I said softly, forcing a smile. I brushed her hair, fixed her breakfast, and took her outside. This was our community. Why should we step aside for Sammy and Linda?

He adjusted her disheveled dress with a demeaning slowness. "Now, go back downstairs," Xavier whispered coldly, appearing completely unshaken after what they had done. "Go to your husband. Let him smell my scent on your skin. Remember, Elara... every time he touches you, remember who made you tremble tonight. And this was just the warm-up, Mommy. The nights to come will be very long for us." Elara climbed down from the desk, her legs still shaking. She smoothed her hair, trying to gather the fragments of a dignity that had been shattered into dust.

Is it me pushing you or your entire family sucking me dry like leeches until I'm left for dead? My relentless questioning rang out, laying out every grievance and truth bare in front of everyone. The crowd erupted. Their expressions shifted from shock to outright disdain, all directed at Howard and Mom. Howard stood there, speechless, his face flushed red, his mouth opening and closing without a sound. Meanwhile, Mom, who had just played the pitiful victim moments ago, now looked flustered and humiliated, as if she wished she could disappear. After a long moment, Howard still couldn't force out a single word. Under the weight of pointing fingers and scornful whispers, he grabbed Mom and fled

Kimberly POV Clubbing is what I do for a living. I'm at the club right now as we speak, rocking any guy that cares to be rocked. It happened again. I fought with mum again. Ever since dad left us she has resulted in dating any gigolo she sees out there. They introduced her to smoking, drinking and she couldn't go a day without it. It took a lot of counseling from doctors to help my mum out of that depressed state my dad left her and now she wants to get married again!. I don't want mum to go through another failed marriage. I saw how broken she was when dad left and she only managed to put herself together even though It has not been easy.

On the day of the topping-out ceremony for the resettlement housing, my mother, Diana Knowles, insists on reporting me to the authorities for shoddy workmanship. It's all because my cousin, Marco Sanford, went to play at the construction site, stepped into the freshly set cement, and scraped his knee. "You think you're so great just because you built a couple of buildings?" Mom screams at me. "I can't just stand by and watch you put the whole town in danger just to make millions of dollars by pocketing the difference!" Marco clutches his bandage and explains quietly, "It's all my fault for climbing over the fence to play there, Aunt Diana. The construction workers even tried to stop me.

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.