Chubby Sister Novels & Stories

Out of all the men in the world, the one I had hooked up with twelve hours ago was sitting across the table from me, sipping my father’s wine while discussing his engagement to my sister. Yes, My Sister! My chest tightened, and I felt my stomach drop. The fork in my hand trembled. I stole a quick glance at them. His fingers were entwined with hers, a half-smile resting on his lips. The same fingers that had left marks around my neck. The same lips that had swept across my whole body.

“Oh, okay, sis she said and took a deep breath. She is trying to keep me calm because she is always worrying about me going to hurt myself because of my bully. Because all of us girls have bullies. Yes, all of us girls are bullied by the gang that our friends with Derrick and Wade. Wade is Cherry, Derrick aka D-Man is mine, Ryan is Samie Marie, Will is Vanessa aka Nessie, finally, Wyatt Richardson is Sammy, Derrick's twin sister, and Wade's cousin. Is it strange, really? Why do all of us have a bully? How about that, they all are freaking friends. Being sarcastic. I thought. “Cherry," if you want, I can fix your hair and do your makeup, for yeah, sis," I said. “Sure, why not Cherry said wi

Girls like Jessika were the ones guys wanted… long, slender legs, flat stomachs, perfect little bodies. And Jemy too, one of the reasons I had not allowed her to visit me at home… She had a thing for older men, and she wasn't as big as I was and I couldn't stand the thought of my stepfather wanting her, and not me. Everyone was slim and slender, except for me, my chest tightened.

Cassie trudged up the hill with her sisters, the massive packhouse looming before them. The three of them weren’t particularly tall, but they were strong. With thick auburn hair and hazel eyes. Their faces, arms and legs were largely covered in freckles. A gift from so many days spent out in the sun with the rest of the pack. The sun was fading now, as they walked through the main room and up the stairs to their families’ wing of the house. They shared a kind of suite, with three bedrooms branching off of a small sitting room. The large bathroom could accommodate all of them, but there always seemed to be a fight over its use.

It had been many years into the marriage when I finally learned about the truth. It turned out that my mother, Erica Jones, had drugged me on my wedding day and let my sister take my place at the ceremony simply because my sister also liked my fiancé. My breathing grew rapid. Back then, Mom told me that I had suddenly fainted during the wedding. So that my fiancé wasn't suddenly left at the altar, she had no choice but to let my twin sister, Diana Halliwell, marry him in my stead!

I just have to grow a bit more and then we can be together for good. Girls were also always around my brother. I don't like to admit it to his face, but Michael is good-looking too. I found out by accident that he already had a girlfriend named Maddie, but he was always with another girl named Emily, who I thought was his girlfriend. Maybe boys can have more than one girlfriend, but I won't be sharing my Dylan with anyone. I was playing Subway Surfers on Dylan's phone when a text message popped up and distracted me. I was used to that but I frowned when I noticed it was a girl's name in the notification.

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God.

"Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!" My mom's expression was full of disgust. "I told you we shouldn't have said anything to her. She's been jealous of Rebecca since they were kids and always has to compete for everything. How could she possibly accept this baby?" As she spoke, my mom shoved me hard. "Get out! You're only going to upset Rebecca further!" I stumbled back, my heart pounding painfully against my ribs, every beat making my nerves shake. My eyes burned red as I stood frozen in place, shouting, "Mom! Am I not your daughter, too?"

"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

I have been working on creating a hot-wife website to make lots of money from p**n. I also have two beautiful sisters, Brianna and Jordan. Brianna just turned 20 and Jordan is 18 and will graduate high school this year. Brianna is away in college. Brianna has developed into a very voluptuous young woman and Jordan is quickly getting there. Brianna is more outward than Jordan. When Brianna is home, I lustfully look at her and think whomever is fucking my sister is damn lucky. I know, I shouldn’t thing this way, but I know I would bang Brianna if I had the chance.