Chubby Teens Novels & Stories

They know exactly who I am. “No fucking way,” Reed gasps. He lifts a finger and shamelessly points at me. “You’re telling me that’s Chubby Tabby?” My cheeks burn in utter embarrassment. I can’t believe he just said that out loud. That stupid nickname. That humiliating reminder of everything I tried to leave behind. Jace squints like he’s trying to make sure I’m real. “Wait… Tabitha Huxley? From Silver Hill High?” His eyes scan me slowly from head to toe. “The chubby girl who cried behind the bleachers?”

Nadia is not here yet, but comes in the door only two minutes after I did, and Luna Piper asks us to sit down. “Thank you, ladies. For the coming event, I have a small task that I think you young girls will handle better than I. At this point, we have more teens between sixteen and eighteen than we ever had before. And they are bored.” Luna Piper starts telling us. “I want you girls' help to get ideas for how we can keep them busy. As many of them have started to drink and cause problems.” Luna finishes explaining to us. “So we need to find some stuff for them to do, other than training,” Nadia asks.

The little girl was stunned, her mouth wide open. She had always known that she wasn't good looking, but because her family was wealthy, no one dared to mock her for it. But this new boy actually had the audacity to give her such a nickname! Before she could even protest, Todd spoke again. "Since you're so fat, let's call you Chubby."

She never took a single gram. The bathroom scale was always kind to her. As slender as a model, she had countless 6 size jeans in her closet. In her teens, she joined a competition organized by the local bakery. She had swallowed heaps of candies until she dropped, but the numerous devoured were not enough to win her victory. A young boy whose corpulence showed high gluttony had won without too much trouble. Judith had nicknamed him Charlie. He loved devouring chocolate by handfuls. Ranked at the second position, she had greeted a bit of frustration when she saw the already chubby kid take off proudly with his weight in chocolate.

Clay nodded at my phone. “Hold your horses.” I rolled my eyes, pulling up the list. “Okay, the others in the cartoon movie were Slightly, Nibs, Chubby, and Twins.” I frowned, not liking any of those. “Ah, here we go. In Hook, there was also Ace. But that’s a no go since that’s my brother. Thud Butt is also a no. We aren’t insulting the puppies.” I shook my head. “Pockets could be cute. Don’t Ask, Too Small, Latchboy, and No Nap were the others. I don’t like those names.” I wrinkled my nose.

The blonde-haired little girl of about ten years of age whines as she hugs me tightly. "You are so pretty. Now, I know why I look this beautiful. I look like you," The other one that is about seven years says as she rests her head on my big baby bump, and I just hold my mouth open in shock, not knowing how to react to this. You won't blame me, right? It's too sudden, honestly. "Uhm... Thank you," I smile at them uncomfortably, trying to look natural. I don't want them to think I don't like them. I'm just shocked by their warm welcome when I was expecting the otherwise.

That's how they think when they see money that is very different from what they are carrying. "I want to eat spiral potatoes!" Complained Reymond. Among these eight teenagers, Reymond is one of the light or encouragement among them. If there was no Reymond maybe right now they just stay quiet and don't know anything, also Reymond is very versatile, he always likes the things he wants. Even in his school, Reymond is said to be a genius who only has a hundred years.

“I love you, Tyler...” “How about a group hug!!“ Hugo yelled. Everyone hugged each other. Hugo is the one who kidnaps Kyra, which she discovers. Everyone burst out laughing. Even though the world is not yet at peace because of demons, people may be certain that someone will fight them. And that group is the Teen Hunters. THE END.....

The fat teenager was still munching on his favorite roasted chicken-flavored potato chips. His mouth and clothes were full of crumbs of potato chips. He didn't care about the cynical stares of those who saw him. For him, the most important thing is how he can fill his stomach with delicious food. "Huh, finished! I'll buy this later. Now I want to eat a hamburger." He thought. The fat boy got up from the chair that was holding his chubby body since 14 minutes ago.

Do I really dress like an ancient teenager from the 90s? Whatever. It's too late, I'm already here. Plus, I'm donning this pair of white sneakers to emit this kinda sporty teenager vibe. Thisss definitely makes me look like a 19 year old, right? I even set my hair into a high ponytail with a side fringe framing my face, a style I've always worn during my teen years. Lastly, I carry Abby's 19.99 bucks (before discount) sling bag that makes me put a mental note to buy a cheap bag later on so she won't have another excuse to take my handbag again. Ever again. No more bag exchange.