Fat Ass Girls Novels & Stories

I just didn't know we were going to have to put on a show like this. “I guess even paupers can pretend if they want to,” Sarah said in the most concerning voice I had ever heard. I pulled away from his hold and stood beside him. His hand slipped on my waist and pulled me closer. She looked at me and then at him, a frown taking over her face. “I guess even fat girls can land handsome guys,” she added, and the girls behind her let out rehearsed laughter. “I might be fat, but guess who doesn’t have a man, not to talk of a handsome one,” I said, and her face fell.

I was half werewolf but for the past three days I have been feeling so human, extremely tired and moody. I started packing tissues and placing them on the shelf when my work mate and new friend Fatima walked in. She was a cute twenty three year old Indian girl ,she looked like a damn model with thick black long hair and grey eyes. She had the perfect slim body too,I felt a bit jealous especially now that I was apparently gaining weight. "Hey babes!"she greeted me whilst wearing her blue apron before assisting me. I smiled "hi Fatima,how are you?" "Awesome...is it me or is somebody getting a little bigger..."she said eyeing me weirdly.

"Can I sit next to you, handsome?" The girl sat at the table behind them just now. She was sweet-looking and had streaks of blonde highlights. She had long, straight legs under her shorts and washboard abs right above them. She also wore a skimpy white tank top that barely covered her chest. Her breasts seemed as if they were to spill out of her top due to their fullness. Stella looked down at her chest and thought gloomily, 'Are kids nowadays this well-developed? Even I'm attracted to that body of hers.'

Chapter One Chloe I stared at my reflection in the mirror, observing how my top clung tightly to my body while my jeans were a little bigger than what most girls wore. As a child, I used to imagine myself as a tall supermodel with the stereotypical "slim waist" that all the boys desired. But as the reality of being a "fat girl" set in, I faced constant bullying and ridicule. Weighing in at around two hundred pounds, I became the target of relentless taunts. Every day, as I walked through the school gates, I was greeted with hurtful comments like, "Hey Fatty, I heard you sweat bacon grease." The popular kids were merciless, chipping away at my self-esteem until it crumbled.

Starliss was stuffing some chips in her mouth. "Um, Larissa? We have a problem!" I raised my head and looked at the unfamiliar voice. I've never seen her before. It was a scrawny brunette twig. She looked like she was going to snap in half with just a little wind. I couldn't tell if that was natural or the result of a weight loss obsession. Half the population of girls in this school are obsessed with being like the girl Larissa almost strangled to death. Bagel or something. "What's up?"

She looked dead on her feet, and I could hear her stomach growling from where I sat. "Have you eaten?" I questioned her, watching her face for any sign she might be lying. When she shook her head, her stomach betrayed her with another groan. "Don't lie to me," I insisted. "She needs to lose a few pounds. Who cares," Connie scoffed nastily, grabbing the girl's arm and pulling her toward the dressing room. "This is going to be our Luna?" Rolo asked as anger flared within me at Connie's callous remark. Fat-shaming the assistant was not only cruel but could have a lasting impact on the young girl.

I'm sure Luca did not like the fact that I was thick. I was the type of girl who had fat in the right places, my boobs where full and still firm even after giving birth. My ass was just the right size. It wasn't big nor was it small, it was obvious that I was endowed. Whenever I wear A fitted gown it pops out and is perfect. From what I've heard I wasn't the their type as they were into really skinny girlfriends. It wasn't surprising that they were not used to a lady eating a large portion after all their girlfriends eat very little so they could maintain their figure.

“I pictured you as the lead character in my books.” “Oh, so I was one of the guys with the long flowing hair and the chiseled body?” Zander said, puffing out his chest. “You are chiseled,” I responded. “I almost fainted when I saw you naked, because you’re so hot.” “I almost came in my pants seeing you naked, Izzy,” Zander declared. “You’re like my dream girl. Kind, sweet, smart, caring, and incredibly sexy.” “I never thought of myself as sexy,” I replied. “I didn’t think guys liked fat girls.”

“See? I’m such a naughty girl. All the sisters think I’m so pious, but I’m just a horny little slut who needs to be fucked hard.” Yusuf’s restraint snapped. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into a rough kiss, his tongue invading her mouth. Fatima moaned loudly into the kiss, grinding her body against him like a bitch in heat. He pushed her back onto the large sofa, yanking her abaya completely open. Her massive breasts bounced free as he pulled her tank top down. Yusuf groaned at the sight…two huge, soft, creamy tits with dark, puffy nipples begging to be sucked.

She really doesn’t know how to take care of herself. Mimi rolled her eyes. “Mr. Russo, I’m a female celebrity! This body and weight of mine are considered to be fat within the entertainment industry, alright? I’ve got to go on camera, and I’ll look slightly fat when I do. So, I’ve got to make sure to stay in shape, or I’m going to be as fat as a pig when I get on screen.”