Novel & Cerita Fat Guy Despicable Me

“Julia has always been skinny.” He chuckled lightly. “I wish she’d add some flesh. Men like women with a little meat on their bones, you know.” Heat crawled up my neck. “As an African man,” he added casually, “I’ve always appreciated chubby women. They’re the best.” He paused, his gaze drifting over me. “Can you encourage her to put on some weight? Hitting bones can be very off-putting. Especially the sagging skin… Your skin are tight and plump. Your tanned skin is nice too. Are you by any chance mixed?”

Forgiving her was easy, forgetting everything was the difficult part. My thoughts were broken when my cousin entered my room. “Hey fatso.” he chuckled throwing a pillow towards my direction. Man, I swear I lost 2kgs. I don't even think I look bubbly how. Then why Fatso? “I'm not fat and even if I am, then it's ok. Being fat isn't a problem.” I defended. “Oh oh oh, girl calm down. I was joking.” He said raising his hands in surrender. “Why are you here?” I asked not wanting him to taunt me on any other thing.

He had grown plump over the years which was a rare occurrence for our kind, as we had an amazing metabolism that made it hard for us to store excess fat. For him to have gotten this big, that meant he was probably engaging in awful and disgusting acts of gluttony. "What is it?" I asked, folding one arm over the other. "Why did you just walk in here to disrupt everything?!" He cried. "Things have been going really well, only for you to come here and poison the mind of my elders!" "Poison the mind of 'your' elders?" I burst into laughter. "Oh, c'mon. Don't even say that. I saw the way you looked at them all in disdain. Do you think me stupid?"

ARC He leveled his gaze on the fatso, daring him to look at him again but he didn't. It was confirmed then. Fatso was uncomfortable around him. Arc didn't care. Although, he couldn't help but tap from the nervous energy that oozed from the frightened green eyes that avoided his own, and the way his lips were clutched between his teeth, Fat filled his cheeks and neck, making him look like a mature baby, and even with the fan swirling above them, sweat stained his armpits and the neckline of his blue shirt. The roundness of his tummy couldn't be hidden, and his chubby hands rested on the protruding belly, as if trying to conceal it.

His animalistic gaze twisted into one of disgust. “What the hell?” he cursed. “I knew you might be pudgy, but I didn’t think you’d be fat!”

It didn't look too packed and muscled, and at the same time, it didn't look like he was hungry. They were just around the right proportion. The same went to his body too and he didn't look skinny, he did actually look fit but then again he was no Chris Hemsworth. "You know what else is scrawny?" Azariah asked, raising his eyebrows at her. "Your dick??" Amy asked unsure if that was an honest question or her just trying to tease him. "Oh you bloody caterpillar," Azariah laughed. "Caterpillar? Who the hell says that anyways because I'm sure as hell no one in America says that," Amy laughed at his ridiculous insult.

As Tess looked in the mirror she was met with a round face, chubby cheeks, and dark circles that had formed from years of sleep deprivation under her eyes. Her hair was a tangled unruly mess of dark brown curls framing her face and resting just under her shoulders. Not to long, not to short of a length, her eyes looked more green today the hazel had a tint of red dirt brown along the black ring and green in the inner part. Depending on the light and her clothes her eyes would change from green to a light brown. She stood at 5’11 which has always been considered tall for a girl and weighed a whopping 363lbs. Most people guessed she was around 250lbs as she still had an hour glass figure and c

The irony. His belly hung loose and rested on his waist. He had gotten fat. It’s a wonder how some still chase after him like flies. Sfetano isn’t ugly. Never has. His boyish features are gone now but he was still strikingly handsome. My eyes trailed the rest of his body and landed on his cock. If I hadn’t seen Moretti’s I would sit here thinking his cock is the biggest. Tsk he was small. Too small compared to Moretti. No wonder I never enjoyed sex. He couldn’t reach all the places I wanted.

But I hadn’t broken down. I wouldn’t. Across from me, one of them sat lazily, chewing on a piece of bread. The sound of him eating filled the room, each bite echoing like a taunt. I tried to ignore it, but my stomach betrayed me with a painful growl. He noticed. His gaze moved to mine, his chewing slowing. He was a big guy, broad shoulders, dark hair, rough features. The kind of man who looked like he belonged in a crime movie…one of those nameless goons who worked for the real villain.

Looking at the fat man's painful appearance, Li Meiyu smiled and said, "Fatty, is the military training so terrible? It's just ten days. Just take this opportunity to lose weight." Zhi Fubao said with a bitter face, "I wouldn't be afraid of military training if I were as thin as you. Think about it. The weight of you and my boss is less than mine. When I was in military training, it was equivalent to boss carrying you and a bag of noodles on his back. Do you think it's easy for me to do that?" After hearing what he said, all of them laughed together. It was really true. Zhi Fubao was too fat.