Fat Guy With Dreads Novels & Stories

Seems that the fat Guy called for reinforcement, as the other guys look well. When the Owl logo guy saw them, his eyes bulged in shock. He totally forgot about them. Afraid, he clings to the person in front of him. Feeling the weigh on her left leg, Zitrey glance on it and saw the Owl logo guy hugged his leg so tightly. She tried to break free, but those arms surrounded his leg didn't budge a bit. Instead, it tightens more. “Heh! Mr. Handsome looks like you knew that girl. She clings to you like a leech.” said of the Fat guy in his duck voice. After he had said it, the group laughed thunderously.

Being in town only a month, Leila didn’t know all that much about Gary Kline. He was closing in on forty-five and had thinning hair he dyed to get rid of the grey peppered in what was left of it. He kept his face shaved and he was surprisingly thin in comparison to most of his bulging belly friends. It was attributed to runs and an occasional trip to the gym as he’d often spouted off at the bar about how his wife made him eat “grass and rabbit food.”

This was Bettina, my good for nothing, beauty without brain cousin. "Whoah?! That much? Weren't you scammed, Yna?" she asked exagerratedly. "You know what, change into something else. A pink gown, perhaps? That way, you would just let your true nature show. A pig!" she burst out laughing after that. "Nicholas didn't mind when I showed him the dress, so why would you?" I asked back, rubbing in her face that my groom approved my attire. But the truth was, I was hurt. She was right. I am a pig. I did try losing weight over the past two weeks. But I guess, I haven't successfully shed ten pounds.

he thundered with his loud cracked scary voice. His looks alone were outrageous for any kid of my age. He was very huge and bald , he had tattoos drawn all over his body, especially on his bald head. Looking at him ,you would wonder if he happened to be the lord of the rings, due to the multiple pierces he had on his nose ,eyes, mouth and ears.

This guy you saw, tell me about him. "Uh, stocky, with a low haircut, military, I think, not very tall five-nine, I'd say. It was the way he walked though that stood out, and the tattoo high up on his arm." I looked at the others; sounded like the same asshole Davey had seen down by the pier.

—I was even smiling when I got there. “I didn’t think you'd come back because it’s a Sunday. Checking on... me?” I stopped and gaped at a Gian in ripped jeans, a white V-necked t-shirt, and sneakers. Sneakers. His hair wasn’t even combed smoothly, his soft curls were not in control so it looked like an overgrown nest except it looked quite expensive. He wasn’t wearing a jacket so I could see his muscled pecs, and he really looked… good. Deliciously good. Yummy. Fresh enough to… eat.

Thus the electric position. Rodger entered the kitchen in his three piece black suit. He long ago started shaving his head bald as it started to recede, though his ugly goatee was still speckled with white hair. Oh how I loathed that nasty thing. He used to have a full beard that would reach his chest covering his double chin and partly B coup man tits. In the last 2 years Rodger started to work out and lose his pot belly and tone up. Yet, still he was utterly repulsive.

The inky, greasy, black hair on his head is slicked back, and he looks sleazy. Behind him and Felix are three pale people with bright red eyes. One is a beautiful dark-skinned female with braids tied up in a large bun on her head. She has a long slender face, big round eyes, plump lips painted maroon, and a matching tight dress showing off her hourglass figure. The one standing next to her looks exactly like the bald male version of her siblings, I guess. He's huge, bigger than the behemoth of a creep standing before them. One of his arms is the size of my head. Then next to him is a thin but well-muscled blonde man; his hair is short on the sides but long up top; he's got tattoos running up

However, she was so morbidly obese that she looked no different from a hippo, and any normal person would feel at once uncomfortable at the way her clothes were strained because of her size. On the other hand, the leader of the street sported a ridiculous haircut just like his men and was brandishing a metal bat while yapping, ""Who laid a finger on our manager?" "It was him!" Jackie exclaimed as he hurried to receive them before pointing at Frank, who was sitting nonchalantly in the distance. He was certainly delighted to see Plum and Scorpion coming so quickly and bringing so many goons. "Hmm…?" Plum's eyes lit up after studying Frank—he was not at all handsome, but there was an air to him

He says in between laughs. “You have no idea. I’m yet to find anyone who eats greasy and fatty foods like she does. Aria can power through junk food like it’s her only source of energy. And the worst part, she has the body of a supermodel, there isn’t a trace of fat to be found anywhere on her body. It’s the world’s greatest mystery, I tell you.” He just continues to laugh, and I roll my eyes and hit his arm. “Stop laughing, it’s annoying and frustrating and...and ugh, annoying!” The guy doesn’t stop laughing, rather he seems to laugh harder, clutching his stomach as he hunches over and laughs hard. “Was it by mistake that you repeated annoying twice, or was it just for emphasis?” He says be