Fat People Names Novels & Stories

When the other guy heard the name of Zhi Fubao, he laughed out loud as expected. Zhi Fubao said, "Buddy, you haven't told us what your name is yet." The handsome sunny boy stopped laughing and showed a strange and embarrassed expression. Zhi Fubao said, "What? Is there anything embarrassing about telling us your name? Is your name more interesting than mine?" The handsome guy smiled awkwardly again and said, "My name is Tian Boguang." When the fat man heard it, he jumped up and cried, "What? There's a name like this. Although it's not as interesting as my name, it's more obscene than mine!"

Zitrey look at his watch and cursed in his mind. The surroundings became quiet. The Fat guy gritted his teeth and the veins in his forehead showed up. That pretty boy almost made him faint when he bumped him, also when he hit him with a bag. And now he was mocked by this other person who has a sharp tongue. The humiliation is piling up. Adding fuel to the fire. The fat Guy was infamous at their school. He was known as the 'Beast' and one of the top five gang leaders in the Sports Department that never been defeated. But, with these two he seems like a 'teensy-weensy rodent' that they could step on rather than a 'scary beast'. They didn't even know him.

Sometimes I wondered if her parents knew about it. Brittany sighed, as if in relief. She looked up for a few seconds before looking at me again. She had this dreamy look on her face. “My summer was awesome. How was yours, Fatsie? Boring, right?” Fatsie was one of the names I was called but it was more original than the others. They replaced the ‘Mai’ in my name with ‘Fat.’ I didn’t even get to answer the question myself because Betty did. “Definitely. She probably just spent it indoors stuffing her face with junk.”

KEVAH'S POV JULY 9TH, 2016 Let me tell you something about myself; I am fat, there I said it. I am a 300lbs, dark skin beauty. You don't have to remind me; you don't have to gawk at my huge ass or frown at my Pudge. It's just not nice. I know I'm motherfucking big, and guess what? I don't motherfucking care what a motherfucker has to say about me.

Seriously, I don't know what she's talking about. "MOTIS!" Someone shouts at the back. Everyone turned their heads and a fat guy suddenly pushed everyone. "Tan" Zia said while knitting her brows. "Uhm... what?" Vic asked. "You're asking what his name, right? The fat guy," after the pause, Zia use her lips to point out the fat guy. Vic frown "I didn't ask", "even you didn't ask, I'll answer it nonchalantly like a true lady," answering his brother with a smug face.

Once again, she attempted to enjoy the free meal from the kind-hearted Jess. "What's wrong with you?" Jess had to carefully ask about Fathia's life. Introducing her to her friends didn't mean that the girl opened up about her life. Unlike herself, who was open about everything, including the passionate night with her boyfriend. "That Fox is at the apartment," Fathia whispered. Very quietly, hoping Jess wouldn't hear. But it turned out, Jesslyn Rasopati heard her perfectly well. There was only one woman who received the dreadful nickname from Fathia: Clara Jasson. A famous photo model and influencer all over Manhattan City. Beautiful and sophisticated, but unfortunately, Fathia dubbed her the

While all other servants fled or resigned from Zhu manor, this matter alone makes him appreciate fatty so much. “Fatty, after you finish with your work, come meet me at the main study room.” ------------------ Zhu Manor - Study room ------------------ Hong Paopao This name is not so familiar within the Zhu manor, but if speaking about fatty everyone will know who he is immediately. Actually, his real name and the nickname given by others didn't differ that much, Hong means Great, and Pao means bubble or swollen. So calling him fatty seems not much different. But… He feels like he has another name that's not Paopao, but he can't remember what it is. Back then he's too young to remember everyt

I did't think this was such a big deal, but I promised to help, so I had to do it. Oh, I needed to stop calling Rita "Chubby", she hated it, but it was so funny to see how angry she got. But then again, she was chubby when she got this nickname from a boy she was interested in when we were teenagers. Poor thing got rejected - the boy said they were just friends and that she was too chubby for him. Everyone started calling her Chubby, and she got very irritated by it. But afterward, she decided to go on a diet and lost a lot of weight, it was like she had divided herself in two, got really thin, but the nickname had already stuck, and everyone was already calling Rita "Chubby." Later, she was

he said against my lips. " Hey, I'm Elisa but you can you call me..." "Fatty?" He smirked. " Oh please! My Aunt didn't tell you ..." " Oh she did!" "Argh!! Look I wasn't always.. fat only when I was a baby..and look I'm all grown up now! And I'm not...." "Yeah I know. You now have an hour Glass figure.." "Oh shut up!. But don't ever think of calling me fatt.." " Fatty? Hey fatty fatty fatty!!" He screamed ridiculously like a child.

"I assume you're the one who pulled me out of the street and brought me up here—to the dirty floor?" "Not me, no, but I had some of my elves do it," Aradhon said. Bertram noticed he chose to ignore the floor comment. "I hope you don't mind, but I left that excuse of a man, Fat Boy, behind for the others to find. What a ridiculous name. Fat Boy. Why do these humans insist on calling themselves such ludicrous things? Wasn't that other boy called Tattoo? It makes no sense to me." He stared at the pool as he spoke, as if seriously debating his own question.