Fat Schmidt Novels & Stories

Freddy shot Gemma a triumphant grin as the worker finally relented and took their order. They walked up to the window and paid, just like the cars before them. When their order was ready, Gemma insisted that the crew at the window take a picture with them. The workers laughed and squeezed in for the photo, fries and milkshakes in hand. Dipping fries into chocolate shakes turned out to be the highlight of the night—better than any bar or round of pool. They wandered back to the dorm, sitting on the steps outside, eating and talking until the fries were gone and the shakes were nothing but icy slush.

she begged and them dimples damn " stop with the dimples already-if you weren't my sister -..." " you would cut my head off I know -meet you in an hour or more" she said I chuckled, damn I missed her so much...I went to Fat MAMA, what that's what it's called, it's a fast food,fats only like curbs, ribs..shit like that and everything is large here,i ordered curbs,olive greens with extra source,some full chicken and a whole lot of french fries and bottles of coke then waited for my order, after getting the order I went to my car to put the food in until I heard a woman yelling a bit behind me I turned to find some lady fighting with some dude

Rose Watson spent years surviving two things: poverty… and David Robinson. Soccer prodigy. Male model. Arrogant jerk. He made fun of her weight and her poverty. She made sure he regretted opening his mouth. They fight. They insult each other. They can't stand being in the same room. Until one engagement changes everything. Forced to work side by side, Rose discovers that her worst enemy is hiding secrets she never expected—and David realizes the "fat girl" he mocked all his life is the only woman he can't walk away from. But when hatred turns into desire, and old wounds refuse to heal. Who will surrender first? Her biggest bully. His greatest nemesis. One lov

He laughed and sit in front of my desk, he laced his fingers and crossed his legs casually. "Some of the babies had been harassing me. Shocking, with these handsome features I know. I should've known better. Just tell Charlie and Darla to back off a little okay, oh... and what's his name, Harold? yes, also Harold. He seemed to think I'm all for one and one for all kind of guy." He explained his issues, making me laugh at him. Francois is our professional photographer. He had been making our girls and boys personal portfolio photos for years now. He's the best. He could make all the photos look so sinful, and made them looked so innocent and sophisticated at the same time.

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.

While Zara was thinking about what to do, there was a gentle tap on her table. She followed the hand with its clear-cut knuckles up to Stanley's smiling face. He looked smart today with his new silver glasses and matching chain. Zara was a bit taken aback. She closed her documents and sat up straight. "Professor Schmidt, what are you doing here? Did you come to get Salty Fries for Ms. Schmidt again? "By the way, those Salty Fries you gave me last time were a hit in the office. Thanks a lot." "I should've bought more. One serving wasn't enough, was it?" he replied.

Alex wouldn’t even allow accuse her of using dairy products despite knowing that Tess her sele gave up dairy for his diet. Whenever memories big and small cama up with Alex, Mía couldn’t believe she ever was Tess. As Mía if you so much as forgot to open a door once she would never grace that man with her prescence again. Her standards now are through the rough. How the times did truly change for her.

Liam shook his head crossing his legs, "You got this wrong. Like I said, he was eleven. I was pretty sure I used to make fun of girls when I was eleven just cause I could. Besides that's the past. Cut him some slack. And you're not over-weight, you're round. There is a difference, any weight that exercises can't get rid off, well that's just you. Some people are built like that, look at me, I'm lanky as a street pole, probably never be buff like the men in a catalogue, but that's okay. That's me, I have to deal with it. Just dress sexy like you love yourself and that's all men want. And it's more fun eating a pizza than a hot dog, right?"

[the Schmidt Group is already so rich, but they're still doing such immoral things. [Which company is clean these days? Can you even eat, or find it tasty, if the food factory doesn't add additives?] [I'm just an internet bystander. I can't afford it.] [But their canned goods and hams are really delicious. The most famous one is their canned goods. The taste is really amazing, different from what's on the market. There's only one promotion a year, and I stock up for half a year every time.] [I also often eat their canned goods. All kinds of canned goods are especially delicious, they're made of real ingredients. It was really shocking when they suddenly exposed to have food safety problems.]

For sure, it was that same issue again. He was pressuring me to get married before he turned eighty. And that was in a month counting from today. I am twenty-seven and never had a boyfriend. How on earth would I find myself a husband in such a short period of time? Stressed, I called in Tiffany to bring me a whole container of ice cream and a chocolate bar from my fridge in the pantry. "These aren't going to help, Miss Yna," Tiffany said as she gave me the sweets. "Did I ask for your opinion?"