Novel & Cerita Fat Vampire

Now she has gained a lot of weight but she is very stingy. ************************ Zoe couldn't help laughing when she read Cora's text. Zoe: If you dont't like her, give her to me. I'm Fatty's mother. You are just her stepmother. I don't want to talk about you. My Fatty is so cute, but you dislike her. Looking at the message from Zoe,Cora glanced at Fatty who was with her back to her and said, "What? It is she often plays on air, okay? What do you mean by 'I dislike her'? Look, how much she dislikes me."

“Master, do you know why Mistress Azarael wants us to kill the Chief of Star Clan. I mean we have nothing to do with them, those people have nothing special about them anyways.” “Are you kidding!” Fatty yelled, “There's so many beautiful women and drop dead sexy men here! Their hair and eyes is the most amazing about them. If it weren't for my crush, I'd get myself a man and a woman. All to myself.” Violet cringed, “You're so disgusting, Fatty..” She couldn't bring herself to say more. “Gentlemen and..” Poison glanced at Violet briefly, “A freak.” Before Violet could complain, he said, “This is the last opportunity I'll give you all to leave. The mission is too dangerous, neither of you can

Her heart beat hard against her chest as she thought about what would be the end of her when she is presented to the High Council. Food source to the factory? A slave a werewolf? Or a sex pet to a wicked vampire?! Felicity had predicted sex pet because Vampires or werewolves loves their pets being pretty and endowed just like her and that terrified her even more. Young children like Zendaya are mostly used as slaves while people like Olivia who are chubby are likely to be directed to the blood factory.

Warning⚠⚠: this chapter is a bit emotional My mom has been behaving very strange lately, receiving strange calls and crying after receiving those calls. I have tried asking her what it was but as usual, she doesn't open up. "mom I am fade up with all these shit, can you stop crying and tell me what the hell is wrong with you" I said "language", she said Oops!! even in a bad condition she still care about my language. so funny I said sarcastically

Once she had enough stocked away she got the gastric sleeve Alex had always discouraged her from getting. By year two she had finally made it to 145lbs. For her height that was perfect. Her finances were comfortable Tess wasn’t rich but she was making a decent amount. She afforded herself excess skin removal surgery. After she took some time healing she went and got a full mommy make over. It included a tummy tuck, bbl and breast lift. Some days Tess didn’t even recognize herself. Her hair now touched her butt. Ever since Tess started getting Brazilian blow outs her hair was straighter and no longer frizzy.

Aislen asked hopefully. “Your body is perfection,” Talen told her firmly. “Precisely as it is. But our weight can fluctuate,” he added thoughtfully. “A starved vampire will desiccate, and, as you may have noticed with Rhett, if the vampire is less than optimal weight, the body will correct itself.” “Hey,” Rhett was amused. “I’m not sure if that was an insult or compliment.” “A statement of truth,” Talen smiled slightly. “Your zombie bite stripped away a lot of body fat very quickly. A steady diet of blood has seen you fill out, not quite back to what you lost yet, but growing closer every day.”

He rubbed the spot on my neck where his tooth prints would have already healed - though a sensitive tingle remained that made my knees wobble again. "It isn't - " I buried my face in his chest, unable to look him in the eyes. "I'm not attractive. I mean - honestly - who ever heard of a fat vampire? I'm a freak even among the undead." There. I'd said it. My size-fourteen curves were a major embarrassment. Even though I never ate more than the bare minimum, of blood or human food, I hadn't lost a pound since the day I was turned. I expected platitudes. He was too sweet to shoot me down, I knew that. But I didn't expect him to laugh. It wasn't a polite chuckle ei

It showed a building with a drive-through window. "This is a Vamp restaurant," he explained. "The menu will include Fusion Cuisine favorites like Chocolood and Blood Lite, but it will also have the new, cheaper mixture. The meals will be warmed up and served quickly." Aya blinked. "A fast-food restaurant?" "Exactly!" Jacob nodded at her. "And with our new mixture of red blood cells and water, it'll be very cheap." "A vampire value meal! What will you call the place? Bat in a Box? Vampire King?" To Aya's surprise, a giggle escaped.

Silas huffed Fanger was the term used to describe men and women who liked having their blood sucked by vampires, some hoped to be turned someday and others just enjoyed the feeling. Most fangers were essentially walking blood bags, they had their own special rooms in the catacombs, but some Vamps prefer to feed while having sex. At the thought of this I couldn’t help but to rub the two scars on my skin above my clavicle, I never considered myself a fanger, but I guess in some ways I basically was one, except it was only with one vampire. The vamps don’t tell the fangers, but the ones hoping to be turned, never will be and all of them get discarded when they can’t produce blood fast enough be

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?