Fiona Fat Novels & Stories

Maya listened as Fiona spoke. “Any good news?” Fiona asked. “Besides the fact that I’m now in a relationship with Jess, I think nothing. And oh, her dad might love me too as well, soon enough,” Dione’s voice came as a whisper, but Maya was close enough to hear everything. Fiona let out an evil laugh. “Very good. What about her obsessed friend? Does she still doubt you?” “Screw you, Fiona, you skinny-ass bitch calling me obese? Like she could afford to stay a month without fixing up her hideous face with plastic surgeries,” Maya mumbled but made sure to keep her voice down.

She turned, and let the warriors lead her away. “GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME YOU DISGUSTING ROACHES! DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ME! I AM YOUR FUTURE LUNA! I ORDER YOU TO TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF ME! I HAVE A RIGHT TO DISCIPLINE ANY ONE I WANT, IN A MANNER I SEE FIT!” Fiona screamed as the warriors went to grab her.

I grabbed Fiona by the wrist and pulled her away from the tap. The fat woman went into the bathroom. She looked at each woman again, from top to bottom. Behind her were two strong men in tight black tops. Every time she passed by a woman, she would touch her breasts and lower body with the black electric baton in her hand. When she met a woman with fair skin and a good figure, she would smile and nod. If a woman with saggy breasts and a flat body, she would frown and even curse dirty words. When she walked up to Fiona, her gray eyes, which were heavily shaded, immediately grew fearful.

“She’s not thinking about staying, is she?” She had barely been in contact with Miranda lately and had no idea what Miranda was really planning. Since Fiona worked in the same lab, she would naturally know more. After a brief pause, Fiona looked up at Xena. “Xena, I want to join DE’s brain-computer interface project. Could you talk to Felix for me?” In this family, everyone already treated Felix as Xena’s future husband. Fiona had felt awkward about that at first, but over time, she had grown used to it.

“Look at her! She’s… she’s…” “Fat,” Celeste supplied helpfully from the crowd, her voice sweet as poison. “The word you’re looking for is fat, Alpha.” Derek pointed at her. “Yes! Thank you, Celeste. She’s too fat to be my Luna!” The words hit me like a physical blow. I wrapped my arms around my middle instinctively, trying to hide the soft curves that had always made me feel wrong. Broken. Less than. I wasn’t skinny like Celeste with her perfect model figure and delicate bones. I was curvy—wide hips, thick thighs, a soft stomach that no amount of skipped meals ever seemed to shrink.

Fiona had a pair of big doll eyes and it has the same color as those of the finest emerald. Those beautiful eyes of hers were framed by thick and long eyelashes. It was so long that Allan was even starting to doubt if Fiona's eyes were modeled after the eyes of an ostrich.

Mía told her goggle homes decide to turn on her lights and start her wifi coffee maker. Goggle said it was time for her to get up and stretch. She got up to do some light yoga and admired the woman she saw in her bathroom mirror. She could never quite adjust to the thought that this was her now, her long dark brown hair that dropped to her waist in waves of carefully highlight and lowlights of lighter brown throughout. Sometimes she would touch her face to make sure she was really the person in the mirror.

That rhetorical question has shocked Fiona, and her expression changed. Xavia did not give her any chance to speak. Instead, she said, “In fact, you address a married man as Brother Zivon intimately. You can’t even wait to present yourself to a married man. You’re as thick-skinned as those flesh on your arm.” Flesh on the arm! Fiona was skinny everywhere except her arms, where she had butterfly arms. Even though she had done liposuction before, it still was not as beautiful! On top of that, she was not small-boned. Hence, she looked a little chubby.

She was known as "Miss No-Nonsense." I realized later on in life that if only I had been as brave and confident in myself as her, I would have lived for me and not suffered so much. "Hey, Kimberly, are you even listening," Janet waved frantically in front of me. "I'm listening, Janet, I'm just..." "Who do we have here? The barren, fat Luna." Kate scoffed, swirling wine, as May followed behind, flashing a smug, triumphant grin as she gestured toward the massive, glittering diamond ring on her finger.

As if my existence was the inconvenience. "Look, look at you Annabel," he said, flat like I meant nothing "I can't even point out the correct word to describe you" Then Lennon's voice floated over, sweet as something rotten dipped in sugar. "I think the word you're looking for is fat, Alpha, I'm I right sis." The hall went absolutely silent. Aldric's face cleared. He seized on it the way a drowning man seizes a rope. "She's a fat cow," he said. Simply. Cleanly. Like he was reading something off a list. "I'm not taking a fat cow as my Luna. Neither will I take her into my bed."