Fma Gluttony Novels & Stories

"You're the most high-maintenance person here in this entire company! You're just a glutton who does nothing but stuff your face. You have no awareness at all! No wonder you're 30 years old and still can't find anyone to marry you!" I had drunk myself into the hospital just to close that deal, and somehow, I'd become a glutton who did nothing but stuff my face? Anger shot straight to my head, and I leaped to my feet. "I was the one who practically drank my life away just to land that five-million-dollar deal. So what if I eat a piece of chicken? You, on the other hand… You've been here for three months, but all you've done is order afternoon tea every day on the company's dime. And you have

It would’ve been great if the ground would swallow me or if I could disappear into thin air. “You’re so delusional…” “Even five years in the gym and starvation won’t help you” “Face it darling, you’re obese, and it’s a problem you’d deal with for life, there’s no changing your shape. You’ll never have a slim banging body event if you go under the knife. Don’t waste your time on meaningless things and eat, don’t kill yourself okay… You’re chasing a shadow…” Martha whispered loud enough for everyone to hear and she tore the menu before my eyes.

She didn't know what was nutritious, so she asked her cousin, who snapped off a chicken leg and handed it to her, saying, "Chicken legs are nutritious; eating them will make you tall and smart like me." She wasn't greedy, but everyone said she was. Gluttony seemed like a cardinal sin. But when Vermont saw her sharing a piece of foie gras with a child, all he could think was, what evil intentions could a glutton have? People were truly different from one another. "Hey, what's bothering you?" Vermont called out to her, noticing her reddened eyes and sounding concerned. Felicity snapped out of her reverie and grabbed his hand, asking, "So were you deliberately trying to get me drunk that night?

It didn't take long for him to resume thrusting; this time, he was spewing profanities while making deliciously dirty remarks about my oral pussy. Finally, he slammed my throat one last fucking time, bottoming out, his throat reaching places in my throat that it hadn't even touched all this time. I felt his cock pulse as he erupted inside me, not just once but three fucking times, his warm cumload filling my throat. He slowly pulled out, strings of drool adorning his shaft. I didn't waste time swallowing his love gruel, ignoring the discomfort of my throat that had been ruthlessly fucked sore and raw.

When I got home, Mom looked deeply disappointed, her eyes wet with tears. Jenny frowned. "The coach called Mom and said you were sneaking out to eat snacks at the camp. You never learn! When you reach five hundred pounds, Mom will have to help you bathe and use the bathroom every day. Do you really want to trap her at your side forever?" Mom glared at Jenny and told her to stop. Then, she turned to me and pleaded. "Shannon, if you still can't control your eating, you'll die! Your father died from obesity. I don't want to lose you, too!"

The bond was faint, and as of late, I could barely feel her at all. “Jerry, I don’t know why you think you’re allowed to run slow, and Ryan, no warrior of mine is a walking snail!” I barked, my voice cracking across the training field like a whip. Damien watched them quietly while eating an unnecessarily large bowl of yogurt. He ate like hunger was a competition he planned to win, yet still had the body of someone who lived in the gym. The quarrel with Alana earlier had left him irritated, and now he was overeating out of stubbornness, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing him fazed.

Destiny protested. "You see? The glutton in you. I adore it." He made a dramatic mocking face. "I'm not a glutton but I don't care anymore if you're bent on being on my neck for that." "Sure." "By the way. I was not gonna eat your food. My throat is damaged and I have lost my appetite." "Sorry, but I care less." "You caused it you know?" "You could have easily accepted that you're a glutton instead of going through the trouble. Now I won and you lost again to this employee of yours who got employed without an interview. Wow, am I not a genius?." He chuckled.

she said and went to return it " Stop! " She faced him coyly " what? I thought you said I should return it " " I never said so miss Kalthum." "but you called me a glutton which simply means you don't appreciate me taking anything from your extravagant kitchen. I hate it when I'm being insulted sir" " are you talking to me like that? " he frowned and took a step forward Kalthum saw the anger in his eyes " n-o sir I was only trying to defending myself " she took a step backwards

Blaze offered me his second favorites. We drink and eat while doing the calculus, once in a while Blaze taught me difficult numbers. "You eat too many sugar! Bad for your sugar blood level!" Me is being concerned when I saw Blaze ate everything he had ordered. Blaze laughs, "she doesn't know who I really is!" Blaze whispered. "My metabolism is very high. I need huge calories intake." He explained. I won't get fat, don't worry. I will always have my flat strong stomach with six-pack breast."