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When my online boyfriend insisted on receiving a picture of me, the class belle, Callista Xavery, snatched my phone from my hand. She said, “You’re a real wrecking ball. He’ll run for the hills the second he sees you. Just send a photo of me instead. That way you won’t scare him off.” My other classmates also mocked me, saying, “You’re out here dripping grease and still trying to online date? That’s straight-up catfishing.” I pinched the thickness around my fat and hesitated about whether I should really send a photo of Callista or not. Just then, a barrage of floating words flashed before my eyes. [That fat girl’s online boyfriend is a top-tier Claremont trust-fund heir who loves flexi

After losing his entire retirement savings to a scam, my father-in-law, Kyle Knight, tried to kill himself by overdosing on pills. I frantically called my husband, Joshua Knight, a psychology expert, hoping he could talk his father out of it. "Dad lost his entire retirement fund to a scam. He left a suicide note, and he's trying to kill himself. Come home!" Instead, Joshua snapped at me for making such a big deal out of it. "Your dad's made plenty of bad decisions before. Maybe this'll finally teach him a lesson. Don't bother me with stupid stuff like this again. I'm trying to watch a movie with Vanessa." For a second, I thought he hadn't heard me clearly. I was about to tell him that t

CORA “What do you think of my dress, Claire? It's beautiful, isn't it?” I looked into the mirror at the dress shop and turned. Yes, I'm more filled up than most. They call me fat around here even as the Luna of the pack and my mate Daniel had been distant, but I could turn things around. Today's our anniversary, and he'd like the effort I put in, right? I called my sister Claire to accompany me to get the perfect dress for my sixth anniversary with my mate.

Where is Sarah? That's the best part—when one appears, the other disappears. Just my luck. I look around for Sarah and I see her in another aisle—with the dolls. · Sarah, hurry up and come back. I inspect my assets: my super-women! These are our bodyguards, there are six of them today. They are beautiful and as dangerous as death. They know their work and do it well!

His eyes were firmly fixed on me as if he was studying trying to study my every move and it was creepy. “Can you stop looking at me?” “What is your name? I am Silas.” “Maeve” “You have such a beautiful name, tell me is he your mother who gave you that lovely name? Women are known to give the best name to the adults” “I wouldn't know that” “I'm sorry,” “It's okay. Where are we going?” “For you to meet the others”

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

An unforgettable sex was always done with those who did not care about the dirt of sex until exhaustion, with the excessive heat and disheveled hair, and not even with spanking in the ass and hair pulls. Women who surrendered easily to that were the best in the world. And I loved the bbws. Because they used to like something stronger during the H hour. Not to mention everything there was to play during the act. I had an intimate speech that chubby women were like pots of honey, where you could smear and delight for long hours, without ever getting sick. And it was my favorite type, besides the type that my radar attracted the most. Throughout my life, I've never been with a thin and model gi

she puts her hand on my tummy, spreading it around that area, "See. They're flat. You're hungry too. Come on, Papa. Make me somethinggg." "It's flat because I work out." I'm still trying my best to watch the movie. It's extra tiring today since we don't have any help because Beatrice and Nancy are on leave so right now, the only thing I wanna do is to sit down and enjoy this movie with a bottle of beer, in peace.

Feng Shaotian couldn't help but ask, confused. Fatty Ma stared fixedly at Feng Shaotian as if looking at an idiot. ‘Don't you know how much money I'll earn just by selling that trash carcass you're speaking of?!’ ‘F*ck, the money I'll get from it would be enough for me to become an E+ ranker without a hitch!’ Fatty Ma couldn't help but lament. ‘Nevermind, I have already accepted his offer anyway so this carcass will be mine soon enough.’ He thought with his mouth watering.

added the fat woman. “You!” Francine Diaz was angry as she thought that the fantasia was great and it was not lousy. Although there was a time that Francine thought that it was not the great either, since she was started her business and managed to earn money, she found the fantasia to be particularly good. She had rented a place inside the fantasia mall and the income was good. “What? Are you from the countryside? Such a pumpkin! You are so ignorant! How dare you to said that? Shame on you!” the fat woman spat at Francine with hatred.