Getting Fat Story Novels & Stories

"And what is this story that I'm a challenge, huh?” Flynn giggled and shrunk his body when he felt me poking him in the belly with his fingertips. From the photos, I always had the impression that Flynn was a little overweight, but personally the case was totally the opposite. He was very big and had a wide back, but his belly did not protrude with folds under his shirt. Even I had more fat accumulated than him, and I threw a sad look at my dress that folded in my belly.

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

Mmmmuah"! A clap of satisfaction was given to him by the audience as he walked back to his seat. Mr Lucas collected the microphone and rounded up the speech with a joke, saying.... "Now that the grandfathers of triplets Amelia, Donald and Anderson have given their own vote of thanks, now it's my own turn to do so being their day's Master of Ceremonies". Everyone laughed as they clapped...to cheer him up. He began... "The title of my story is..."The Cat and the Single Hen"! He continued...

He then asks. “N-not at all!” I blurt out, leaning forward in my chair. “I swear, I’ll be more focused! It’s just-!” I pause. There is no way in the Outlands that I am going to tell Kain I heard him last night, and that is why I have no focus today. He seemed to be waiting for my answer, so I quickly blurted out the first thing that come to mind, “the bed wasn’t too comfortable, so I hardly slept!”

Retorted Azanah and drink the soup from the bowl. “Ah hahaha, You lying to me girl, I don’t believe you! If you don't have any intention like that then why did you blush when you see me naked back in the capital?” Said Fatty Pao as he laughs out loud. “Stop making me recalling that scene already! You damn pig!!!” Azanah snapped. The scene where she saw fatty naked and a giant turtle head between his leg haunted her even in her dream. She then threw her stew bowl at Fatty face in a fit of anger.

" Really? Am I beautiful? " " Yes, you're very beautiful and sexy. " He whispering while pestering kisses on her neck. He heard her sigh. " You're lying. I'm not sexy anymore. Look.. " She broke the hug. " My waist aren't small anymore... My hips.. They got bigger and same with my thighs.. " She pouted and stare at him. " I'm fat. " Liam chuckled and peck her lips. " Baby, it's normal. You're pregnant. "

She even made a few friends, including James and Fiona, who had become her lunch companions. James was tall and lanky, giving the impression of someone unfit for manual labor, but he was much stronger than he looked. Standing at 5'8", he had a tan complexion and a boyish charm. Fiona, on the other hand, was petite—shorter than Ashleigh, earning her the nickname "Fun-sized." Both were two years older than Ashleigh and treated her like their younger sibling, despite her teasing them about being a couple. As they sat in the cafeteria, enjoying their meals and chatting, Fiona suddenly nudged Ashleigh—hard.

“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.

I started slowly and she looks at Amelia. “My dear, what can I do to help you?” She asked so nicely but I knew that her whole demeanour will change in a second. “So I made a deal with someone. I need to start the story from where it started so you can understand the whole thing. I used to be fat, very fat. And I used to be bullied by the queen beds of my school, it wasn't a beauty sight, because I was frustrated and j had tried to do everything to slim down, I've spent money, and a lot of other things but nothing worked. So in my dreams, someone appeared to me and told me to meet her in a cave the next day, I did and then she told me that I've been suffering from a very unfair situation and

"Maybe if you weren't so damn fat and lazy." I kept cleaning. "Maybe if you spent less time stuffing your face with stupid books, then you might look prettier and find a man who finds you attractive." There it was. The familiar jab. The one he'd been making for years. I felt it. Of course I did. But pain loses its sharpness after enough repetitions. Eventually, it becomes background noise, like traffic, rain, or heartbreak. I tossed the final paper towel into the trash. Richard laughed. The sound was ugly.