Getting Fat Story Novels & Stories

“How can you eat so much and still stay that thin? It’s so unfair. Ine I put on weight just from smelling delicious food.” Natasha, Nicole and Boyd broke out in laughter. “Every beautiful woman has some deadly flaw hidden somewhere…I think we just uncovered this lady’s flaw today my dear colleagues.” The twenty-six year old Boyd teased his new supervisor. Natasha finished cleaning her hands and mouth and laid the napkin back on the table before giving each of the three a questioning look. “If you think you’ve just discovered my flaw, wait till you see me naked.” She said in a deliberately stern low key that caused the two other girls to laugh and Boyd to ask;

But I want to know your favorite colour, food, anything interesting about yourself. I was about to speak when the waiter brought our food.. I told him everything I knew about my boring self and he told me things about himself too... We talked all night long and we even lost track of time. Someone cleared their throat, we both turned and saw the waiter from earlier. "Sorry to disturb you but the restaurant is about to close." "Sorry about that, we will taking our leave then." Brian apologised as we both stood up and walked out of the restaurant. We both entered the car when I realised that it's an hour to mid night. "Oh my goodness, I'm dead" "And why is that." Brian asked. "My mum is going t

It was really fun spending time with them whilst every one of us even studied well. However, most nights I cried remembering what I had to go through. I could not make many friends and was bullied and harassed too. I cried. I knew I looked ugly because I was fat. But I had a fair skin and I had a good heart. Only if I was thin I would also look beautiful. I could also hear the words "You are beautiful". But again, because I am fat, I already had stretch marks on my body. I also wear power spectacles. I just was insecure about myself. I was like a useless piece on earth.

They only made me ache more. Adrien pov The afternoon blurred by in half hearted conversation. Adrien told me little stories about my supposed stubbornness at work, about how I never liked sharing fries, about how I snored when I fell asleep on the couch. He was careful not to overwhelm me, but every detail felt like a thread tying me closer to him. I wanted to remember it all.

And we take a seat on the same sofa. - My story begins when I was thirteen. I gained a lot of weight because my parents had just divorced and each blamed the other for the failure of their marriage. I was so fat that I had trouble moving around. Everyone made fun of me. Even my mother, it was my father who didn't throw stones at me. I decided to go and live with him. At school, it was hell, constant mockery, no one wanted to come near me for fear of suffering the same fate. I locked myself in my studies and I was the first in my class. But when it came to boyfriends, no one wanted to approach me, let alone hold my hand. When I got my diploma, I promised myself I would lose all this excess we

Dear Diddy, Dear Diddy, I am sick and tired of being body-shamed! I’ve been called a lot of names; hippo, a cow. I’ve been asked questions like: “Are you really going to eat all that?” One time I was dating a guy online and he asked to see my picture, when I sent one he just vaporized into thin air, and I never heard from him again. It hurts, I feel like I can’t do better because of how fat I am and I need help, I’m tired of being made fun of, of trying various diets that don’t work. Please help me, Diddy. _Fat Cow

"It's because you sleep the whole time rather than organizing your things. And I, can't sleep so what do you expect I'll do?" "Yeah, yeah, whatever. And it's getting dark again," I yawned. "I'm sleepy again." "What the fudge, Becca. Do you like to add fats to your body? Sleeping sometimes can increase fats, you know. Look at yourself, you're too chubby." "Excuse me. I'm not that chubby. I just have a healthy, sexy body," I said. Reina laughed. "Sexy? You've got to be kidding me." I arched my left brow. "F-Y-I, chubby is the new sexy. I got a perfect body, I may be not that slim as you but I've got curves and you... you're slim but a flattie."

Fred retorted, “you mean you like a chubby girl” Fathia inquired, “I like a girl with big boobs and big butts, Fred said, “which means you don't like my body type” Fathia, “I love you but If you become chubby I will love you more” Fred said, “What type of diet can make me chubby within a short period?“ Fathia asked, “Don't worry about that, I will get all for you today” Fred retorted,

"What is too much about it? You have nice boobs. Showing cleavage is a good thing. I thought you wanted to hook up with someone tonight? And as for your ass. Girl, you are thick as hell. Those guys aren't going to know what to do when they lay eyes on you." Turning around looking at my reflection I frown. I'm not your average girl. I have long black hair that reaches my waist. My eyes are a bright shade of green. Tonight I am a little taller because of the heels I am wearing, but normally I barely reach 5'3 in height. As for this thickness that my best friend, Becca, is referring to.. well let's just say I'm fat. I have a big ass because of my weight. That's all there is to it. She has me we

Okay. Tulio arrived at his grandmother's place, got on his motorcycle, and headed to Fat's neighborhood, which had nothing fat about it. The man was as thin as a reed. Fat was sixty-eight years old and had built an empire on loan sharking. He had been a loan shark since he was underage and now, the whole block where he lived belonged to him. All the houses on the block were his and were rented out. At the end of the block, the three-story corner house in provincial style was his. His four children lived in the same block and were all married, and the children running around there at the moment were all Fat's grandchildren and great-grandchildren.