Katy Mixon Weight Loss Novels & Stories

Perhaps, she wasn't born as pretty as Catherine, but her skin was already well-maintained. Catherine's praise couldn't comfort Audrey at all. "Kathy, you don't know about how the camera works. I'm as heavy as you are, but my face looks a lot bigger than yours. I can only make myself look better on camera by constantly losing weight. If I can have a face as small as yours, I won't have any worries then." Catherine had such a pretty face. No wonder Kim was desperate to sign her. She was really drop-dead gorgeous!

Chapter 8 ANGIE’S POV: CHATED ON. REPLACED. HURT... WENT TO THE GYM. That is the flow of my life right now. My lifestyle has changed. I have made a big change in myself. I didn't waste time on simple diets. I know this process isn't easy, and losing weight isn't easy at all. But I kept going. I kept pushing myself at the gym, hoping to slim down and become as fit and pretty as the women on billboards. I don't just want to be equal to Andrea; I want to be better than her so that Mark regrets everything he did.

"All this time I wanted your love, mother. For a long time, I believed I would if I lost weight, but the thought of it only made me eat more. And you know what's worse? I think, unconsciously, I knew the truth. Being the skinny girl wouldn't make you love me, so I kept eating to have an excuse and not see reality." Her forehead wrinkled, and I shook my head before she could say anything. "Okay, it's not my fault. You need help. " I murmured, returning to sit on the sofa. "I will not take the blame for your excess weight. " She mumbled, and a smile tugged at the left corner of my lips. "What favor do you need?" Kaciana looked at me, her lips hardened into a thin line, and she sat back down. "

"Shut your mouth, Jun! He looks elegant. High-fashion slim is the look this season." I had dropped nearly ten pounds since the pregnancy took hold. My diet consisted of clear broth, sliced apples, and the occasional cracker. I looked sharper, perhaps, but there was a fragility in my step that I couldn't hide. Tammy helped me into the backseat while McQueen hovered by the door like a worried hen. "Try to talk some sense into him, Tammy! He’s barely eating. He claims it’s a 'cleanse,' but look at him! He used to walk the perimeter of the lodge every evening; now he barely moves from the sofa."

“Sorry, I had some stuff to do first, I’ll be done in 10 minutes kay” I watched after her as she walked into her bedroom. I noticed that she looked like she had lost some weight. Carla is about 5’7, 230lbs, with huge tits, 42DDD, long blonde hair, green eyes, and beautiful. She is a big girl. She isn’t the type that is lazy though. She’s very active, but just likes to eat! Anyways, I commented on the fact that she lost weight. “Do you really think so?” She yelled from the bedroom.

"Ms. Kay! Haven't seen you in a few days, and you're looking even more... slim and delicate." Translation: 'You've lost weight.' How could I not? How could I not? After everything with Hayden, I'd barely eaten. Then there was the flood incident—I'd probably lost at least three pounds. "Yeah, dieting. Guess it's working if even you noticed," I replied, keeping any hint of vulnerability off my face, even though my heart still ached. "You and Hayden must've planned this whole weight-loss thing together, huh? He's down at least five pounds, too," Ron said, holding up five fingers.