Lily Marston Weight Loss Novels & Stories

I saw Lily again at an art exhibition. She'd lost a lot of weight and was wearing a simple cotton dress, studying a painting intently.

Finally the giant man bothered to loosen up his hold on her giving her a chance to stand up and tidy up her shirt, she glanced at the man and tried to walk away not appreciating the crowd around them but her chubby wrist was gripped by a large hand pulling her petite frame back. Liliana had always been a chubby girl, she didn't have the model like figure and she liked herself this way only, lily loved food and she never was deprived off any kind of qusine especially when her mother motivated her to try whatever she liked. Liliana started working out after seeing her big brother's fitness routine but even after her tries to lose her weight, she still couldn't get as slim as she wanted and eve

I expected it to be the other way around but Lily took everyone by surprise by rejecting him with no good reason or maybe she was scared of the rejection coming from him. I stood in front of the mirror staring at my reflection, I had become too thin, my ribcages was boldly visible accentuating my wide hips. Anyone who saw my body would think every food I ate only stored in my hips and butts. The other parts of my body looked like I was malnourished, well except for my face and slender legs. Who wouldn't get thinned with the numerous problem I face every day. I wore my panties and lacy bra. Opening the wardrobe, I took out a white straight gown which had red stripes across it and wore it then

That afternoon, she arrived at Century Hotel to meet Lily. Lily, wearing bright red heels and an even brighter expression, sauntered in with her chin lifted high. There was always an air of superiority about her, even when she had nothing to be proud of. Marah swirled the wine in her glass and scoffed. What exactly is she so proud of? Lily had the height, maybe even better curves—but when it came to beauty, she couldn’t compete. That’s exactly why Marah had picked her to take the fall. Lily’s arrogance was a mask for her insecurity.

I was content with my big chest and the fat that covered my legs. I think everyone should quit passing judgment on others and just be content with what they have. Where the three of us weren't, Trista was willing to put in the hours at the gym to maintain her figure. She was that slim. However, Lily was a petite girl, and after she shed her baby weight, she would become tiny with enormous breasts.

-------- It had been a month since the funeral, and the weight of grief had settled heavily on Lily's shoulders, pulling her deeper into an abyss neither Aaron nor Clara could pull her out of no matter how hard they tried to. She had become a ghost of the vibrant woman she once was. Her once-bright eyes, now dull and glassy, stared into nothingness more often than not. Dark circles framed them like bruises, and her cheeks had hollowed out, her skin pale and stretched thin over sharp cheekbones. Her hands, once steady and full of life, now trembled slightly when she held anything, the veins more pronounced against her fragile skin.

Since she was now confident in her final win, she was determined to also get rid of all of Jane’s supporters! Lily was wildly ambitious, and she acted swiftly on her ambitions. After ending the call with Marcus, Lily visited a beauty parlor. Her investment in herself obviously paid off. After leaving the health club, her cheeks were as smooth as a baby’s bottom. She refused to believe that Alex, who had been in love with her so long, would not feel a stir in his heart at the sight of her looking like this. Taking out her phone, she made a call to Alex.

When looking at Lily, one couldn't help but be charmed by her gentle and extremely cute appearance. Seeing Lily in person, Maria understood how people were bewitched by those large, gentle lime-green eyes. Long curly bangs framed her cute face, while the rest of her pale blonde hair was styled into twin thick braided buns, decorated with pink, yellow, and light green flowers. She stood there under the moonlight like a cute fairy in her pastel yellow and pink frilly dress. Lily was the treasured and spoiled daughter of Earl Vidor Bloomdale and Countess Camilla. "Is it just me, or is this the second time our intelligence was insulted?" Mai leaned over to whisper in Maria's ear.

It was as if Jasper was sitting beside her, whispering into her ear even now. "Then it was the emotional abuse. He tore me down about my looks, my weight, even my clothes." Lily clenched the edges of her sleeves, tears dripping onto them. "I'd go without eating just to lose weight for him. Just wanted him to be happy. I wanted him to love me." Her voice trembled. "That's enough for now." Dr. Marshall said, but it was as if her voice couldn't reach her. "But then he hit me." Her hand covered her mouth. She could still feel the impact of his fists punching her until she was barely conscious.

She embarked on a grand strategy, to fight for survival. In the sixth year, Lily learned a lot about various types of cooking. To attract her husband's attention. Who knows, if his stomach was filled with the delicious food she made, his attention would return. She failed. In year seven, Lily learned how to make herself more beautiful. She took make-up classes here and there and did gymnastics at any studio that was said to be good. Just to make Levi see her as the girl version of Lily. The version that was chased after to the point that Lily herself was disgusted. But she failed again.