Names To Call Fat People Novels & Stories

That said a lot for a girl who once couldn't stop talking. The rest of our friends, whom we affectionately called the 'Royal Rat Pack', trickled in soon after us. The name 'Rat' came from the word Brat. The adults used to joke and call us 'little brats' when we were younger, and Aaron couldn't say the 'b' in Brat, so we adopted the name.

Colt speaks before walking away. “Babes, bitches is a name for women in the bikers community, along with sugarbutt. It wasn’t an insult,” King smirks at me. “Insult or not, I won’t be called a bitch,” I argue. “Fuck Babe, calm it,” he laughs. “No, King, I won’t calm it, and stop calling me Babe,” I argue. “What’d ya rather I call ya? Bitch, sugarbutt? Miss? Professor, or teach?” His mouth kisses my neck. I go to argue and hear someone.

I said making sure I put emphasis on her name. “See I know already I can't deal with you and yall haven't told us your names either.” Essence said with a giggle. Her and Kimani seem to be really cool and down to earth type of chicks, unlike the majority of the girls around campus, who only care about clothes, shopping, gossiping, hair and makeup. Although Essence and Kimani were dressed nice they were comfortable, it was different then the usual females. “My name is Syncere but people call me Syn.” I answered. “And my name is Shawn.” Shawn answered.

“I told them repeatedly to stop calling me that, especially in public, but they never learn. My ma was the one who started it. She used to work at this hairdresser’s in our city, Cutie Pie, and when she took me and pa there one time, she suddenly hit on the terrible idea and the name stuck.” “Is it that bad?” Nathan asks after having wiped all judgment on his face so Kate wouldn’t feel conscious. “I think it has a nice ring to it.” “Don’t you know?” Kate asks, getting impassioned. “Short girls don’t like being called ‘cute’.” Kate stressed the word with angry little-bunny air quotes. “They don’t?”

Bianca pushed forward until she stood close enough to drink in every word. “So…” she whispered, eyes bright. “The Alpha found his mate?” Her friends exchanged excited glances. “Who is she?” They followed Roland’s gaze and when their eyes landed on me, their face drained of color. “Oh…” That single syllable was all it took. One by one, the crowd turned. Recognition spread like poison. “The fat girl?” “She’s his mate?” “The Alpha?” Someone laughed. Then another. Soon the entire pavilion buzzed with cruel disbelief.

“That’s why if you have food, don’t offer her. She will be a giant soon!” I wanted to be mad, but it was a fact too. To think positively, they still used a soft nickname of “Miss Curvy” instead of “Miss Fatty”. It would be more condescending if they called me “Miss Fatty”. Gaining more weight made me inferior. I could get a boyfriend before. After breaking up six years ago, I was single until now. Probably, my fatty folds intimidated men. It was too bad because I wasn’t a possessive or a jealous lover.

The little girl was stunned, her mouth wide open. She had always known that she wasn't good looking, but because her family was wealthy, no one dared to mock her for it. But this new boy actually had the audacity to give her such a nickname! Before she could even protest, Todd spoke again. "Since you're so fat, let's call you Chubby."

It was lunch break but I remained in class, with my head buried in my locker. "Ariana" If not for his voice that I recognized, I would have thought it was someone else, because he never called me by my first name. It was always "Fatty", "Clumsyline" or "Peyton". He came up with the name, 'Clumsyline', because according to him, I am clumsy. I didn't lift my head because I was very surprised. I wanted to hear it again before reacting. It was probably someone else who had a voice similar to his.

No one has ever felt free enough around me to do something silly like that. "I'm sorry if that was disrespectful, Sir, but you called me fat twice. You can't do that to an innocent girl like me," she says with a little smile full of mischief. Nukea is so… I want to... I actually want to do a lot of things to her. "Your fingers are fat, especially that one. I'm not lying," I continue with a smile to let her know I'm not upset, "By the way, you don't have to call me Sir, Mister or Theodore. Just Theo is fine."

Zitrey look at his watch and cursed in his mind. The surroundings became quiet. The Fat guy gritted his teeth and the veins in his forehead showed up. That pretty boy almost made him faint when he bumped him, also when he hit him with a bag. And now he was mocked by this other person who has a sharp tongue. The humiliation is piling up. Adding fuel to the fire. The fat Guy was infamous at their school. He was known as the 'Beast' and one of the top five gang leaders in the Sports Department that never been defeated. But, with these two he seems like a 'teensy-weensy rodent' that they could step on rather than a 'scary beast'. They didn't even know him.