Really Skinny People Novels & Stories

And then I looked around the bar and noticed three things: The first was that there was not one ounce of fat on any of the people in the bar. Every single person was slim and gorgeous. The women all looked athletically fit and like they should be on the runway for Victoria’s Secret. The men all had bulging muscles, their arms corded and their abs hard. There must have been a gym around here that everyone went to because everyone seemed to be runway or photoshoot ready. That was probably one of the things that Liam left off the list: to live in this town, you must, at the bare minimum, run on a treadmill and do deadlifts.

The once plump young woman had become as skinny as a skeleton because of one person. Her dull eyes told me that she had lost the will to live.

Years of keeping a straight face in Luna Beatrice's chambers helped me remain perfectly still, though I nearly laughed inside at their ridiculous argument. I had long stopped caring about insults like fatty, piggy, or whatever else people hurled at those with extra weight. In a world obsessed with beauty, the skinny were called skeletons, the curvy were gluttons, the pretty were temptresses, and the plain were repulsive. Even the most beautiful carried their own hidden wounds and doubts. Who was I to argue when they spoke the truth? Their bickering continued in low voices, filled with petty accusations, while the car wheels hummed steadily over the road.

"You are my best friend. Do you hear me? Best friend." I flicked my coffee mug to clink her orange juice. Her cheer was loud and plain. It made me lightheaded for a second. It also felt safe. Navy's questions came fast. "Do you do shows? Magazines? Who picks your models? Are the guys handsome?" I watched her phrase the last word like she was tasting it. I made a face. "Pretty, yes. Handsome, no. Too skinny for me." She agreed with a nod and a grin. "That is true. Human fashion loves skinny. Still, you must travel a lot. That looks fun."

Both Eric and Ember raised their eyebrows at that. “Models are people who wear pretty clothes and look nice for others, aren’t they?” Eric asked. He glanced at Castor, who nodded subtly, before he looked back at me. “If you want to look nice for others, then why would you be so thin?” “It’s…” I hesitated, chewing the inside of my cheek. It wasn’t a simple thing to explain to people who didn’t understand our ways. Finally I said, “It’s a beauty standard.” Eric huffed. “Beauty…” He shook his head. “Being too thin is not ‘beautiful’. It makes you look weak.”

It was the best feeling. "Lean isn't the definition of pretty. Its just how the society defines it. They make fat people feel less of themselves. Some starve themselves to death all in the name of getting slim fit. But i think everyone has their own definition." He explained. "Some part of Nigeria sees only fat or thick people as beautiful. Some thinks if you have flat nose or pointed nose then you're pretty. Some if you have gap teeth while some, as the case may be, if you are lean." "And some thinks only fair people are pretty while some thinks its only black skinned people that's pretty." She added quietly.

She kept refilling her water cup over and over. "She wants the guy to be around 5'10" and even specified the weight range. Guys in that range tend to be pretty slim, sometimes even a little undernourished. For her to be that precise, there's an 80% chance she already has someone she likes in mind," Giselle added. "I can't believe it. Is she trying to order a male model or something?" "Super skinny guys don't even look good. Not saying they're not safe or anything, but let's be real, they look like stick bugs."

Chris looked at Paige and asked casually, “Why aren't you eating?” Paige snapped out of her thoughts and looked at him. “I’m not hungry.” Chris raised an eyebrow. “Are you on a diet?” Paige did not respond. She would let him think she was on a diet. “I don't like women who are too thin,” Chris said. “When they're too thin, it feels like I'm holding onto a skeleton. You’re just right.' Paige was at a loss for words. Chris continued, “If you get any skinnier, I won't be hugging you anymore.”

He thought to himself, seeing how thin and weak Nicole’s figure is and how she isn’t even that heavy, would I still need to prepare? He could not help but tsk in his heart. These celebrities, they all kept exceptionally skinny figures just so that they could look good on camera. At first, they appear to have around the same figure as that of normal people, but in fact, behind the camera, they were much skinnier compared to how they looked on-screen.

And since I have a girl's body, it's not difficult for my partners to do anything to me. Black Cat: Anything? Oriental Gray: Yes, you know, I'm one of those people who doesn't have big muscles, my body is petite, petite, and my face doesn't help much. Black Cat: I can imagine... It's true, you don't have big thighs, but the ones you have are very well toned... Did you have surgery? That would explain your weight loss. Oriental Gray: And what about you? Black Cat: I'm... What should I put? Well, I can describe one of these guys. I'm slim, tall, with light hair, and tan skin.