Short Chubby Woman Novels & Stories

She flung herself off the couch like someone who had just got bitten by a bug. “Chris, finally you are back!” The lady shouted happily and threw herself in Christian's arms. Shania was surprised as she stared at the two “Hey Ash…um,” Christian whispered and pried the lady off him “Come on Ace, is this how you welcome me after you did,” the woman said with a frown. Shania stared at her petite form, she wasn't fat or medium but slim like a model, she did have a back side, but her figure was quite like an hourglass. With her blonde hair and a heart-shaped face, Shania saw a famous model

I always expected to suffer, to fall for some nasty guys that would toy around with my feelings, maybe sleep with me and then dump me, or I would get cheated on and then find out that I would probably get married and grow to hate my fat drunk husband, but I would stay be with him because of the children, but I never not even in my wildest dreams thought I would end up like this. I have no clue how long it’s been, but the door opens, and a woman with a chair walks in. I watch as she puts the chair in the middle of the room, and then a small table is brought in, and Mrs Amber, the fucking devil herself, walks in and starts barking orders at the girl. She looks as scared as I feel. Her eyes hav

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,

My toes curl in embarrassment as I comb with myself to look up. The lady seemed to get over whatever was bothering her. Her intensity has faded away and a taunting smile caressed her thickly painted red lips knowingly. At the age of thirty-two, Xiomara is aptly maintained with her busty figure, short height, and curly tresses. For a woman of her business, Xiomara is surprisingly flawless with no trace of having had sex the night before and before. She could be a she-wolf with an appetite or maybe she doesn't do the business at all.

Chubby. Fat. Ugly. Those words are what I grew up hearing all my life.” They stick to me like my own shadow, even when I try to push them away, they cling to my skin, whispering in the back of my mind. I don’t remember the first time someone called me chubby. Maybe because it wasn’t just one time. It was every day. Every week,and every year. In the werewolf world, beauty is strength. A slim, slender body means a strong wolf. A pretty face means better chances at finding your mate. A graceful walk means being admired, respected, chosen.

They sort of laughed sheepishly the way people do when technology outsmarts them. "Thank you so much," the mother said, throwing her bags into the room. She extended her hand and I shook it, "My name is Cassie and this is my daughter, Brittany." I reached over and shook Brittany's hand as well. Cassie was around 5'6 and around 120lbs, very slim for an older woman. Her hair was short and sort of chestnut colored and she had pretty brown eyes behind thick glasses. Her face was warm, her smile bright, and her skin relatively smooth and clear. Her body was very thin, with small, but perky breasts, and somewhat pointy joints. But she still had a feminine flair to her hips and a surprisingly big (

"What is this commotion all about? And—why are you laughing so loudly, Kendrick? Are you being naughty again?" A skinny white woman blurted in while holding a tray of food. She's wearing a white jumpsuit and her long chocolate hair is in a clean bun. With a heart-shaped face, thick eyebrows, long thick lashes, pointed nose, and pouty small lips, she's undeniably gorgeous.

Well he can’t really say much with the baggy clothes she’s wearing. She is not tall. And she is a little bit chubby. Jasper shook his head at that thought. Nope! She is not a little bit chubby. She is very chubby. The only thing he likes about her right now is her beautiful smile that Tia seem to have fallen in love with.

Justin didn’t know if he is wrong or here every one is used to getting hit, there was no scar on any of men’s body. “Hey everybody, we have a guest here” and cold but sexy voice sounded and Justin instantly turns there, she is a woman and middle age woman but she maintains herself properly, with a thin and perfect body any young model can feel shame in front of her, her skin is creamy white with black hair little curly, long legs out of her skirt, although she is mature but she dressed herself as a young girl in college.

The country music concerts are fantastic, three women are chatting animatedly, some children play around them, one of the women calls out my attention. Wow! What a beautiful woman, I never saw her here in Portland, she must be new in town. Olive skin and short with an enlarged shape, large breasts, wide and round hips and a large turned up ass. She’s full of curves, I stop to chat with my friends, watching her movements and thinking how soft she must be.