Novel & Cerita Short Chubby Woman

"Hi, Chad. Why are you here? Wow, you even brought two beautiful ladies!" A chubby man under five feet tall emerged. He was dressed in luxury, including a cool belt, crocodile leather shoes, and various limited-edition designer pieces.

Most women especially the models he often went out with were always obsessed with their weight and did anything and everything to stay very thin, but Vivian Sanchez was different. She had a figure he could only describe as 'slim thick'. She seemed to have the right amount of weight in the right places. Not too large breasts that drew attention to her cleavage, slim waist, thick thighs and a fat, curvy ass. One he couldn't help staring at when she turned around to leave his office.

He felt more like a school bus driver than a Dad. James felt a hand on his leg and looked over. His wife, Christine, smiled at him warmly. Unlike most 39-year-old moms, she had actually slimmed down compared to when they'd first met. Christine proudly proclaimed she had less than 15% body fat and, boy, you could tell just by looking at her. Even her hair -- blonde like Austin and Molly, but straight and jaw-length short -- looked almost sharp. James smiled back at his wife. She might look tough, but he knew she was still the kind, caring woman he'd met in high school.

“Sure, I might not know the full situation, but it is clear as day that Mr. Dominic wants his wife, his true wife, Mrs Elena. And not someone like you.” “Someone like me?” My voice rose, echoing off the walls. I stepped closer, fists clenched at my sides. “Go on, say it. What exactly do you mean by that?” She hesitated only a moment, then lifted her chin. “I don’t want to be blunt, but come on. Look at you and look at Mrs. Elena. You can’t possibly compare. She is hot, elegant, slim, the kind of woman who turns heads without trying. And you… you’re on the heavy side. No man will ever choose you over her. Not even in your dreams where it matters.”

“I’m sorry, I think it’s enough for us to have the kindergarten’s official group chat. I am usually very busy as well, so I am not free to join so many groups.” Just as they wanted to say something, another woman came out of the kindergarten while holding a little girl. She seemed very capable. She wore a loose-fitting pure white blouse and a pencil skirt. She has a good figure and did not drag her feet when she walked. She did not seem like a wealthy housewife, rather, she seemed like a working woman. When she saw Sabrina speaking to the wealthy housewives, the woman was first startled, then she held the little girl’s hand and left.

She walked around me in a circle, praising my body, saying, "Wow, you are so sexy, gosh." "Paaaa paaa paa" She sp@nked my bare ass three times after she crossed my path. "Remove my underwear while you're on your knees," she said, stopping in front of me. As I got on my knees and pulled down her p@nties, I did as she asked. gradually until it was turned off. She had a well-shaven c00chie with a thin line of hair on it, and I was kneeling there, staring at it. Her lips were plump and c00chie. I was shocked because I assumed that only women who were overweight or obese had chubby, fat lips.

But she’s content with life. She’s a tall woman, 5'6, she’s dark-skinned, she has chocolate brown skin so good, you'd think it tastes like chocolate. She has big dark brown eyes and an oval-shaped face. Her black curls fell down her shoulders to her back, and her body is shapely and voluptuous. She has a small waist and a flat stomach. Most women that see her envy her. How can she have thick thighs and a flat stomach at the same time, well she is black, nothing is impossible.

Easily the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on. I could tell that she was Filipina just by looking at her. She had a chubby face, and didn’t look much older than twenty-two. But her body… Her body told a different fucking story. Slim, shaped to perfection. Toned. I could tell that she worked on it a lot. She was so fit and in shape. A slim waist, flat stomach. Thigh gap… Juicy, slim legs… And small, perky tits. Just how I liked my women.

She said in a low voice, “She’s not Angie. Take a closer look.” Although their faces were exactly the same, her figure was completely different from Angie’s. Angie’s body was very muscular and lean because she had been trained in martial arts and gun fighting. She was much thinner than this woman and was at least five centimeters taller. On the other hand, this woman was slightly chubby, short, and very frail. She looked like she was malnourished since young, which made her weak. Thus, if one looked closely, it was easy to tell the difference.