Short Chubby Woman Novels & Stories

I smiled at her red face and said, "Sorry Chubby I am just kidding" She hit my shoulder playfully and said, "Thank God we are not men, if you were then I swear there would be tons of girls waiting there in front of your penthouse". I laughed at her statement and replied " Even being a woman I can swoon whoever I want chubby whether a girl or boy". Again she turned red. I scooped her shoulder to walk out of my office.

I can only guess how big my smile was for that picture. Once the waiter snapped a few, we returned to our seats, and dug in. Not much was said as we ate. The food was just that good. Chastity, and I both got the chef’s special. I could tell Chastity liked it just by how quickly she ate. I loved seeing her eat. She needed to. She had been too skinny the first time I saw her. In the past few weeks she had started to reach a healthy weight. She also was filling out nicely in other areas. Her breasts weren’t huge, but if I had to guess they were a sold B cup, and her ass was enough to grab onto. Just the right size in my mind. I quickly banished those thoughts before I had a problem I could NOT

And Val… Valentina? My hand dropped from Charlotte’s doorknob. My feet moved on their own, carrying me closer to his office. I pressed myself against the wall, heart hammering so hard I was sure they could hear it downstairs. “You really think he’ll go through with it?” A woman’s voice. Smooth, confident. Definitely Valentina Martinez — my former high school friend. The one who’d been “so supportive” during the early days of our marriage. The one who always had coffee with Bruce to “discuss business.”

It was the chubby woman. A wave of roaring laughter swept across the place. I yanked her hand away, a rush of annoyance gushing through my nerves. “So, it is true you were slapped by Vanessa?” She asked, her voice laced with mockery. I sighed. Turned to the attendant who also seemed to be enjoying the show, and dropped some notes on the counter. “Get me a bowl of rice, please.” I said to her, but before she could reach for the money, the chubby woman immediately grabbed the notes from the counter.

My hatred of The nonsense Concept-of-Women's-Happiness-bullshit sister Elise taught me once, two years ago. I remember she said, "--at the end, a woman's ultimate happiness was to fulfill her destiny. To do so, thou shalt be modest but charming, full of smiles, calm in her nature, smooth in her speech, forgiving, loyal and devoted to thy husband, never rejects the will of thy husband and thy attitude towards his wives has no prejudice; sincere and full of understanding--,"

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.

Was that really necessary? “Hey, Madam, are you talking about me?” Philip asked. The obese woman immediately widened her eyes, pointed at Philip while she placed another hand on her hip. She cursed, “Who are you calling ‘Madam’? Are you blind?! I’m only 22. Watch your words!” 22? F*ck! Philip could hardly believe it. This fat and greasy middle-aged woman was only 22? Fine, Philip could not be bothered to explain. He apologized cheerfully and left.

I did't think this was such a big deal, but I promised to help, so I had to do it. Oh, I needed to stop calling Rita "Chubby", she hated it, but it was so funny to see how angry she got. But then again, she was chubby when she got this nickname from a boy she was interested in when we were teenagers. Poor thing got rejected - the boy said they were just friends and that she was too chubby for him. Everyone started calling her Chubby, and she got very irritated by it. But afterward, she decided to go on a diet and lost a lot of weight, it was like she had divided herself in two, got really thin, but the nickname had already stuck, and everyone was already calling Rita "Chubby." Later, she was

She drooled at the sight before yawing her gaze to the woman. "Thank you, Aunty Zu!" she cheered before digging right into her breakfast. From what you could see, she's a foodie, she likes food with her whole life that's why she weighed more than how girls want to see their selves nowadays. She's not really fat nor chubby. She has full chest, wide hips, and her thighs touch each other but she's never conscious of her body and happy because she has a really flat belly even with her weight, her belly never disappoint her, she also have a very small waist. Her chubby cheeks which she really admire even though it is not really chubby, her button nose, slit dark eyes, perfect arched brow which do

‘Charlie’ grew excited, rising inside Bates’ boxers, so he leaned backward, supporting his weight on the chair. The young girl couldn’t have been any older than eighteen, pouty, heart-shaped lips, thick, brunette curls bounced around her face. Her cheeks appeared rosy, smooth. Full, voluptuous breasts poked out at him, a thick layer of pubic hair around the girl’s opening small belly button on her flat tummy amused Bates further.