Stories About Getting Fat Novels & Stories

"It's because you sleep the whole time rather than organizing your things. And I, can't sleep so what do you expect I'll do?" "Yeah, yeah, whatever. And it's getting dark again," I yawned. "I'm sleepy again." "What the fudge, Becca. Do you like to add fats to your body? Sleeping sometimes can increase fats, you know. Look at yourself, you're too chubby." "Excuse me. I'm not that chubby. I just have a healthy, sexy body," I said. Reina laughed. "Sexy? You've got to be kidding me." I arched my left brow. "F-Y-I, chubby is the new sexy. I got a perfect body, I may be not that slim as you but I've got curves and you... you're slim but a flattie."

But I wasn’t really bothered about it until high school when people never missed an opportunity to point it out and pick on me because of it. I wished people knew that not every fat person can control their weight. A lot of us can’t. Not every fat person got fat because of what they eat. It’s mostly genetics for others. You could say we inherited the ‘fatness.’ And in this case, it’s mostly unavoidable. Just like me. Apparently, I got it from my maternal grandmother. I've been told a lot of times that I look a lot like her when she was my age. I couldn’t have gotten her beautiful hazel eyes instead. Whenever I complained or whined about being fat, my mum told me to be proud of my body type.

Nathan's voice sounded as if it was infused with the richness of the wine in his glass, it was intoxicating. Hilda looked back and glanced at him, saying "We were talking about how you got fat!" He lifted his glass and said to the curious and nosy ladies, "Alright, as you can see, I didn't get fat." He knew that if a group of ladies got together, they would talk about how he had gotten fat. The ladies' eyes lit up at the sight of him. After all, he was the national idol. His fanbase included everyone from old ladies to young girls and these rich ladies were no exception.

They had wanted a boy, had planned for a boy, bought for a boy and what did they end up with? An embarrassment if their tales were to be believed. I had always been on the larger side, struggling to control my weight ever since I was a child. It was all too easy to steal into the packhouse kitchen in the dead of the night. The chef there took a liking to me, telling me her stories of a childhood abroad as I ate all the snacks and then some. I laughed along with her as she told me her life and imagined a world far away from the Hell I was living

I've gotta say I'm proud of myself. I wasn't always overweight. I've been in the normal BMI range the entire school years until I broke up with my boyfriend after graduation. From there on, I went into this steep line of climbing towards overweight in just three months that from a normal size 6, I went to size 12, sometimes 10 if I wear clothes fit to my body but mostly 12, because I like baggy clothes to hide my figure. So yeah, it's all because of that motherfucker. He didn't just broke my heart, he inspired me to eat crappy food -as crappy as him- that I swell everywhere with fat, making me gain kilos that I hadn't been able to lose until ten years later.

Rachel said seriously. Sigrid also frowned seriously. "Let me tell you, don't ever believe men's words. Men are big fat liars. They say it's better to be a little fatter, but their concept of fat is different from ours. In their eyes, being curvy is having certain parts of the body that should be fat and thin. In fact, it's actually referring to skinny girls with big breasts and a big butt."

"I was still wearing the hospital gown. I was still bleeding. He threw divorce papers at me. He told me it was my fault the baby died because I was clumsy. When I tried to tell him what Chloe did, he grabbed my neck and squeezed. He told me he would ruin my father's company if I didn't sign." I buried my face in my hands. "He locked me out in the cold dark night. He threw a tiny cardboard box at my feet and told the guard to close the gates. I had no money. I had no shoes. I walked until my legs stopped working, and I collapsed on the road. I wanted to die. I wanted to die so badly because everyone always told me I was useless, and I finally believed them. I suffered in my marriage, I was bo

"You know my dear sister, you're a lady. Don't you think, this is the right time for you to reduce. It's like you're gaining weight every day. Your body is now like four people in one body. What is the use of a whole-body mirror in your room if you can't see how big your body's? You look like a walking closet. Maybe in the next few days, our maid will be confused and she will think you are a closet." "Your brother is right," mom said. "Mom..." "Fatima, maybe Kier is always teasing you to make you conscious. We're only thinking about your welfare. Maybe it's time for you to lose weight. You're so fat, hija." "Listen to what your mother says," my dad said. "You need to reduce. Your beauty will

Pregnant sows had enormous appetites and could never eat their fill. Jennifer devoured her meals ravenously. She ate enough for five tables at every meal, eating anything and everything indiscriminately. If the three men had not limited what she ate, she would have ballooned to 600 pounds and been unable to walk. I had never seen anyone grow so horrifyingly fat. Her backside was so wide she had to turn sideways to fit through doorways. The more I looked at her, the more she resembled a fat pig. She was completely unrecognizable from the delicate, refined young lady she used to be. Thinking about it, I could not suppress my laughter.

I started slowly and she looks at Amelia. “My dear, what can I do to help you?” She asked so nicely but I knew that her whole demeanour will change in a second. “So I made a deal with someone. I need to start the story from where it started so you can understand the whole thing. I used to be fat, very fat. And I used to be bullied by the queen beds of my school, it wasn't a beauty sight, because I was frustrated and j had tried to do everything to slim down, I've spent money, and a lot of other things but nothing worked. So in my dreams, someone appeared to me and told me to meet her in a cave the next day, I did and then she told me that I've been suffering from a very unfair situation and