Novel & Cerita Stories About Getting Fat

A month of bland food, morning walks every day, bitter medicines, and the result was only 2 kg. Clara said goodbye and went home. Gianna went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. I was alone in the living room. I reached for my phone. I didn't know what I was looking for. I just typed into the search engine: "Fat people die easily." Thousands of results appeared. I read them one by one. Obesity increases the risk of heart disease. Obesity causes early death. Overweight people have shorter life expectancies. Studies show, the fatter a person is, the higher the risk of death.

Ken pulled the meat claw down his face, smiled, and said, "I'm not skinny." Jenny in front tilted her ear to eavesdrop, whispering, “Peter is about to get fat! Fortunately, Peter is still young, when he grows up in the future, he will be able to lose a little bit of weight. Thousands of times can't go from a chubby baby to a big fat boy in the future! Although Peter is very cute, what if he turns into a fat guy and can't find a girlfriend in the future? Jenny drowned herself in confusion.

"Dakota, we believe in you! But losing weight is really tough. It's no big deal if you're just a little chubby! After all, you're already engaged to Jonah. We'll make sure he marries you no matter what!" In my past life, I had fallen for every word of that nonsense. They did everything they could to deter me from losing weight, tempting me every way they could. In the end, I grew so obese that I couldn't even walk or get out of bed, and I finally gave up all hope. I could only watch helplessly as more and more fat piled onto my body. Even when I fasted and refused to eat or drink, the fat would still appear out of nowhere. That feeling of utter helplessness was both despairing and exhausting

When my online boyfriend insisted on receiving a picture of me, the class belle, Callista Xavery, snatched my phone from my hand. She said, “You’re a real wrecking ball. He’ll run for the hills the second he sees you. Just send a photo of me instead. That way you won’t scare him off.” My other classmates also mocked me, saying, “You’re out here dripping grease and still trying to online date? That’s straight-up catfishing.” I pinched the thickness around my fat and hesitated about whether I should really send a photo of Callista or not. Just then, a barrage of floating words flashed before my eyes. [That fat girl’s online boyfriend is a top-tier Claremont trust-fund heir who loves flexi

He doesn't date nobodies and broke people. “Oh my God! Why is she so fat? That video showed her buying ice cream. Talk about classless. Smh” ‘Iris Carter please come show me how you landed Les, so I can have any billionaire I want. Is there a class or something? I'll pay. Lol! I deleted my pictures, turned my profile private and logged off. Rushing to the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror, I really was getting fatter but not to the point that I became robust. It was still a little bit of flesh. How am I fat?

I say to Molly. "Shut up. I'm a little bit fat. It's normal to have boobs. You don't know because you are skinny as hell." She snaps. "Ouch. First, you are not fat. You're normal. Second, I'm not sure why but I was born and remaind a board. Okay? Maybe I'll grow curves when I get pregnant. I don't know. Unfortunately when I get fatter I just grow a freaking beer belly. It's horrible." I complained.

It was really fun spending time with them whilst every one of us even studied well. However, most nights I cried remembering what I had to go through. I could not make many friends and was bullied and harassed too. I cried. I knew I looked ugly because I was fat. But I had a fair skin and I had a good heart. Only if I was thin I would also look beautiful. I could also hear the words "You are beautiful". But again, because I am fat, I already had stretch marks on my body. I also wear power spectacles. I just was insecure about myself. I was like a useless piece on earth.

"Rara's body, it's all fat. Surely Gerald doesn't have an appetite for Rara anymore, Rara's getting worse too." "Darling listen to me. The partner who makes a husband more happy, is the partner who is fat." Gerald took my shoulder and explained. But I shook my head. I don't want to be fat. I want my old body back. "I don't want to be fat, ugly. Now my body is all swollen." I'm sobbing even more. "Alright, you are slim." "Ish ... my body is all swollen, slim from where? Right away." I murmured.

She paused for a second, pulled her hair behind her ears so she could hear properly and when nothing came, she went back to finishing the business on her plate. Her three colleagues-turned-friends sitting with her on the table had stopped eating and were all looking at her with bemusement. When she finally cleared her plate, she heaved a sigh of relief, pulled the plate to the side and finally raised her head up. “I really hate skinny people,” the slightly plump Astridah remarked, shaking her head and looking at Natasha’s empty plate with indignation. “How can you eat so much and still stay that thin? It’s so unfair. Ine I put on weight just from smelling delicious food.”

With her appetite back, the title seemed like it was already in her pocket. Soon, competition day arrived. When Selina saw me, she froze. Her eyes quickly scanned the bead on my wrist before she blurted out, "Why haven't you gained any weight?" I raised an eyebrow at her. "Can't help it. I just don't gain weight easily." Her brow furrowed as she muttered continuously under her breath. "Impossible. Are there really people who don't gain weight..." Watching her question her entire existence, I smiled faintly. Of course there were not. Fat did not disappear. It was only transferred.