Stories About Getting Fat Novels & Stories

"Maybe if you weren't so damn fat and lazy." I kept cleaning. "Maybe if you spent less time stuffing your face with stupid books, then you might look prettier and find a man who finds you attractive." There it was. The familiar jab. The one he'd been making for years. I felt it. Of course I did. But pain loses its sharpness after enough repetitions. Eventually, it becomes background noise, like traffic, rain, or heartbreak. I tossed the final paper towel into the trash. Richard laughed. The sound was ugly.

“But judging by the weight you’ve put on since you started living on your own, you could do to lay off the candy.” Giovanni’s eyes were shiny in second and he wailed, “It’s not my fault! Zeke eats candy all the time and he’s nice, so he shares. He literally has it all the time. Gia, come on, you know my willpower is weak. It’s not my fault. I’m not getting fat, right? I’m not. Say I’m not.” Gianna rolled her eyes. “Stop being overdramatic. You could put on a hundred pounds and though you’d be very unhealthy, you’d still be too cute and adorable for your own good.”

When I got home, Mom looked deeply disappointed, her eyes wet with tears. Jenny frowned. "The coach called Mom and said you were sneaking out to eat snacks at the camp. You never learn! When you reach five hundred pounds, Mom will have to help you bathe and use the bathroom every day. Do you really want to trap her at your side forever?" Mom glared at Jenny and told her to stop. Then, she turned to me and pleaded. "Shannon, if you still can't control your eating, you'll die! Your father died from obesity. I don't want to lose you, too!"

"What? You told her she was fat!" Xavier rolled his eyes at her outburst, "No I didn't tell her that besides we were just having a good time in the kitchen, joking and all that when the topic came up. How was I to know that she'll take the joke so hard?" Her eyes flared impatiently, "You should never tell a woman she is fat especially one you gave a ring, it doesn't boost a woman self-confidence to a 100," "Now I know better." He mumbled, not believing he was feeling berated.

A girl at the table had even mocked her, asking if she wasn’t afraid of getting fat. Back then, Julissa had arrogantly declared she was the type who never gains weight no matter what. But who really never gains weight? She eventually plumped up a bit and even hit 100 lbs. Every time she weighed herself, she’d get upset, but Scott would just hug her waist, lift her up and say, “Still manageable. A little more weight won’t hurt.” Thinking about all that, Julissa scratched her head sheepishly. “He does seem to enjoy watching me eat…”

“Huh?” Mavie was not sure she heard everything or anything the man had said. She was still shocked to realize that she had been licking and sucking his fat girth just moments ago. Taking a good look at it, Mavie noticed it was almost the size of her wrist, just a little smaller. She wasn’t so slim after all. She had gained weight ever since she could buy and eat whatever she craved to have for a meal. And her employer was too kind to give her full access to the rich and nutritious food in the kitchen. But Mavie was not fat either. She just has enough flesh filling her curves and all in the right places. “For a first-timer, you seemed to know what to do. Are you sure you haven’t done this bef

The thing was, LD and I were friends. I mean, close friends. Closer tham best friends, actually. We had been sharing the same friendship together ever since we were Pre-School (Her Mom and my Mom were Best friends, too.), that was why I witnessed all the struggle he had been ever since. He was obese, and his obesity was not just any other’s obesity. His case was different, because no matter how I tried to convince him to lose weight, and no matter how hard did he tried to at least engage on the idea of losing weight, he just could not still drop a pound. He had just gotten bigger and bigger, to the point that it was already alarming. If Andrei was fat, he was twice (or maybe twice and a half

he made me sit on his thighs again. “I also didn’t realize,” I lied nervously. “Well then, keep adding. I love it.” he placed his hand on my thighs and I spanked it away. “No. I would get too fat and my stomach might get bigger. I won’t look so sexy anymore,” the thought of being fat didn’t’ sit well with me and if not that I was having a baby, I would never. “Your stomach grew an inch bigger,” he picked up a glass of water and I froze. Tiana and Tiffany said my stomach was still flat.

I felt awfully fat and ugly all of a sudden. "I'm fat! Even when you got home, you told me I was fat. That was almost the first thing you said!" I kind of yelled at Adonis. "Baby, you're not fat, you're pregnant!" he said as he rubbed my pregnant stomach. I suddenly understood why people got so mad at women who were pregnant. Carrie always said she was fat, and I had to tell her over and over that she wasn't.

It seemed that he wasn't just fooling around with Talia. That lout had been chasing the skirts of any women he had his eyes on. I couldn't believe that I had actually treated a man like that as if he were some kind of prize. I had to have been completely out of my mind. I suggested going to a buffet after a month of starving myself and working out like crazy. I endured a month of suffering. Alas, not only had I failed to lose weight, but I had also gained even more. I pulled out several dresses I used to love and tried them on one after another. Some refuse to zip up, while the others split at the waist the second I forced them on.