Romans & histoires The Diet Fantasy

The game has begun. Cloud City University had four cafeterias, all of which were decorated like high-end banquet halls. They served a wide variety of dishes, and even offered free desserts. Diana was leading the way, quickly piling her plate with delicious food. Chloe Foster noticed Diana had significantly more food than everyone else and coldly exclaimed, "What a glutton! Why are you eating so much?"

Damn. I tried to focus my attention on something else. Like before, the coffee table in front of us was filled with food. There were sandwiches, grapes, chips, a jug of lemonade with glasses, and two bottles of water. I loaded up my plate, starving from the strict diet Valerie kept us on. It pissed me off that we were only fed well when our sponsors came to visit us. Dante allowed me to eat in silence for a few moments. I tried to ignore the way his eyes felt on me. It was distracting and intimidating, and I was afraid to look at them and have my mind wander again.

Nathaniel POV Pandora and I were sitting in McDonalds eating our usual chicken nuggets and fries. As long as I have known Panda, she has had this crazy fetish for McDonald’s fries and ranch dressing. I couldn’t help but watch her intently as she slowly dipped the fry in the ranch dressing, flicked her tongue out and consumed the treat. Damn, I thought to myself, watching her eat that fry was one of the most sensual things that I had ever seen.

Oh well, it was kinda pathetic anyway, that just watching a good looking guy from afar would be the high point of her day. While at work she overheard two of her co-workers rave about a Portuguese restaurant not too far off of her bus route. She had never eaten Portuguese and couldn't imagine what kind of food would be served there, but listening to the two women talking really intrigued her. Her love of new food is what had packed on the pounds in the first place. But eating out was her only form of entertainment. Tory knew that if she weren't always on a diet she'd be a true foodie. Her perfect life would be a fat, happy foodie with a boyfriend who loved trying new things as much as she di

“Anyhow, do you want to get something to drink? I doubt that we are going to go home anytime soon, a drink or something to eat to kill time might be suitable.” “I doubt that you would have a place emptied out at this time,” she said, making me laugh. “But proper food does sound like a good idea, and by proper food, I mean real food. I don’t want to eat the little samples that we are given in the ‘high class’ restaurants that simply cost us fortunes when we’re never full.” Diablo laughed and nodded, making me smile. “It seems someone loves her food.” “When I have been on diet for months to look pretty in a wedding dress that I didn’t even choose, I figure that a cheat day would not harm.” She

It looked delicious, steam wafting into the air and the aroma filling my lungs. But my stomach curled and nausea rose in my throat. I looked up, meeting his eyes. “Can I have something else?” I asked. “Maybe something packaged?” He cocked a brow. “Why? Do you have any allergies I should know about?” I sucked in a breath through my teeth. “I um…I’m on a diet.” “A diet?” “Yes! A reverse diet. You know how people go on a diet for health and all that stuff? Yeah I’m doing the exact opposite. I wanna eat so much junk that my heart gives out before I’m thirty five.”

And when even that’s unavailable, they start eating non-food items. "Your wife was so starved she started eating anything. Her stomach was close to rupturing. If you had come any later, she wouldn’t have made it." He sighed again. "Young people, don’t overdo dieting." Emmett and I stood there, exchanging a glance, on the verge of tears. I had, in fact, started a strict diet for summer—basically starving myself. "So this was all a misunderstanding. No one was trying to harm me. It was all because of dieting. I guess I really shouldn’t diet anymore…"

Bima explained without thinking. Lia looked at Bima strangely. "System? What are you talking about?" "Ah, that... it's nothing," Bima tried to cover it up. "Want to try it? It's really good." Lia reached out her hand, but then pulled it back. "But... will I gain weight? It's the apocalypse, why am I still thinking about dieting?" Lia sighed in frustration. Warning! Your potential candidate is experiencing Food Trauma! Approach with caution! Bima looked at Lia, then looked at the Indomie in his hand.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

Unbelievable! ‘Right? I now feel like she’s genuine about her feelings for him…’ ‘Yeah, but she’s really fallen for the wrong person, if you catch my drift…’ ‘Well, if Xavia wasn’t in the picture, I can imagine her being the sweet little wife to the all-powerful CEO… I honestly kind of root for that idea…’ On to the fifth screenshot, it revealed a collage of four photos that all had images of different dishes. ‘Another day, another dinner! I made four dishes for him today, and with how careful I was with the nutritional values, I almost feel like I’m going to be a good dietician one day!’