Try Being My Size Amy Novels & Stories

Finally, we could be one. “Derek…” Amy let out a cry and then her whole body shredded. MARVELOUS !! At her state, only one word came to mind, with a small smirk, I let go of her hands, and then opened her legs wide for me, “Is this what you really want Amy??” My thumb traced the line of her waistband, and her whole body quivered from my slightest touch. She stared into my eyes and I held her there, she had just parted her lips and her tongue rolled turning my heart high with hopes.

My gaze drew to the mirror to see my fluffy red eyes from crying on my face. I grabbed my face fat and then lifted my top to see my big tummy in the mirror. I wasn't fat as in obese, I was just on the plus size. "Amelia just ignores them. You are pretty." I fed myself sweet words. "So this is how you lie to yourself, dear Amelia." I heard a sharp voice sneer behind me. My body jolted, and I quickly turned around to see Valerie with Hazel and her other minion, Zenya. I call them the triple witches. Valerie was leaning on the door with a look of disdain hanging on her lips.

MIA "You are really doing this?" Amy's familiar voice made my heart clench as I descended a few stairs and I saw two of them talking. "Leave, Amy. I mean it." Axel said. I furrowed my brows. Amy's eyes moved to me. She is dressed in a red crop top and black jeans. "You blonde bitch!" she yelled, making Axel look my way as Amy walked past him and approached me. "Amy stop!" Axel yelled, stopping her.

“Pretending to struggle?” Amy closed her eyes slowly. Here we go. “I’m looking for a job.” “Amy—” “A real one.” “You already have a place at Diamond Groups.” “I want something I earn myself.” Victoria sighed on the other end. “You’re behaving emotionally again.” “And you’re behaving like you’ve never struggled before.” Silence. Dangerous silence. Amy immediately regretted saying it. But not enough to apologize. “You’re an Armstrong,” Victoria finally said coldly. “Start acting like one.”

" Go and try this... Go immediately, go..." " Okay......okay....." She said. Amy quickly took the gown and went inside to get changed. After ten minutes she came out of the changing room. As she came out, Sandy's eyes widen in surprise. Amy was as look gorgeous. She was perfectly fit in that dress that she was beautiful. Even sandy was at a lose of words... " Amy......" Sandy covered her mouth from screaming. Her eyes became to sparkle in happiness. " What do you think? Is it that bad?" She asked.

"You know very well, you are a kid for me and 18 years old. Don't you have any date of your age? Moreover, I won't go with you to any party. Ridiculous high standard business parties, drinks, dance, jealous angry stares and all." "Please please, have some pity on your kid ma. I don't want any clingy or tacky girls with me. You are a perfect date, beautiful and decent. Do me a favour ma. I won't leave your side ok. We will just eat and enjoy. No business talking. No Richi rich talks and insults." He said giving me puppy eyes. "Cmon kiddo, you have got this much jams?" Amy said from behind laughing. "No need to put more sugar into an already sweet dish. She will go with you." She said. I gaped

Rebecca stood in front of me in all her glory and devious heart, she was wearing a nice grey suit with her brown hair falling down her shoulders. Her brown eyes locked with me and I noticed a sweet smile form on her face. I was in no need for all this so I looked away and started walking away from her. " Running won't help much, face it Amelia I won " I had her voice and froze in my steps, I stared a head trying to show her that none her words were affecting me the way she wanted them too. "Then buy a cake or a bottle of wine and celebrate. Am in no mood for your nonsense " Since she wanted a reply I gave her one and continued to walk away.

Allison said with a light bow. "Who are those for? Thoes looks definitely too big to be yours". Mrs Armstrong said to Amelia. "They are not mine, am trying to make her look more like a capable personal assistant. My shoes are too small for her, it's giving her blisters". Amelia explained. "So you helped her pick all of those?". Mrs Armstrong asked " No I...." "Yes she did. I have little or no taste of fashion and director Addison has a very good sense of fashion". Addison said quickly.

She wanted to expand the scale, run a fashion show, and create her own brand. Kuture intended to hold a small fashion show recently, so Amy should have been to the clothing factory to see samples. Amy walked hastily, she had just returned from the outside with so many things in her hands, sweat on her forehead. She was wearing a pair of eight-inch high heels and it seemed the thin heels could hardly support the weight of her and the things in her hands. Elizabeth took a few steps forward to try to help her. "Amy, may I help you?" she reached out to take the bag in her hand.

Amy waved at Ace who just waved back and walked inside the house to leave both of them outside. Walking around the car, she finally got a full view of Amy, she was wearing a jogger with a matching hoodie with some beat up white trainer, all in all she looked like someone who went jogging and that was not the Amy she knew, Amy didn't work out, she claims God had given her the perfect body therefore she didn't need to work.