Ugliest Boobs Novels & Stories

Her brows tightened and she put her blouse back on. "Don't insult me, Mr. Leo. I have dated men way more handsome, way richer than you. You think too high of yourself. You are not all that. How can you say I am ugly? I am ugly? That doesn't even make sense. I won the Miss Natural Universe last year. I only applied for this job because… never mind. I won't let you insult me like I am just a random girl. Men die to have this body." I pinched the bridge of my nose.

And Stellan just closed his eyes to it? Leona wasn't even a great catch anyway. Yes, she had huge boobs and the kind of ass that grabbed attention from afar because it was bigger than the New Century Global Center, but the rest of her body was as muscular as a male's. She could break a neck just by squeezing her thighs together. She looked like a cartoonish, extra-large-booty caricature with a muscular body. And her manners? The curses she could spout so casually were worse than what the lowliest rogue male would dare to say. And hanging on Stellan so shamelessly…

𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚, Bianca 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒃𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 �

"Who am I talking to? Ugly Sophia? Who would look at your pimple-filled face and this plump body of yours? She wondered, did not wait for a response, and continued her bullying, saying contemptuously, "You look like a pumpkin—without features, without curves, without femininity. I suggest you control your appetite and follow a specific diet. Maybe the goddess of the moon blesses you with a mate."

They were the trio of the century—infamous since high school for bullying others simply for being ugly, stupid, poor, or sometimes all three. Cindy had always been the Barbie of the group. Selena, on the other hand, possessed the kind of hourglass figure and golden retriever smile that could make any man do a double take. Chloe, meanwhile, looked like a Kardashian knockoff—a blend of good genetics and the special touch of Mr. Knife. She had the appearance of an average I*******m model: the cute height, warm tan, and nose-brown hair that fell just to her shoulders. But Chloe was the one with the humor.

Ch-37 WARNING!!!!! Mature Content Ahead!!! PEOPLE UNDER 18 ARE STRICTLY WARNED WHILE OTHERS READ AT THEIR OWN RISK!!! Moving his lips upwards, Austin unhooks Abigail’s bra, spilling out her assets. Unlike skinny girls, she wasn’t the skinny type. She was kind of chubby yet she was curvy. Like many women, she doesn’t have small breasts but big ones. She even cried for having big breasts. She wished that she could squeeze her breasts and turn them small but what she could do? Her geans gifted her with big breasts and a curvy body. She was chubby but that doesn’t mean fat. Just that she has the right shape for her body type.

He saw her big boobs clearly because her shirt was white and she was braless inside. Cullen’s eyes widened because his face was almost buried on her boobs. ‘They are really big and real. Her boobs. How can be an ugly woman having a perfect body. I think she has a sexy ass too. Cullen then slowly looked at her legs and he noticed that she was just wearing panties. His eyes widened. ‘So this is how she sleeps.’ Cullen thought while staring at her long white legs.

The only thing it barely covered was my nipples and vagina. I turned to a side and clenched my buttcheeks. They were firm and lifted from all the hours at the gym, but it wasn’t as big and plump as all those stunning girls on social media. I stood straight and looked at my breasts as if they were my greatest assets. Being a naturally busty girl was both a blessing and a curse. I removed my scrunchie and let my beautiful strawberry-blonde hair flow down to my waist. I was somewhat of an attractive girl with grey eyes and plump lips.

Both of them were staring attentively at her breasts, their eyes as wide as could be. "Goddamn, do that again," the one she was sitting next to said. She rolled her eyes and shook her shoulders again, giggling as he smiled like he was a little kid on Christmas. "And you don't see what the big deal is?" the other asked. "Did you see them damn things jigglin'?" She shrugged. "They're just boobs," she said. The man shook his head, shrugging. "To be fair, you've got a point. They are just boobs... but, they make us men do stupid shit. Plus, you're obviously using your... incredible... body to your advantage."

I tried to keep the growl out of my voice. “Look” She yelled while lifting her top showing us the scars covering her stomach and breasts “Who the fuck is ever going to find me attractive looking like this?” She lifted her pants showing us her legs “I am fucking hideous, and she just told me how she felt sorry for me. She had her perfect fake tits to get any guy she wants, and I am a damaged mess who won’t be able to get anyone”. “That’s bull shit, you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever met. You are beautiful inside and out and any man will be fucking lucky to have you”.