Ya Mama Is So Fat Novels & Stories

" Welcome back little teddy bear "- voice made Amara Whitlock smile & cry at the same time . "Omma I miss you so much "- saying that Amara threw herself on her mother . " Aww ..my cute girl became chubby this year's "- her father said teasingly . Amara laughed and hugged him .It's an international airport ,the emotional family drama went on overboard .Whole staff & passerby were eyeing them like they were celebrities . Of Course Amara is an elegant & beautiful lady who turned 20 .Her Milky skin,slender long legs gave her a composure like a model .

asks mom. “none mom, I have nothing more to add” my mom stares at me her eyes looking me up and down. “you need to stop taking that yoghurt of yours, it’s making you fat” she says as she picks up her very expensive customized mirror, and begins straightening her hair. “we wouldn’t want our model to look fat on any billboard, I don’t want an ounce of fat on you. Its bad enough that you have really wide hips.” The stylist even raises a brow at mom and then gives me a look of sympathy, I return the look with a look of, “I’m used to it”.

The person says, who is none other than Mario, her ex-husband. Xavier, who has never seen his mother gets upset other than in the office, was suddenly shocked. At first, he wanted to defend the uncle who is offering him the sausages, but he's getting scared. Xavier chose to hug his mother tightly after all. "Mom, let's back home." Xavier whispers in Lucrecia's ear. The whispers instantly muffled Lucrecia's emotion which is about to burst. Lucrecia exhales slowly, trying to hold back her anger. Then turn around to Alan who is cooking the sausages.

my mom said. I chuckled. "But honestly, I will miss you mom, your dishes preferably." "Funny young lady." She pinched my cheeks. "Mom…" I moved my face away from her. I massage my cheeks. Damn, it hurts. "Oh, how I loved your fluffy cheeks," she said. "But I imply, you should lessen some fats, sweety. Too much belly fats were too pretty annoying by some handsome jerks." Yeah, I got fluffy cheeks because I'm a chubby pretty girl and it's because of her and her homemade dishes. "Like duh, mom, I'm not entering college for me to have a boyfriend."

My mom was an ex beauty queen,people said am the fat version of her. "Well having your father's body isn't a curse,you are beautiful the way you are,look at those flesh most of them bullies envy them,you dont even have belly fat,you're thick..and chubby but definitely not fat". She's trying to cheer me up i know, no one will ever envy a fat lady. I just went mute ,my lips shivering holding back from crying in her presence. "You know am gonna tell you a secret " I gaze at her with interest.

Val gave an apologetic smile and sipped from her glass of coke. “We wouldn’t need to say it out loud because the amount of fat in these would literally kill us one day.” Zia scoffed, grabbing a bite of lasagna, and then pushed her palms out, seeing Mamma take a step in her direction. “Mamma, I’m just joking.” “Why do you eat it when you have to complain?” “It’s not like I can puke everything out now.” “Then stop puking stupid words.” Val and I could barely contain our laughter, the sounds, which according to my Mamma, were too unladylike, but little did we care. The ringing cell in Mamma’s apron pocket interrupted us. Mamma pulled it out and her brows creased.

“Grandma, my hips are wider.” “Good,” she nodded. “And my breasts, they're huge.” I studied them in the mirror, frowning. “I'm fat.” “Nonsense.” The old lady snapped boisterously. “You're not fat, Anyta. You just have a fuller figure.” I blinked. “Are you serious right now?” She raised a thin brow. “What exactly is the problem here? Sounds like you’re living most women’s dreams. You look wonderful, darling.” Her smile softened. “Motherhood made your hips wider. And stronger. You should be proud of that.”

Mama ( Uncle), take it plss (please)" As soon as I took the dress, Fatima and Jiya's face fell but they smiled nonetheless seeing Piya's happy face... "Thanks Allah. You saved me from these two crazy woman" but I hear coughing sound after saying this. When I looked forward I saw Jubayer's panic face and he pointed beside me.. When I looked there, I found Jiya and Fatima looking at me angrily but Piya looked happy as I made her Ammi (mother) mad and she start shouting.. Yeah. Ammi (mother), Fupi (Aunty) you both are crazy. Tath (That) day Abbu ( father) called you both crazy and now Mama (Uncle) also calling you crazy...

“I’m not Eliza, mom! Stop treating me like it.” “I’m not treating you like you were Eliza, Emilie. I never have and I never will. But I do not appreciate you going around and telling everyone that I’m not feeding you enough!” “You think I’m walking around and sharing that information?” Emmie laughed through her tears. “Why would I, mom? I was fat-shamed by you my whole life, and now that I’ve finally lost a lot of weight, everyone seems to think it’s okay to comment on my eating habits. I would never tell them!”

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.