Ya Mama Is So Fat Novels & Stories

What a dumbass brother of mine. "How thoughtful Mr. Amadeus can be? Hiring men to guard my daughter. Truly interesting." I heard from Dad and mom beside him, smirking. "I know you know the girl we have followed here, she's our daughter's friend. That fat woman with floral blazers." She inquired. Syd happened to hear it and she eventually reacted, "What the? I'm not fat! I'm just chubby! Tash, you should teach your mom about the difference between things." She said irritatedly.

Could my life get any worse? "Papa you can't be serious right now! she is just a fifteen-year-old girl with a mind of a twelve-year-old child, she doesn't even know how to cook, clean or even do laundry and on top of it she is so lazy that she can't even carry a small bucket of water, how do you expect her to take care of that old man who can't even stand on his own two feet?!" mama questioned with anger. She was really bold talking back at her father like that.

) she thought to herself. "Besides, both of you look similar. I can just give both of you to that old man and get twice the money!" her mother bragged and Fatima shifted in her seat in frustration. "Old man? Ew!" Hannah exclaimed. "You sick fuck!" Fatima exclaimed to her mother and she only chuckled in response. "That's not how you should talk to your mother, Fatima," she said with a fake yet sweet smile. Fatima stared at her before looking at Hannah again.

Once again, Maria looks back at me with a confused expression and I shake my head. "Sure, what's it?" "Do you think I'm fat?" Aliya asks and I let out an amused laugh as Maria's eyes move down her body. "Fat? Why the hell would you think you're fat?" "Is that a yes or a no?" The impatience and seriousness in Aliya's voice only intrigue me further. "Of course, it's a no. You aren't fat. Why would you say that? You're far from being fat. " "Thank you! Looks like someone lost her sense of comparison. " Aliya says as she looks back at me and I move from the bed, "You think you're fat. Otherwise, you wouldn't panic when I messed with you. "

On the other hand, Amanda is an insanely hot MILF, and that's a fact. When I first saw Amanda, it instantly made perfect sense to me that she was Deb's mom: the physical resemblance was uncanny, in the sense that Deb looks exactly like a younger version of her mother, except for the fact that now, in her late middle age, Amanda is even curvier and more voluptuous than my sweet Debs. I won't lie: every time I see Amanda, it's very hard for me not to stare at her epic mommy-rump, which is just as round, plump and heart-shaped as Deb's fabulous bubble-butt, just a little bigger and bouncier. Also, her tits are absolutely crazy: based on a rough estimate (judging by the fact that Deb's boobs are

"You were so focused with your attentions on that cute little ass of Vicky's in her tight little mini skirt that your Mom showing off her big tits did not interest you so much anymore and besides . . . I probably look foolish." Just hearing his mom say those two simple words - big tits - sends chills racing up and down his spine. Amanda's sad smile fades to a deep frown as she continues to make her confession. "I mean I am not so young anymore and my breasts are getting old and flabby, just like the rest of me. So why bother to show them off?" Jimmy would have thought she was teasing if not for the seriously sad expression on her face. In fact, she looked to be nearly in tears as the slow so

She replied, hugging her daughter from behind. "Oh look at that cutie, are you hungry? Are you? Do you want some mash potato, my darling?" Amy baby talked Helga while pinching her cheeks. "You're making her fat, Mom. It might not be good." Dolora warned her mother before checking the crib, seeing Gia kicking both of her feet in the air while watching those toys hanging above her. "You were a fat baby, Dolora, have you forgotten that I almost broke my back just to give a sleeping sound of lullaby? Oh how would you remember, you were just a baby." Amy answered herself and laughed so heartily.

KEVAH'S POV JULY 9TH, 2016 Let me tell you something about myself; I am fat, there I said it. I am a 300lbs, dark skin beauty. You don't have to remind me; you don't have to gawk at my huge ass or frown at my Pudge. It's just not nice. I know I'm motherfucking big, and guess what? I don't motherfucking care what a motherfucker has to say about me.

“I really don’t understand girls saying they’re fat when in fact they’re so thin and skinny.” “Well, that’s your point of view and everyone is entitled to have their opinion and in my case I feel fat already.” Klaress retaliated. “Well, for me, you’re not fat.” Mom said. “You’re just right at the middle, you’re good.” “Really Tita?” Klaress said amused. “You think so?” “Yes, so why don’t you eat more? Come on, have some of this.” Mom said. The chat goes on and on, with different topics and different stories.

"It was so cold in the winter, and she did not want to climb out of her bed early in the morning. She would rather stay in the bed forever." "Zion said with some disdain, ""Mommy, if you continue to be like this, you'll be as fat as a pig.""" The corner of Mango's mouth instantly went down. Am I fat? Didn't you look in the mirror? You're plump. "When Zion had just finished speaking, Nathaniel flicked his forehead." Oh my! "Zion looked at Nathaniel and was a little depressed. Then, he heard Nathaniel say, ""Be nice to your mom. Is she fat? That's called being rich, what do you even know?"""