Yo Mama So Fat Jokes Novels & Stories

I say teasing. “Yes, you have to now,” Fatima laughs. “You can’t be serious. I am not paying for anyone’s meal,” Emma says laughing with us. “Yeah, we know, we are just joking.” I say smiling. “You better be.” “You guys won’t believe what happened to me yesterday.” Fatima says after our laughter dies down. “What happened?” I ask.

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”.

I was about to leave but she held me again. "You are fat, how come you have the audacity to wear a dress like this?" Maddy giggled as well as her minions. The same comment, I hate hearing that I'm fat. I took a deep breath not to cause any trouble. "Well, I’m sorry my stomach isn’t as flat as your chest!" Maddy looked like she was about to kill me because I hit a nerve. Maddy grabbed my jaw as her fake nails dug into my skin. "You fucking little piece of shit! Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror? No, wait... You can't because you are ugly." She cackled at her own joke while I stood there unwavering. I quirked my eyebrows as I slapped her hand.

I said once I arrived at the dining table to join her. Mom had a scowl on her face, as if recalling an unpleasant past. She said, "Don't worry, my daughter. I can take care of myself, and it's not in my genes to become a chubby woman." Laughing, I suggested, "It's not in those other women's genes either, but staying at home and sleeping regularly could stimulate the fat gene, and you might become a plus-sized woman." Mom chuckled and said, "Alright. I'll resume my fitness training."

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."

The room went dead quiet when I said I would take the prize, but that quiet did not last. A second later, laughter thundered through the air. Lily Smith was the loudest, doubling over with tears streaming from her eyes. "How else could she be the top seller?" she cackled. "A woman like her has to have skin as thick as a rhino." I ignored her snide comments and kept my cool. "Just to be clear," I said, "since the company so generously 'rewarded' me with bathroom duty, that's all I'll be doing for the next three days. Everything else is off my plate."

James gulped as he tried to deny it. “You little fucking liar. Want me to call Amy right now? Ask if you’ve ever laughed or called her names for her weight?” I slammed my hands on the table. James was withering knowing I had him. “It was just joking around. No one was getting hurt.” James was starting to shake under the gaze of our moms. “Just jokes?” Mamá sniffled. “No one was getting hurt?” Mom’s green eyes had hardened to emeralds and were glaring daggers. If she could make lasers with them, James would be ash.

"Okay, soldier. Talk to you later then." "Wait, how is the baby?" "Making mommy sick." I chuckle to myself as I remember her hunched over the toilet, definitely not a pretty sight. "Soldier, are you laughing?" "No, I would never laugh at you. How is mommy doing?" "Mommy is getting fat." That chuckle has now turned into a burst of soft laughter that I am not hiding very well. "Now you are really laughing at me." "I am not laughing; I think it is cute."

Ramon says pitifully to Xavier who's sitting next to him. Xavier who saw his mother's umpteenth rejection, only chuckled amusedly. He assumes that is only a joke that is often thrown by Ramon to his mother. Besides, they both know that his mother will refuse it, and it's not rarely she will throw scathing words to Ramon. That is their daily life, full of jokes and laughter, even without the presence of a father figure. *** "Did you met that bastard?" Ramon squeals histerically of hearing Lucrecia's admission.

I say to Molly. "Shut up. I'm a little bit fat. It's normal to have boobs. You don't know because you are skinny as hell." She snaps. "Ouch. First, you are not fat. You're normal. Second, I'm not sure why but I was born and remaind a board. Okay? Maybe I'll grow curves when I get pregnant. I don't know. Unfortunately when I get fatter I just grow a freaking beer belly. It's horrible." I complained.