You Re So Fat Novels & Stories

When my online boyfriend insisted on receiving a picture of me, the class belle, Callista Xavery, snatched my phone from my hand. She said, “You’re a real wrecking ball. He’ll run for the hills the second he sees you. Just send a photo of me instead. That way you won’t scare him off.” My other classmates also mocked me, saying, “You’re out here dripping grease and still trying to online date? That’s straight-up catfishing.” I pinched the thickness around my fat and hesitated about whether I should really send a photo of Callista or not. Just then, a barrage of floating words flashed before my eyes. [That fat girl’s online boyfriend is a top-tier Claremont trust-fund heir who loves flexi

"I will get off if you take back with you said about me." "Get off - off of me, I will never take back what I said." I whispered, trying hard to breathe in, but can't, "Wha - What I said is what I said. And a fact is a fact, be - because you are a big - big fatty. Look at you - you're bigger than an elephant and - and you're heavier than a - a whale!" He laughed and that puts more weight on me. "You - you fat fatty, oh my god, I don't know people this heav - heavy exist." I whispered, laughing at myself. Jeffrey laughed harder.

"I know, right. I was shocked too when you did. I'm not fat, and you know I hate it when anyone says I'm fat." "Yeah, I'm sorry. It was certainly the booze. Not me. I'd never dare to call you fat, even though you do have a slight chubby…" "Jamal!" "Fine, I'm sorry." Jamal laughed, pinching her cheek. "You're not fat. You're slender and pretty." "That's more like it." Zoey beamed, but deep down, she was reeling from guilt. "I'll be on my way. See you around." Jamal gave her a slight salute and was going to leave. "Zoey?" He turned to her again.

His mate, Joel, was twenty-five and the moment he met her, he impregnated her. “I feel like I am a cow because I’ve been eating so much.” I looked around my girth and whined, “I’ve become so fat.” “Fat is the new trend, love,” he chuckled. “Having more of you means I have more to love.” “Oh, hush!” I was already moping at my fatness and he was joking.

"See! Love do you want to go the doctor? I'll call him right now. This is not good love. You are not eating enough. You don't think I did not notice that you are decreasing your food intake for the past 3 days?" "Gideon there is nothing wrong. I - I just ..nevermind." "No. Tell me love what is bothering you." "Mybellyisstickingout.Iamfat." I mumbled. "Pardon? What did you just say?" I repeated what I said. "My belly is sticking out. I am fat."

"It's because you sleep the whole time rather than organizing your things. And I, can't sleep so what do you expect I'll do?" "Yeah, yeah, whatever. And it's getting dark again," I yawned. "I'm sleepy again." "What the fudge, Becca. Do you like to add fats to your body? Sleeping sometimes can increase fats, you know. Look at yourself, you're too chubby." "Excuse me. I'm not that chubby. I just have a healthy, sexy body," I said. Reina laughed. "Sexy? You've got to be kidding me." I arched my left brow. "F-Y-I, chubby is the new sexy. I got a perfect body, I may be not that slim as you but I've got curves and you... you're slim but a flattie."

I say quietly, looking at the overfilled plate of food in front of me. "Hmmml," he scoots closer to me and his fingers lace around my arm to grab my attention, "you are not fat. You're perfect, beautiful, you're healthy. Whose words are those that are running through your head? They can't be your own, nobody's own brain thinks so poorly of themself unless it's other people words consuming it." Why won't you Just let it go? "It's not important." I say, trying to take another bite of my strawberry.

However, Anastasia quickly dodged. In the end, all Maria grabbed was the air. She was startled. Then Anastasia snarled, "Aunt Marie, I know I'm fat. I've been fat ever since I was young. You've watched me grow up, and I've always been this size. “What's wrong with being fat? I've never gone to eat the food off your dinner table, have I? I didn't gain this weight from eating the food you made, did I? So, why do you bother if I'm fat?"

Sutton When something important is on your mind, sometimes you just have to blurt it out. So that is precisely what I did. “Do you think my ass is getting bigger?” Candice choked on the sip of diet soda she had just sipped. “Excuse me?” I frowned. “You heard me. Obviously, it is because your face resembles Old Man Mackey’s barn when it’s freshly painted, shit, damn, and hell. I’m really fatty, aren’t I?”

Mum scolded immediately. “None of the guys at school like me. They avoid me.” I said with a sad sigh. “You know I’ve never been asked out a date and I’m in my junior year already. It’s because I’m a fat nerd who wears glasses .” “Don’t say that and please don’t think about those boys. Their immature and they don’t deserve you. And you’re not fat!” Mum said the last line with a laugh. “Really?” I asked her. “So why are my boobs so big?”