You Re So Fat Novels & Stories

’ I thought back at it, completely going over it’s threat and the insulting pet name. ‘Anyone ever told you that you are extremely fat? You should spend several hours a day exercising.’ It’s words were sharp as whips and I winced accordingly but I didn’t react other than to suck in a sharp breath. It was a thing that most people forgot. Maybe it was because of the way that I looked, maybe that’s why they lump me in a with a foolish wallpaper without a thought in it’s head?

Jacob added "You're not fat--" "I know,it just makes me feel like I am though" "Well,can you just order Malik and I some pizza?" Jennifer asked. "Then you and Jacob can go to the store and get y'all stuff for the cold cut wraps" "Pizza doesn't make you feel fat?" Sophia asked "No" Jennifer replied. "But I do need to put on a few pounds I feel myself losing weight" Jennifer said as Sophia sighs "Fine, I'll order you and your bae some pizza" Sophia said as she clicked on the pizza menu on her phone.

"You are the ugliest one here, fatty." Why does it have to be me? Don't they become fat once they get old or when they give birth to a child? Why the heck they are calling me a fat one. It hurts, to be honest. To the hell with these people who body shame. I'm proud of myself for being fat. They don't even know why I'm even fat in the first place. If they knew they wouldn't talk about this. They don't know the pain that I go through every month and the awful things that happen to me. This is fucked up. Fuck those people!

"You call yourself fat?" Bob found it inconceivable, and grew exceedingly agitated. "Do you even have fat on your body? It hurts to see you so skinny! Hell, I’d like to cut off my flab and give it to you." As Jay slowly returned to his seat, Zoe looked disgusted. "Please don't. I won't survive that." "Look, I'm telling you, Zoe," Bob huffed. "I don't know how things work in showbiz, but I can't take it if you have to become skin and bones just to stay in it.”

she says, pulling another five dollar bill out of her coat, not asking my opinion on the matter, then hands me her frappé, "I can't deal with that dumb stuff. If you ever call yourself fat again I'm going to kill you, you know why?" "Why?" "Because then I’m fat too, so every time you think that about yourself, you're calling me fat. And you don't want to do that to your bestie, do you?" "But that's not true," I say, looking down at her slim body. "We look exactly the same! We share clothes all the time, do you think you could fit into them if you were really fat?" "I couldn't fit in your pants the other day, remember?"

She nodded, “ yes, you will fat if you it anada wan” “ Ma, look, you don't have to worry about anything. I won't grow fat just by having another bowl of ramen”. “ That's wat you peeple say. You don't know that if you it anada wan, you will want anada wan, and if you it that wan, you will still want anada wan, and before we know what is happening, you will fat, just like that fat big man-baby there”, she unapologetically pointed at a plus-size man sitting behind us, whose face was buried in his bowl of ramen, and we almost ran out of breath while trying not to laugh.

"You know my dear sister, you're a lady. Don't you think, this is the right time for you to reduce. It's like you're gaining weight every day. Your body is now like four people in one body. What is the use of a whole-body mirror in your room if you can't see how big your body's? You look like a walking closet. Maybe in the next few days, our maid will be confused and she will think you are a closet." "Your brother is right," mom said. "Mom..." "Fatima, maybe Kier is always teasing you to make you conscious. We're only thinking about your welfare. Maybe it's time for you to lose weight. You're so fat, hija." "Listen to what your mother says," my dad said. "You need to reduce. Your beauty will

"Are you trying to say I'm fat?" "I'm not trying to say you're fat. I'm saying you're fat. " I tell her with a raise of my shoulder and she says, "Bitch, we're literally of the same weight! How the fuck am I fat?" "You've gained weight, Lia. How has that gone past your notice?" I let out a chuckle and her frown deepens as she turns to the mirror in front of her, her hands sliding down her arms to the sides before she turns back to me and mutters, "I'm not fat. "

I kissed her hair and told her in a cooing tone, “Bear.. Stop saying heavy, fat and all. Again, I'm saying that you are not fat. You are just looking chubby. You are my pillow to hug tightly. You are not weighing that much like you think. You are not understanding how happy I'm now. Now I'm feeling like I'm in paradise by hugging you likes this. Please understand bear, my happiness lies in you. You have to be happy if I want to be happy. Okay.. “

"Nah, she's too fat," he remarked. For one thing, my friend who said that could have stood to lose ten to fifteen kilograms himself. Next, we were dressed like middle class college kids - jeans, shirts that were most likely clean when we picked them out of the laundry basket, light jackets and the shoe thing.