You Re So Fat Novels & Stories

"Baby, you've gained a lot of weight recently. Mommy can't even hold you?" "My baby is not fat? My name is cute. Don't you think it feels good to hold my baby?" With this, the little fellow blinked her big eyes, and her little face was so cute. "You eat so many snacks every day. It's hard not to be fat." Before Adeline could speak, Zi Yao, who was standing by the side, threw a time bomb at Adeline, which instantly blew up Ziling, who was in Adeline's arms. "Lu Ziming, I'll tell you again. I'm not fat. I'm so cute!"

"What are you looking at? You are already so fat and still dare to eat so much. Don't you look at your own appearance?" Hearing these words, Essa looked down at herself. She was in good shape! It was true that she was not slender, but she was not fat at all. Charlotte was close to him and said with a smile, "Uncle Jazz, isn't the lunch quite delicious?" Jazz glared at her. Essa said sarcastically, "If you want to eat the lunch, just say it. You don’t have to be so mean. You think I'm fat, that's because you haven't seen a fat woman. Besides, which part of my body is fat?"

"You're out of shape, you need it." I gave her a deadpan look. "Are you calling me fat?" She cackled, she freaking cackled like a maniac. I huffed at her and faced the stupid treadmill that was currently the bane of my existence. "You can't be fat, Jas, even if you survive on takeouts for the rest of your life and not work out, I'm pretty sure you'd still be the way you are." I wrinkled my nose and frowned at her. "You're calling me skinny then."

"Doesn't mean I won't get tired of being surprised. Was that Eric on the line?" "Yeah." I nodded. "He sends his greetings." "I'm glad he still remembers his favourite person in the world." "Keep telling yourself that." My eyes strayed to the dangling beast between his legs, and I bit my lip. I quickly shifted my gaze back to my reflection as he folded the towel and slowly approached me. "I think I need to lose weight," I sighed, squeezing what seemed to be tiny chunks of fat on my belly. "You look fine, babe." Theo took my hands off my belly and replaced them with his. "Beside, what's wrong with having a little fat on your body? It wouldn't stop you from being the hottest woman on the planet

So, I sighed, disappointed with my secret wishes. “What’s wrong? Are you tired?” “No.” I thought hard to give him a reasonable reason. “I feel like I complained too much. Also, I haven’t had many achievements.” After a while, I also made a confession, “Even physically, I’m so fat.” Unexpectedly, he laughed. “Fat? You know what? In London, you are just an average. Maybe you can be counted as a bit thin.” “I’m fat,” I protested. “You commented like that because you wanted me to feel happy, right?”

Forgiving her was easy, forgetting everything was the difficult part. My thoughts were broken when my cousin entered my room. “Hey fatso.” he chuckled throwing a pillow towards my direction. Man, I swear I lost 2kgs. I don't even think I look bubbly how. Then why Fatso? “I'm not fat and even if I am, then it's ok. Being fat isn't a problem.” I defended. “Oh oh oh, girl calm down. I was joking.” He said raising his hands in surrender. “Why are you here?” I asked not wanting him to taunt me on any other thing.

“Coming from you, don’t you think you’re judging yourself too? Starving yourself in the name of weight loss?” I looked away, cheeks heating. “Mine is different,” I mumbled. “My body can handle it. You… you don’t have any body fat for reserves.” “That’s not how it works, Lena,” he replied. I sighed and unlocked the door. “Are you coming in or not?”

(fat god) "You have a harem? Well, I don't want to taste secondhand sluts from you porky. That would only sully my royal being. hahaha. And from where did you get courage to think that a fat pig such as you could ever enslave me?" (man) the man then let out phenomenal amounts of soul power.

I replied, hoping he would drop the topic. “Talk to me, sunshine. I am not here to judge you. I just want to help.” He slid a glass of orange juice towards me, making my brain automatically think about how many calories are probably in it. “I don't want to be fat anymore.” I said quietly, looking at the over-filled plate of food in front of me. “Sunshine,” he said, scooted closer to me and his fingers laced around my arm to grab my attention. “You are not fat, you are just perfect, beautiful and you are 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 themselves unless it is with people's words consuming it.”

He growled out. “NO, I do not get you,” I said, dropping more than enough sass on the get-you. “This is just another reason we do not belong together. Damn it, Antony. You are fit and sexy as hell. I am nothing but a fat blob. I have no features that I can highlight to even look remotely cute.” I said still attempting to cover up my unwanted and ugly bits.