Your So Fat Jokes 2023 Novels & Stories

Just emptiness. It terrified me more than the rejection itself. “Are you still there?” I whispered into the storm. No answer. My vision blurred again. Maybe she hated me too. Maybe she blamed me for ruining our only chance. A bitter, broken laugh escaped my lips. “My toxic trait is being fat.”

"Gyming only makes you fit! And excessive diet can make you sick!" "STOP SCREAMING" "So what if you're fat!?" He continue screaming. Standing six feet away from me. With eyes surrounding us. Even some animals seem to stop. "You're not just chubby. You're pretty and smart too" I'm grinning now "And not everyone can be both!" "Aaaaaawwwn" Those collective admiration wasn't from me. It's from the people watching "I'm fat, pretty and smaaaart!" I say back. An acceptance for myself than a reply to him.

She asked, pinching his cheek gently. "That's impossible.I've been practicing jokes.”Matteo grinned proudly. "Oh… really?" "Yes… I have seventeen already." "Should I be worried?"Sofia asked, looking toward Lorenzo. "Yup! You should be very worried." "They're terrible," Marco added. "Noo… they're masterpieces," Matteo corrected. "Alright, I'll be the judge of that," Sofia said. "Good. I'll save the funniest one for you,” He said, leaning close and whispering loudly enough for everyone to hear.

I said that in a way that made him realize I was upset. “Oh, Melanie,” his friend addressed me. His voice was full of sarcasm, treating me like I was an idiot, “You know fast food isn’t healthy, right? Instead of eating that and getting more out of shape than you already are, why don't you go home and do your job as a woman, which is to be a housewife and cook good food for you and your husband, huh?” He suggested. “My God, Max. You're impossible today,” Albert laughed with his friend. “Ignore this idiot, Mel. You’re not that fat,” he said to me, still treating it like a big joke.

he mocked. I can hear him calling me fat. This is so over the top, how dare he call me fat! That shouldn't be included in any way at all. I would love to kick his face, so he knows how dehydrated he looks. There won't be any blood coming out from his body even after kicking him.

Dargan just loved to listen to me laughing. "I hate my body. I think I have one too many rolls. Cellulite. Thick thighs. Jiggly belly. I just hate the way it looks." I sputtered the words without second guessing what he might say. How he might agree with everything. "Fuck no!" Ozias cursed. He scrunched up is nose in disgust. "Do I need to get you glasses? You are brilliant. Besides, it is the twenty-first century. Fat is no longer a bad word. I love you for who you are, thus you will be beautiful to me until the day we die." He finished.

Justin asks being irritated, “they contain heat, fat, calories, most of the middle age people are dying because of a heart attack” “Look at me I grow up eating those, though I maintain my diet with vegetables, enough for the body not like you eating like a patient and still I am fit my heart, my BP are all perfect and about my body, I have no fats”. Justin said this all in just one breath as he took one deep breath before asking, “are you eating like a sick person because you wanted to lose those unwanted fats on you” Justin again said and this time he pointed his finger to Ella’s curvy chest.

I said, he scoffed. " So now that you're here can you please get me something to eat? I'm dying here!" I exclaimed " all you care about is food, if you eat too much you'll grow obese and explode" he insulted me. I smiled " that's not gonna happen cause nobody explodes from obesity" I said smartly. He started heading for the door," well they never said it won't happen, you can be the first case" " Screw yo-""bye" and he was gone.

She whispered into my ear and I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know but let me guess, Captain fatso has too much garbage that he could not handle at all. So he is calling us to clean all his garbage. Such a lazy fat ass." I whispered softly and we both froze into our tracks. We looked at each other's faces and broke into laughter fits. We laughed carelessly over the compliment I had given for my boss.

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.