Your So Fat Novels & Stories

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?”

I’m currently lying. "Hello, Jen. Until now, you still called me Miss Mondejaro, isn't that so- ahhh." I would have stood up but I could no longer stand up, okay fine. Yes, I am fat. Happy? Karmi helped me get up and sit comfortably on the sofa. "Thanks, Karmi," "Nothing Miss-"

"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!

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.

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 already fat!" "Well, I am tall, so it's well-distributed." "Yuck!" Summer bumped him away and walked toward the company. "Hey, Summer, I'm doing this for your own good. If you continue to eat like this, you will really gain weight. No man would like a fat..." "Shut up!" Joe sighed again and again. "Fine."

“Pfffttt haha, sorry. Is that what Leonna said to you?” “Oh don’t, I’m really down right now and I need a friend.” “Sorry. My bad. What did Leonna say?” “She said that “I look fat”. But of course, she is just being her! And I shouldn’t be bothered but... I weighed myself this morning and I did put on a few pounds.” “Oh come on, you have a perfect figure! Other girls would kill to have a body like yours.” “Other girls. How about you, do you think I look fat too?”

(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.

“Who said you can't hug me like this, every morning?” ''When you are passed out and sleeping like a log of wood, do you even know when I leave in the morning? See how chubby you've become since you've not been doing anything.” Liam remarked as he squeezed her ass with his hands. Kate yelped; “Hubby, are you calling me fat?” her eyes widened in shock; Liam shook his head to correct her, but she continued immediately; ''I'm fat? How am I fat? Do I look fat?” ''No, no, wifey, you are not fat, you're not even close to fat, you just added some extra flesh that's all.”

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