Whether she was proud of it or not, Amanda spent a lot of time worrying about what would happen if she got fat again. She had pretty much always been heavy—even at her slimmest she was still far more than thicc. She wore it well and she did her best to maintain her confidence at any size, but an uncomfortable amount of her anxieties were tied directly to the idea of blowing back up again. Breaking her sister’s bed way back when had been a wakeup call, and it had been just the kick in the pants that she needed to get her life under control. She started eating better, exercising at the gym, and actively broke a bunch of bad habits that were still really, really hard to deal with sometimes… In fact, the only thing that seemed to help keep all of this anxiety under control was spending time with her best friend Riley. Amanda had met her back when she was peak skinny—feeling confident about her size, cool and collected in her own skin, even sexy on her better days. Riley had been
Harley Quinn's Calorie Crisis by BoboTheHoboWrites, literature
Literature
Harley Quinn's Calorie Crisis
Y’know, some people will put on a few pounds, and they’ll do the craziest things to try and get rid of them. Not that Dr. Harleen Quinzelle, formerly licensed therapist (heavy emphasis on the “former”) liked using that word. Or really anything about that sentence, in light of the fact that she was the one who had put on a few pounds, and that she was the one who had done the crazy thing in question in hopes of losing them. Honest-to-gawd, she had been paying far more attention to the treadmill part of the whole “cosmic treadmill” thing when she had the idea. Since she was playing nice with the Justice League (for now, anyway) it only made sense (in her mind, anyway) that the Flash wouldn’t have any objections to helping her stay in fighting shape. She was busting heads out in Gotham just the same as any bat brat, so why shouldn’t she have gotten a little help now that she had bleached her sheets? “I hope you’re hungry, Catnip~” came the dulcet tones of Pam Isely, Harley’s
the Wides of Eldraine by BoboTheHoboWrites, literature
Literature
the Wides of Eldraine
“And you’re… sure… that this is a good idea?” The Sweettooth Witch psshaw’d her candy-coated cousin. That disguise might have made her look less appetizing to their enchanted thrall, but as far as Ethel was concerned Sylvia was nothing but an old sour sucker. Uniting the forces of their Swamp against the forces of Gruul just up past the hamlet and into the mountains had been something that they’d been talking about over tea and sweets for years. And now that they finally had a chance against Agatha and her Vile Cauldron , Sylvia was getting hard-shelled about it? That just simply wouldn’t do. “Pish posh, you worry far too much for your own good.” The sallow-skinned sorceress of sweets waved one of her mitted hands dismissively, “I’d bet my bonnet that we take Agatha down a peg or two just by rolling up to that cottage of hers—that old witch is far too preoccupied with that tracker in the red hood to even think about what us “lesser” witches might be doing way out here in the
[AtFC] Chubby Cheer Moms, pt. 10 by BoboTheHoboWrites, literature
Literature
[AtFC] Chubby Cheer Moms, pt. 10
“I don’t mean to sound unkind Lily Pad, but… you’re only just now starting to realize that?” If the five-hundred-plus pound pile of blonde wallowing in her most recent revelation had been able to get up and smack her friend around, she would have. Her emotions were raw, her heart sinking after the last vestiges of her steadfast denial towards her weight had been ripped away by a truly earth-shattering post-binge clarity. Lilith Grobauch had spent the better part of four years absolutely ballooning to the point of no return, and now her friend wanted to rub her nose in it that she hadn’t realized it sooner? “Oh fuck off.” Lilith’s reactions were just as red and strained as her emotions were in this vulnerable state, and the last thing that she needed was to feel like she was being talked down to by Moonchild Belemontes of all people. But whether it was the gravity of Lilith’s expression or just realizing that she had perhaps stepped out of line, the big bodacious hippie was happy to
[AtFC] Chubby Cheer Moms, pt. 9 by BoboTheHoboWrites, literature
Literature
[AtFC] Chubby Cheer Moms, pt. 9
Lilith Grobauch did not have an easy time getting much of anywhere these days. At more than five hundred pounds of mega MILF, the blobby blonde could hardly fit through her doorways, let alone waddle down the increasingly narrow hallway without getting out of breath. And going all the way from her bedroom to the archway, and then from there all the way into the living room and the front door was just… It was a lot okay? So when the doorbell had rung for the fourth time in the five minutes that it took her to get dressed, Lilith was more than a little frustrated. Lumbering with her thick arms outstretched, rasping out haggard wheezes as she struggled to lug all of her extra heft around, the great big Grobauch was gasping like a fish out of water by the time she finally put her chubby little hand around the doorknob. “You… are really… starting to… piss me off…” Lilith had to take two steps backwards so that the door wouldn’t get caught on her stopgap of a stomach. The cool night
[AtFC] Chubby Cheer Moms, pt. 8 by BoboTheHoboWrites, literature
Literature
[AtFC] Chubby Cheer Moms, pt. 8
For as relatively short of a time that it had taken for Alice’s mom to fall completely off the deep end, you would have been hard-pressed to find anyone who remembered that she hadn’t always been a grunting, grousing gut on two girthy legs. Even Alice sometimes had trouble reconciling that the vain, thin woman who had bullied her about her weight growing up was the same vain, round woman who got out of breath lumbering from one room to the next. Lilith Grobauch had spent most of her adult life as a thin, picture-perfect example of what a single mother could be—at least on the outside. While Alice might not have been happy with the draconian laws about silly things like cookies and cakes and pies that her mother had put into place (for her own protection, mind you!) Lilith had always maintained the image of a smart career woman with only her best interests at heart. Enrolling Alice into after-school activities, keeping her on the straight and narrow path, and making sure that she
Yes. I’m Asexual and Autistic, I don’t call attention to it but I don’t hide it either. If you are going to come into my mentions and my *DMs* telling me crap bc I said an Ace character was important for me to represent even in a kink space, I am not going to tolerate that behavior at all and it’s gonna be an instant block. Don’t be a turd.
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Happy Valentine's Day! As a treat from me to you, why don't I help you get caught up on the Life of Riley? Terminally single, lost in life, maybe filling a hole she doesn't quite understand with food and pot... what's not to love?
Is their more stories on writing.com about Mia Underwood instead of just her main story lines, because she is one of my favorite characters that you’ve created and I would love to read more about her.