A short story

Chapter 1 - Zoom Meeting.

03/15/2024 11:00 PM PST:

Today I was asked to set my phone for a meeting. I was pulled into a Zoom meeting with my two leads. Their names are Londa and Nail.

They both needed to discuss my work behavior. Why do they BOTH have to set with me?

Londa says I haven't responded to leads' DMs.

Nail says Londa DM'd me and I responded within 10 minutes.

If get a DICK was a person?

It would be disrespectful to food and not my coworkers if I slapped these skinny bitches with it.

These two bitches make me want to slap them across the face. I giggle at the thought. But that would be a waste of a food. I'll just eat my sandwich and pretend to enjoy their company.

oh God, I hope this meeting is over soon.

I wanted a tuna sub with sweet and hot peppers, extra onions and vinaigrette. Toping it off with oregano and the classic salt and black pepper.

FUCKING GOOD.

And let me not forget my chips. The Salt and Vinegar Kettly Chips are a must in my opinion. It's almost like an orgasm. The tangy taste of the vinegar that just dances on my tongue. Then washing it down with a large bottle of ice-cold Coke.

And YES, that piece of resistant a slice of yellow cake with chocolate cream frosting. My James is the best. He made it. He is a wonderful baker and candy maker.

With my mouth salivating and my heart racing, I knew my lunch was going to be delicious, One hundred.

It was a little surprising to find out that it was a regular bologna sandwich with a lettuce tomato. Nothing more. It didn't even have the classic topper.

Fuck man!

If it wasn't for the large warm Coke bottle I couldn't swallow the sandwich. This sandwich was dryer than that of a premenopausal woman.

In addition to my disappointment, I had to attend this BS Zoom meeting. It was only made worse by the fact that I had to listen to all the pointless chitchat.

I'm disappointed and unimpressed by these two bitches and their meeting. I guess I was naive to think that anything different would come from this meeting. I should have expected the same old shit from these bitches.

They need to eat. Just look at them. 215 ponds must be their combine weight. I know they are jealous of me. James said they was.

A sexy and large woman like me. Not thinking about what others think of me. I am sexy damn it. With all my rolls and folds. Whenever I come and go, my man loves to see me. As far as he is concerned, I am the most desirable woman out here. These two idiots have been on my ass ever since they found out James and I are the real thing.

They didn't realize he is my man, and he has only eyes for me.

They threw themselves at him. Each time, my man James told those skinny heifers they didn't have enough meat on their bones for him. He favors women with a lot of soft girth. James was drawn to the curves of voluptuous women, rejecting thin women who lacked the necessary heft. My man!

I was just what he like 350 pounds of softy thickness. I was born with a BBL. There is nothing fake about me. James was especially attracted to my natural curves, which were the result of my ample girth. He often told me how he loved my curves and how they made him feel. He was especially fond of my hips and thighs, and he would often caress them with his hands. He knew that my voluptuous figure was genuine and that I was the real deal - no tricks or butt shots. 100 % beef babe.

Nail tried to gain weight, but it was challenging for her. She was always petite with very large breasts. With luscious pouty lips. Her appearance was well maintained. A soft curved bob was styled to complement her chestnut hair with red highlights. She was a beautiful woman. I would ***. Make her my Spanish chestnut pillow. I can see it. I would bring her into the bedroom with me and James, but her size held her back. James would always tell her that she was perfect just the way she was. He would find other ways to compliment her and make her feel special. Nail tried various methods to gain weight, such as increasing her caloric intake and incorporating resistance training into her exercise routine, but she still couldn't seem to put on the pounds. Poor chile.

There are some women who have bad luck that way. Not me, ha ha I could gain weight overnight by looking at a picture of a cake. James was adamant that she should stop worrying about her weight and be content with her body the way it was, because he knew that outer beauty was only a small part of who she was. That's why James is amazing. He really understands the value of inner beauty, and he always encourages her to focus on that rather than worrying about her physical appearance.

Yes, James is my man. Every inch of my body is loved by him. He has been head - over - hills in love with me from day one. We met at the gym he works out at.

I was working out that day. I was a newbie to this gym. Hell, I was new to any gym, really. The most I've ever worked out was going to the mica wave after the timer had passed or walking to the door to meet the Uber Eats' driver. This reminds me to report my Uber Eats order as soon as possible. Dry ass sandwich.

I wanted to lose some pounds for a trip overseas. I started my squat workout. As I bent down to complete my third set, I somehow managed to sit on his head. I was drenched in sweat and my hair was a mess. I was embarrassed. But after we both got up and laughed, he walked up to me, and we started talking. We hit it off right away and have been together ever since. I guess you could say that my misfortune turned into a blessing in disguise. I never would have met my now-boyfriend if I had not fallen on his head during our workout.

I still wonder how his head got under my butt in the first place. I will never know. But I am thankful for the random encounter that brought us together. He has become my best friend and biggest fan. I'm lucky to have him.

These two bitches make me want to slap bull stuffing out them.