"I don't know what to do..." You mumbled softly to yourself, hugging your pillow. Something just seemed off about the note, but you didn't know what. The hand writing seemed a tad bit rushed and uncaring, yet it held meaning.
You read over it once again, twice, three times, memorising the small, freely written letters. It definitely wasn't a guys hand writing, just by looking at the size and how neat it was. Your eyes lingering on the number, each new set of letters spaced out.
You sighed softly, squeezing your pillow. You debated for nearly an hour before finally calling the person. You waited anxiously, your face turning red with each ring.
Your ears ringed as you thought of the conversation you were about to have. Would the person be nice? Maybe mean, or energetic? Or maybe they were shy and quiet like you... You really hoped it was the last one.
The minute slowly seemed to tick by, time seeming to slow down. You were surprised when no one picked up. You heard the robotic voice telling you that the person you are calling is unavailable, and please leave a message after the beep. You didn't.
You tried to call again and the same thing happened, and you tried again. You did this nearly a dozen times before giving up. Only because your phone died.
You were almost in tears, sliding down your soft cheeks. You made a small sound of confusion when you realized this. You scowled yourself for being so soft. You whipped your eyes with a soft sigh, laying back in bed.
You stared at the ceiling for a little while before your eyes became heavy. You rolled over a bit, putting your phone on its charger. Once placing it on your nightstand, you flopped back down.
You pulled your warm (f/c) blanket up around you, nuzzling into your pillows. It didn't take you long to fall asleep, the thought of the note and number being a prank lingered in your mind.
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"_____, do you mind putting up the sign?" Laura asked you, slowly finishing up the last of the dishes.
"No, I don't mind..." You said softly, finishing the table you were whipping off. You placed the rag down on the table beside it, still having more than half to clean.
It was a lazy Saturday evening, the last of the customers finally leaving. The rambunctious teenagers and such most likely enjoying a party and a few drinks, using their weekend to the fullest.
Though you had to work, you were glad that none of usually tormentors came today. Now it was time to close up, even if the café closed at 8 and it was only 7:30, who would really complain about getting off work early?
You went behind the counter, bending down to retrieve the sign. Right when your fingers touched the cold metal, a familiar bell rang. You froze, setting the sign back down. You slowly went back straight, looking at the door.
A tall figure stood in front of the closing door. You couldn't see their face, a black hoodie pulled over there face. They peered from under the hood, scanning the café before they looked at you. There eyes quickly looked away, looking down at your feet.
They seemed to hesitate before slowly walking up to the counter, sitting on one of the plush stools near you. They looked down at the oak counter, as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.
You just kind of stared at the person in awe, before Laura came out. She stopped in her tracks, eyes going wide.
"Oh! We still have one? Well, I'm glad I don't finish all the dishes just get. What would you like, hon?" She asked, giving a soft smile.
"Um... If you wouldn't mind, I would like a few pieces of German Chocolate cake and (f/cake flavor). Please." They said, their voice sounding familiar but you didn't know where from.
Laura nodded and smiled, going off to get the person order. Once she was gond, the person let out a soft sigh, as if ordering was the hardest thing in the world... You understood that feeling.
The atmosphere was quiet until Laura came back with the cake, setting it front of the person. They gave a quiet thank you before they began to eat. You still hasn't moved, eyes glued on them.
"You're _____, right?" They asked quietly, setting the fork down. You jumped a little, your gave gaining it reflexive red. You looked down and fiddled with your fingers, giving a small nod.
"Yes..." You answered softly, biting your bottom lip. You heard the person move, timidly looking up. They had taken off their hood, finally revealing their face. That's when you noticed that it was the brunette from the large group that had came in nearly a week ago.
They looked away, hiding part of their face behind a jacket sleeve. Their greyish blue eyes, glancing around nervously, some dark brown hair falling in their face. A pink blush etched across their face.
"Um... M-my name is Summer." They said quietly, looking at you.
You gently nibbled on your bottom lip, not knowing what to say. You timidly rocked back and forth on the balls of your feet. Summer looked down at the cake, before back up at you. She slowly pushed it towards you.
"Do you want this?" She asked, pulling on the collar of her jacket. You where about to shake your head when your belly growled, daring you to reject it.
"Uh, I guess..." You said, raking the plate. I mean, no one was really their to judge you. And she did offer it to you... It was also your favorite cake flavor too.
You slowly took the plate and began to eat, the cafe growing quiet again. The only time that it was broke was when a heavy metal ring tone went off, scaring both you and Summer.
"I'm sorry!" She said, fishing out her phone and rejecting the call. She sighed and shook her head, running a hand through her hair.
"I never answer the phone... I hate talking over it..." She said, tracing her temple with her index finger. She looked at you.
"That's why I didn't pick up when you called..." She said, her blush growing darker. You are the cake slower, connecting with her eyes. It only lasted a few moments though. The girl coughed in her hand.
"I forgot what (f/Hetalian)'s number was, so I just put down mine. But I haven't seen them any this week to give them your number..." She said, almost rambling now. You had stopped eating and looked at her, completely and utterly lost.
She looked up, stopping mid word and looking down. She clasped her hands together, swiveling a bit in her chair.
"Sorry for rambling like that..." She said, clearly embarrassed. She had tensed up a bit, it didn't even look like she was breathing. But a sigh soon left her, along with a shiver.
"So... Let's talk for a little bit..." She said, looking up and giving a small smile, her round cheeks a tomato red. You smiled back and nodded, moving to sit in the stool beside her.
~ 1 Year Time Skip ~
You sat on Summer's bed, petting one of the five cats she had. A plate of (f/cake) cake sat on your leg, jiggling a bit as your arm moved. The black cat mewed before scampering away, joining the others in their napping pile.
The door opened and your friend walked in. That being Summer of course. You smiled, seeing her balance the plates and bowls on top of each other in her hands. You helped her unload them, taking most of them and laying them somewhere on the bed.
"Thank you." Summer said, sitting beside you. You hummed, already stuffing your face with the food she had brought up. She tsked and shook her head, doing the same.
Ever since that night in the café when she came in, your life completely changed. She helped you meet up with (f/Hetalian) who had actually written the letter, and she merely delivered it.
(Hetalian) had felt something with you when they first saw you on the café a week prior to her visit to the café, asking her to help ask you on the date. Which he obliged to.
Now you were dating (Hetalian) for nearly a year now, and you were as happy as can be. They loved your body and shy nature, saying they would never change anything about you.
You and Summer had also became the best of friends. You found that she too dealt with the torture of being a bit on the plush side. Though she accepted more and was proud to flaunt it at times.
But she helped you improve your self esteem, and also how to defend yourself when people made fun of you. Of course at times, some people just wouldn't give up and just kept going until she stepped in. A bodyguard some would say.
(Hetalian) was currently at work and you had the day off, meaning you had nothing to do. Which lead to where you were right now, sitting on Summer's bed, eating to your little hearts content.
You soon finished your first plate, setting it down to only start another. Summer chuckled and shook her head.
"Keep eating, the more fluffy you get, the harder (Hetalian) will fuck you~" She teased, laughing when you choked on your food.
You whined and seated at her, face like a tomato. She swatted back, deflecting your hand.
You began to laugh, along with Summer. You two play flighted before Ludwig yelled at you, warning not to make a mess. Summer mocked him, a choirs of giggles floated in the air.
You laid down, loving how soft the bed was. You were panting a bit, closing your eyes...
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You were gently shook, making you whine. Summer tsked, taking a pillow and hitting you. You cursed softly, slowly opening your eyes.
Summer was looking down at you, hovering over you. You blushed, looking back up at her.
"It's late... And (Hetalian) is here to pick you up..." She said before moving away, opening the door a bit. The flood of cats rushed out of the room, the dogs barking in protest as they were trampled over.
You sat up, rubbing your eyes. You softly yawned, looking around. The window was showing the darkness taking over outside.
"You fell asleep... And I didn't want to wake you." She said, smiling. She was gathering all the plates, setting them aside before brushing crumbs off her bed.
"Oh..." You said, blush growing darker. You slowly got up, helping Summer a bit before she told you no. You rolled your eyes, not being able to contain your smile.
You hugged her when she turned around, her mouth open to say something. She made a small noise of surprise, looking down at you. She smiled and hugged back, making you grin. You always loved her hugs. Her tall height and plushiness made them the best hugs into the world.
When she pulled away, she threw your jacket at you. Laughing a bit as you ripped it away.
"Get going, you little teddy bear, (Hetalian) wants you." She said, nodding towards the downstairs. You smiled and nodded.
"See you soon." You said before leaving her room, closing the door behind you.
Once the door was closed, you racing downstairs, running into (Hetalian)'s arms. He chuckled and smiled, twirling you around a bit before settling you down. He kissed your cheek, hand moving to settle on your soft butt. You blushed, (Hetalian) grinned when he saw this.
"Come on (Hetalians foreign word for lover), I have a surprise for you when we get home." He said, taking your hand. You made a small noise and nodded, letting him lead you out.
He soon settled you in the car before he got in the drivers seat, starting the car. All the way home, you were grinning like a fool. Summer was right. The chubbier you got, the more passionate and harder (Hetalian) pleased you.
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I hope you guys don't mind that I used myself in this story >< I think I might do it some more, but not a lot because I know not everyone enjoys authors inserting themselves in stories at times. Just tell me if you want me to do something like this again or with my Nyo. I hope you enjoyed the chubby reader series ^^