These are a series of one shots about fat cartoon and maybe anima romance stories.
As of right now there will be no lemon stories, I just don't feel comfortable writing about them.
If anyone likes to make a suggestion, message me and I'll see if it...
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The convention floor was bustling with geeks and losers about. Today, we will be looking at a specific group of losers. Meet Sharon, Lana and Y/N, our protagonist of today's story. This is a cautionary tale of why magic and comicons shouldn't mix.
Y/N's feet hurt from walking all day from booth to booth, holding onto the girls recant buying spree. He loved his friends but carrying several boxes of anime figures and cheesy t-shirts was pressing on his skinny bones.
Sharon, the short pizza face custard cheese 375 pound Latina, was cosplaying as one of her favorite anti-hero, catwoman. Her black leotard hugged her lumpy body giving her some appeal other then a fat weeb.
His other friend, Lana, a crooked teeth pasty white no ass or butt 345 pound girl. She was dressed in only the clothes of the furry bait Loona the hellhound. Her huge belly hanged from her outfit like bree cheese.
"Ooo, this is so kawaii!" Shrieked Sharon as she picked up a long gold chain necklace with a purple crystal cat pendant. "How much?!"
"$400," said the fat balding booth vendor as he typed on his phone.
"Awa," she whined, putting the necklace back.
"Come on Sharon, he has better things to do," Lana whispered, sounding nervously.
"At the end of day if I have enough money I can get you it," I said, not liking seeing my friends sad.
"You're the best," cheered Sharon, planning a kiss on my cheek.
I didn't flinch by her show of affection as this was a common interaction between me and the girls. Despite these acts of admiration I was relegated to the friendzone.
"Come see wanders you have never seen, magic you won't believe!" Announced an old woman with a crooked square nose, floor long white hair and wearing a black robe and a pointy hat.
