Being a bigger girl comes with a whole set of life experiences that others may not have to deal with. As you grow up, you learn to live your life around them. You find ways of living in a skinny centric world.
For instance, fuck plastic or wicker chairs. Who invented that bullshit? Honestly, if your chubby ass is going to end up on the ground due to structurally unsound trendy furniture, why not just start out down there to begin with. The lighter humans can sit in their splinter filled basket weave while we pretend we're sitting on the floor to play with the dog. It's a win/win. The dog gets attention and the ugly 900 dollar "chair" stays intact with your dignity. You could always choose to stand, as well. Big girls do a lot of that in public places. "Oh, I've been sitting all day. Don't worry. Just want to stretch my legs." Girl.
See, big girls cope. You find cute ass accessories to shop for while your skinny friends drag you to stores full of clothes that come in exactly 3 sizes. You avoid clothes shopping right next to strangers because you know you can't both fit between the racks that are crammed tightly together and some rude ass lady is bound to shove her way through anyways. You strategically avoid standing or sitting in areas you know you're going to get walked into or side-eyed for being in. You learn to find subtle ways of letting guys know you aren't flirting with them because for some reason EVERYONE thinks you must have a crush on them. Really, it just becomes second nature. Try not to take up too much space, try not to cause a scene, smile at the assholes giving you dirty looks...let me tell you, some of us have the patience of gods.
See, your normal chubby girl dance through life was going just fine...until you started dating the one and only Colby Brock. You'd met when your merch booths were next to each other at a YouTube convention. You'd really just hit it off straight away. You were friends for a few months before he finally asked you to be his girlfriend. Well, he kind of asked.
"Hey, y/n?" he'd said while you waited for people to exit the movie theatre. You always waited until everyone left so you didn't have to fight the crowds.
"What's up?" you asked, making sure you had gathered all of your trash and belongings.
"We're like...kind of dating, right?" He asked, his shy expression turning into laughter at the look you gave him.
You closed your eyes and shook your head in confusion. "What?"
"See, normally when a boy likes a girl, he..." Colby started.
"Oh, Jesus, where is this going?" you laughed.
"Shhh." He put his finger over your lips. "Hear me out." He laughed. "Normally when a boy likes a girl, he does all of this cute shit for her. He'll buy her meal or her movie ticket. He'll invite her over to hang out and flirt with her and stare at her all googly eyed even when his friends are around...He doesn't shut up about her to his friends. He's got her name in his phone under something cute with way too many emojis."
"Okaaaayyy." You said, still very confused as to why Colby thought you were dating and shocked he was even interested in dating you.
"You don't let me buy you anything, even when I insist." He shook his head and shrugged dramatically like you were supposed to understand the problem. "You come over and hang out with me, but you laugh when I flirt with you. Rude, by the way. I'm fragile." He laughed, putting a hand on his chest. "The last time you caught me staring at you, you threw a french fry at my face...but at the same time, all of my friends think we're dating. And you let me cuddle you and hang all over you and you talk to me until 4 in the morning and you come over when I can't sleep and you..."
"You're serious?" you asked, setting your stuff on the chair next to you and turning back to Colby.
"Y/n! Yes! Sam asked when we officially started dating and he didn't understand why I didn't have an answer." Colby laughed, grabbing one of your hands and intertwining his fingers with yours.
"I didn't even know you liked me." You laughed, rolling your eyes at the burgundy haired boy.
"I was kind of convinced you didn't like me either." He laughed. "That's why I just had to come out and ask. I really, really want to kiss you and the last time I TRIED you asked if I was drunk." Colby said, starting to inch his way closer to you.
"You're 100% serious right now?" you said, your smile dropping into a more serious expression. "On our friendship, you're not just fucking with me?"
Colby furrowed his eyebrows. "You don't really think I'd ever do that to you, right?" He was so close, you could feel his breath against your skin.
"No." you answered, knowing him better than that.
"Good." He smiled, closing the gap between you.
His soft lips met yours and all of a sudden everything fit together. You realized that in your pursuit of not making waves and trying to keep yourself happy and safe, you'd made excuses for all of Colby's actions. Colby ALWAYS had his arm around you or his hand on your leg or his head on your shoulder, but you'd told yourself he was just a cuddly friend. The two of you really did talk nearly all day every day, but you'd started out as friends, so it made sense. Friends talk. Colby ALWAYS offered to pay for whatever activity or meal the two of you were sharing, but he's also much bigger on YouTube than you are. You figured he was just offering because he could.
"Sir? Ma'am?" The two of you broke apart hearing the theatre worker close by. "We're setting up for the next movie."
"Sorry." Colby laughed, grabbing your hand. "We're leaving."
Your face was bright red at being caught by the employee. You grabbed your purse and your trash and followed Colby out into the hallway. "Well that was embarrassing." You laughed, throwing your trash in the bin.
Colby shrugged, wrapping his arms around your waist. "It was worth it." He smiled, pressing another quick kiss to your lips.
For the most part, your lives continued over the next few weeks as normal...but more fun. Now that Colby had permission, he continued to show you just how cuddly and clingy he was. And you loved it. You'd ventured into the realm of having mind blowing sex, but you still had your insecurities and hang ups. Colby never pushed you, though. Taking things as slow as you wanted to. One night, while you were both laying sprawled out on the bed trying to catch your breath, Colby had suggested that next time you ride him.
"Babe." Colby turned on his side to face you. "You should be on top next time." He said, his hand reaching across your body to dig his fingers into your hip and his lips leaving kisses up your neck. "I want to hold your sexy hips. I want to watch them move."
While his words made you feel good, they also made you feel terrified. You couldn't actually think of an answer that wasn't going to either ruin the moment or make you want to run from the room.
When you didn't answer, Colby pulled your face to turn towards his. "Just think about it?" he asked with a smile, kissing your lips.
You nodded, kissing him back.
To avoid the dreaded adventure of breaking Colby Brock in half, you found other ways to spice up your sex life. The shower is a great place for blow jobs. So is the car. He had a secret thing for being naughty in public, so he never said no to that one. Being bent over the kitchen counter also threw a new favorite in the mix. You'd also realized that doing it doggy gave you one of the best orgasms of your life. Colby actually asked if you were okay afterwards.
One day when you'd arrived at Colby's apartment, he was sat on the end of the couch with Sam sat a spot down from him. He'd greeted you with a "Hey, baby" and patted his lap wanting you to sit and talk.
Instead of trying to sit on either side of Sam or crushing Colby, you went and changed into some more comfortable clothes you had left there. When you got back out to the living room, you sat on the floor in front of Colby and asked him to rub your shoulders.
When Sam finally left, Colby patted your shoulders with a "Come here."
When you stood up, Colby was still sat on the couch with his arms open, waiting for you. You laughed and sat next to him, snuggling into his side.
"Why won't you sit on my lap?" Colby whined, playing with your hair.
"I'm not saying this to make you feel bad or tiny or anything...but, Colby I would literally crush you." You laughed.
"WHAT?!" He practically yelled, not expecting that answer at all. "Y/n, you aren't going to crush me."
"Yes I am." You sat up looking at him. "I don't want to break the person I love." You laughed.
"Y/n." Colby said, kissing you. "First, I love you too. Second, I'm a grown ass man. I may look 17 because of my chubby cheeks, but you know this body is all man. You ARE NOT going to crush me."
You sighed, not wanting to argue. Or have this conversation, really. You leaned your head back against Colby's shoulder hoping he'd just drop it.
"Is this why you won't ride me?" he asked, realizing you really were convinced you were somehow going to hurt him. You were always so confident, so he never really understood why you were shy about that.
"It's exactly why that is never going to happen." You said.
"Y/n." Colby turned and wrapped his arms around you. "Do you trust me to be completely honest with you?"
"Yes. Most of the time." You said.
"Hey!" he yelled.
"Yes, Colby. I trust you to be honest with me." You laughed.
"Stand up." He moved to sit dead center on his couch. "Come here." He said, running his hands up and down his own thighs before opening his arms for you. "I swear on my life I will tell you if you're hurting me. Scouts honor."
"Cooolllbyyy." You whined.
"Y/n, straddle me." He said in an almost demanding voice. "Your weight won't even be on me, it'll be on your knees and legs on the couch."
You just stared at him, your anxiety keeping your frozen on your feet.
"Y/n, I know you're worried, but you don't need to be." He assured you. "And I can't comfort you if you don't fucking come here." He sat there with his arms still spread open.
"Okay." You said in a small voice. You sat your right knee to the side of his left thigh, letting it sink into the cushion before straddling his lap with your left knee on the other side of him.
"See?" Colby said, wrapping his arms around you and pulling your body fully into his lap, flush against his. "God, I've waited so long to do this." He said, kissing down your neck, his hands moving to pull at the hem of your shirt.
"Colby." You said, your hands moving to either side of his face. You still had a worried expression.
"Y/n, I am more than fine." He said with a grin, his hands grabbing at your hips. "Now ditch the shirt."
"You're bossy today." You laughed, pulling your shirt over your head and throwing it on the floor.
"It seems to be the only way I can get you to listen." He teased, continuing the line of kisses down to your breasts.
"It's kind of hot." You admitted, letting your head fall back as Colby sucked a red mark into your skin.
"Ooo, I get two new things in one night. I get to boss you around AND you're going to ride me." Colby said confidently, his fingers working on unhooking your bra.
Your eyes flew to his, still not completely okay with this plan.
"Don't worry, baby. We're going to do it right here. Stand up." He said, standing with you and stripping out of his clothes.
When he ran to grab a condom, you stripped out of the rest of your clothes. Colby sat back down on the couch, completely naked and already hard. "I will never get sick of seeing you naked." You smiled down at him, your eyes raking up and down his beautiful body.
"We're a perfect pair, then." He said, putting on the condom and leaning forward to run his hands up and down your sides. "I have literally had dreams about you finally doing this. I am mesmerized by your body." He laughed when you blushed. "Come here, baby." He said, leaning back and patting his naked thighs.
You kneeled back down onto the couch, sinking halfway down onto his erection. You groaned, letting your head fall against Colby's shoulder. "This feels so different." You said, feeling his arms snake around your waist as you continued to let him fill you.
"I tried telling you, you were missing out." Colby said, pulling you tight against him and thrusting fully into you.
"Colby!" You cried out, raising yourself up and sitting back down on his girth. In this position, he hit that perfect spot every time.
"Keep going, baby girl." Colby said, his hands firmly grabbing your hips and encouraging you to move. "You don't have to be so gentle."
You felt Colby burry his face in your breasts as you moved your hips up and down. Colby's thrusts met your bounces and all of a sudden you understood what you were missing. You gently grabbed Colby's hair, pulling his head back so you could capture his lips in a passionate kiss.
"Y/n, I'm almost there." Colby said, leaning back against the couch. "Keep going." His eyes wandered your body as you were both pushed closer to your climax. "God, you're beautiful." He said, watching your breasts bounce and your lips part as you moaned.
You could feel your orgasm building. You threw your head back, reaching down to touch yourself. "Colby!" you called out, your walls clenching around him.
"Fuck." Colby said, pulling you to lay against his chest as he roughly thrust into you, filling the condom. After a few seconds of the two of you just laying there, he told you to stand on your knees for a second. You moved to get off of the couch, but he stopped you. "I just needed to ditch the condom. Come here." He said, pulling you back to lay against his chest.
"That was...worth it." You laughed, still trying to hold your weight up on your knees.
"Y/n, you really don't have to do that." He said, smoothing his hands over your legs. "Just relax."
You let your weight settle on Colby's thighs, your face tucked into his neck. "I love you."
"I love you, too." He said, kissing the side of your head. "Next time I tell you to sit on my lap, just sit on my lap."
"I'll consider it." You laughed, pressing a kiss to the side of his neck.
Just letting all my girlies know even if your on the curvy side or the skinny side those 'sides'
Don't mean fuck all to me if some one is curvy let them own it if you have 'the body of a 10 year old boy' own it it means you don't have back pain and you can sleep on your chest (lucky bitches) and if you on this so called curvy side fucking own it! You better strut down those hallways and corridors cause we are all beautiful no matter what!
