𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙠. 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙚

𝘾𝙃𝙐𝘽𝘽𝙔

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- BEING INSULTED ABOUT YOUR weight had become normal to your everyday life. And even if you were used to it, you couldn't help but let it get to you still.

- You were tired of being called a pig, fatass, and the rest of the long list of insults people on the main campus used against you.

- You were slightly more chubbier than the girls in your class, probably on the same scale as Hara, except you had more in your thighs and hips than she.

- The difference between you and her was that she embraced her body and stood up for herself. You didn't have any sort of confidence to do that from years of degradation from your peers on the main campus. Well, at least that's what the old you would've said.

- " Woah, Y/N-Chan... Don't you think you're eating a little too much? "

- You remembered your female representative in class 2-B approaching you.

- " No, why? I'm eating the same amount as Emi-Chan. " You glanced over to your classmate.

- Aiko, the representative flinched, " Well, yeah... But Emi-Chan doesn't weigh that much. "

- You remember feeling so embarrassed in front of your classmates sitting at your table.

- " I agree with Aiko-San. I didn't want to say it, but maybe you should eat a little less, Y/N-Chan... You've been gaining weight a lot recently. " Another girl spoke out.

- Your parents at the time had gotten a divorce, causing you to become emotionally stressed out. The way you diverted your stress was to eat. Thus, gaining weight.

- " Is it really that noticeable..? " You wanted to cry.

- " Sorry for pointing it out, but I didn't want you to just eat until you were really fat, you know? "

- You went throughout the rest of the year trying to starve yourself, only to go back to your unhealthy eating habits again, gaining the weight back that you lost. It was a constant loop of unhealthy self care.

- It wasn't until you met Karma that you stopped starving yourself for days and then eating until you threw up.

- " Why do you do this to yourself? " His expression looked almost heartbroken.

- You sat upright on the cot in the nurse's office and let your legs dangle off the side. You had passed out during gym class. You had went a week without eating, the longest you had gone food free.

- Your skin was pale and your eyes were tired. Tears glossed over your orbs as you sniffled. Everything spilled from your mouth, from your parents divorce to your unhealthy habit to the bullying. At the end you were sobbing, barely able to get any more words out.

- You knew Karma wasn't good at comforting, so you quietly whispered that he didn't have to say anything.

- " ... But, you're so... "

- " Curvaceous. "

- Hearing the compliment from someone like Karma felt almost unrealistic, " W-What? " You felt like you wanted to hide away forever. But all you did was sit still and flush.

- " And who doesn't like that? There's more of you to hold, " You remembered the large grin he held as he stood over you. A hand was placed on the top of your thigh before it caressed your S/C skin. A few faded stretch marks littered your thick thighs.

- " Karma..? "

- It was a sudden movement, but your upper body fell back onto the cot as he cupped the bottom of your thigh. His form leaned over you as he grew closer to your lips. " Hmm, your skin is soft and plump. I wonder if it tastes good. "

- You jumped as arms wrapped around your body, " K-Karma! You scared me! " You squealed.

- " Did I? " He laughed.

- " How did you get in? "

- " You're door was unlocked, as usually. You need to stop being so forgetful, someone might break in. " Karma snickered.

- " Didn't you just break in? "

- " Nope, I have your consent to walk in anytime I please, " He hummed.

- " I don't remember consenting to that. "

- " ... I guess not. But do I have consent in showing you how much I enjoy your body? " You could feel his cocky smirk.

- " Karma!"

- Having Karma around certainly has changed you. The insults don't bother you anymore. You couldn't care what anybody said about you, because Karma showed you how to embrace yourself.

Hey, so I hope this Headcannon/chapter wasn't too harsh. I based only some things on my personal experiences since I'm more on the chubbier side. I'm not going to specify what, but I went with what made sense to fit in for the story.