FAT Reality Check

Chapter 1

Marilyn in the MM

Marilyn

"Oh shit right there," I screamed. This boy knew what he was doing with his tongue. Gripping his dreads I held him tight between my thick thighs as I let go of my release. Panting, I loosened my grip as he came up for air. "Damn Marilyn I couldn't breathe," he said.

Looking at him I laughed. Cole was a fine brother, nice set of lips on him and good dick. But he was a loser with no damn job. Shit I just needed to be dick down and get the box eaten. I watched as he pulled his clothes on and left. That's another reason why I fucked with him; he knew when to leave. Five minutes later I grabbed my towel and went down the hall to take a shower. Letting the water warm I wrapped my 30' inch Cambodian weave in a bun. Hopping in the shower I scrubbed myself clean.

After twenty minutes I grabbed my towel and turned the water off. Walking back to my room, I looked at the time 10:50 am. I'm almost two hours late. Looking in my mirror I smiled, I loved my body; thick hips, big booty, fat stomach and nice size breast. Smacking my ass I walked to my dresser pulling out my black thong and lace strapless bra, also grabbing my short overalls and black camisole. Putting on my outfit I was having difficulties pulling my overalls up. After five minutes I finally got them on.

Grabbing my sister's burgundy low top converse and her burgundy beanie I walked to her vanity and put a thick line of eyeliner and mascara and her deep red Ruby Woo lipstick. Using her deodorant and body spray I grabbed my purse putting everything in there.

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Getting to school ten minutes later since we lived down the block, the fourth hour bell rung. I walked to my locker ignoring the stares. I didn't care what people thought of me. If you not God don't judge me. Getting to my locker I opened it grabbing my note book I use for each class.  I walked to my Calculus class right as the late bell rung. Seating in the middle I did the do now. After that I really didn't care about anything else. Putting my headphones on I ignored the teacher talking.

Playing a game on my phone I received a text.

From Chauncey

I seen you coming in girl with them tight ass clothes on, met me by the bathroom in five.

To Chauncey

Alright.

Walking out ignoring the teacher's calls I walked to the bathroom waiting for Chauncey. Minutes later he walked up pulling my hand and into the boy's bathroom into the handicapped stall. Pulling off my clothes he demanded me to bend over. Obeying his command I felt my thong being pulled to the side before he filled me up.

Chauncey was a nigga I been fucking with since tenth grade. We never got into a relationship because well we didn't really care for it. Plus he had a girl already. He always knew what he was doing and always let me hit ecstasy more than four times. Gripping the rail, his hand muffled my moans.

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After we were done my hair was a mess from him pulling it and my lipstick was smeared. Fixing myself up I walked out the bathroom with a limp. I ignored the stares as it was time for lunch. Walking to the cafeteria I can hear all the people in there. Opening the door I looked to my regular table to see my squad.

I only hung out with three people. First there was Janice, the "hood rat" in our squad. With her blue weave with grey contacts and brown skin. She always was loud, two times louder than me. And she always smacked her gum or tongue when she talked. Then there was Alicia, the "babymama". She had two kids to be only a senior. Her baby daddy didn't even take care of his kids. She is small but feisty and loud. Her bright red hair and brown skin seemed to always to light up the room. And lastly there's Necia, the know it all ratchet but classy female. She always thought she was better than people but I would shut her down real quick. Her freshly sew-in was curled and her face was always caked. She might look like a sweetheart and classy girl but let's just say you can't train a hoe to be a housewife.

They turned my way and waved. I nodded and cut in line. People cussed me out but I gave them finger and grabbed my food. Walking to my table I sat on the bench.

"HEY GURL," Janice yelled in my ear.

"Damn girl, calm the fuck down," I said. She rolled her eyes scooting over some. The others said hey as we talked.

"What so that's why you limping, girl I need me some good dick like that," Necia said. I rolled my eyes as I looked up. In walked my twin, Veronica. The sweet one, she was darker than me and thick like how society portrays. She was holding hands with her boyfriend, looking at them made me want to puke.

"Lyn,you going to that kickback this week for the seniors. You know the one your man Chauncey throwing?" Alicia asked. I shrugged already knowing I was going. I never miss a party. Finishing my food I got on my phone and onto Instagram, lurking on people's pages.

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Finally, it was the end of the day and since Veronica had practice I was going to walk home by myself. As I was leaving the parking lot I heard somebody call my name.

"Marilyn, bitch I heard you fucking my man".

Turning around I was faced with China; Chauncey's girlfriend. Laughing I looked at her.

"Heffa I don't care if he your man he always go stick it to me."

She pushed me and tried to grab my hair. Punching her I drop kicked her getting on top of her beating her ass. People chanted fight.

"Isn't that your twin"

"Yeah that's her."

"WORLDSTAR"

Ignoring them I kept punching China in the face.  About three minutes later the security guards pulled us away. She spit at me and missed. Hulking up a huge one I spit back at her hitting her in the eye. "There bitch, and I hope when he kissed you, you tasted my pussy bitch," I yelled. The security guards pulled me to the office and called my mother.

Ten minutes later my mother walked in. she talked to the principal and walked out with a shame look on her face. Rolling my eyes I followed her to the car. Getting in I folded my arms quiet.

"Marilyn, why do you keep doing this stuff? You lucky they only gave you a month detention because if you would've got suspended again you wouldn't be graduating," she said. My mom is what people call a push over but sometimes you can push her over the edge.

"Man ma, I don't care that bitch shouldn't had came at me," I said.

"Watch your language young lady," she said. Ignoring her we headed home.

Bitches just like to try me because they mad they man can get a fat bitch to fuck him better.

A/N

Another new story. This one seem like it's going to be fun to do. And I have another one coming but that will be a short story. But how do y'all feel about this one?  Should I continue or what? Comment what you think before I put my hopes up.