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Somehow...

The Black Lantern November 27, 2014 7:41 am

Somehow,I don't totally like the guy.So,in order for us chubby girls to have handsome boyfriends (literally speaking) ,the guy has to have a fetish for chubbiness?! Don't get me wrong,I love the story.But I just hope that the guy doesn't have that weird fetish or something.Just a normal person would be fine.No fetishes or anything lol

Responses
    Masochist November 29, 2014 12:42 am

    Hiya! I guess i can understand your view but i kinda of see it differently? I see him as like anyone else who have an inclination towards what attracts them but HONEST about it.. like when guys goes all crazy for girls who have either big breast or butts or both, etc. Some are more attracted to blonds or red hairs and such/eye colors.. Girls who like guys with large shoulders/chest..etc, etc. Personally I have a thing for guys who wear glasses and the shape of their hands :) There's just something about it.... heh. I just figured he is simply not afraid to show what he likes and MORE IMPORTANTLY is that he doesn't care if it goes against the current trend (too many will say they like how someone is just because it is popular at the moment... just look at history of fashion and you'll see what i'm saying). Hope i was able to convey my thinking properly...

    Oh, I also LOVE the story. Want more and THANK YOU for the new chap!!!

    Lovely spirt November 29, 2014 5:55 pm

    What i loved about him was that he loved her personality. Of course he had a fetish but he told her family that the reason he loves her is because of how she faces her problems optimistically. That was such a sweet awwwwwwwwwwww moment.

    Masochist November 29, 2014 10:25 pm

    Yes! I loved that moment as well! He does love HER not just the outer appearance (i mean he saw other chubby girls but they didn't appeal to him). Her chubbiness just caught his attention but what KEPT his attention and made him fall for her is her inner self.

    Sometimes I think life and courtship is like one of those gift box of mixed chocolates. They may be all chocolates on the outside and shaped a little bit differently but inside they are different and not until you take a bite will you find the one you really like... and who knows, one of those chocolates might even surprise you on being tasty! :) Did I make any sense?