Junior Year: Fears and Feelings
I had finally managed to lose enough weight for my love handles to disappear. i still had a little bit of fat, but nothing too bad. i turned and went into my bathroom. i brushed my teeth, and examined my smile. it was white and shiny.
Bigger Than He Bargained For: 04
"umm... here," terry said, reaching to the side of him - he had to push his love handle and the side of his gut against the table in order to reach - for a stray pencil, "here's my number." "your number." she said numbly.
Folfy Tails Chpt One
His form was still lean, but he'd started gaining a pair of small love handles although it didn't look bad on his five foot, nine inch form. he shook his head, scattering water around before starting to comb out his fur.
Vor-tual Reality
His love handles spilled out of what open room they had between the crevices in his armor, causing it to burst as well and split apart the fabric in the way.
Full Forward
His backside grew into big soft cushions, and his sides widened into smooth, curvy love handles. every hot dog and beer added extra plumpness to his fuzzy pecs and extra chubbiness to his thickening neck and often-filled cheeks.
The Fattest Doll of All
His sides and love handles bulked and settled with folds deep enough to hide books. his neck sprouted chin after chin and melted into the flowing fat of his shoulders and moobs, the latter sagging atop the great gentle crest of his belly.
Obamon
love handles hung by the dozen on guilmon's sides. guilmon's neck was subtracted while his chin multiplied. guilmon's face has become blobby as well.
Semper Arame
He had inherited his mother's wide hips and no matter the amount of cardio he had an evident set of love handles. that plus the ever thinning layer of fat covering his abs upset him.
Corporate Ladder
He stomach ballooned out in front of her and eventually her suit ripped down the side revealing fat love handles. he breasts expanded out and rested on top of her stomach that seemed to be making an attempt to reach the far wall.
The New Record (StoryGift)(FlashFic)
Ludwig pushed into the plush layer of his love handles and kneaded out the seat of his discomfort. ludwig's lips sputtered as he stifled a belch. he sighed, some relief, and he looked past the parabola of his flabby chest at the piranha-plant heads.
Backyard Bursting
The tan-furred mass of flab was his primary feature, framed only by the singular, truck-tire-sized roll of lard that he called a love-handle, but others called a fat shelf.
Birthday Binge
It took a while for the pups to find the buckles beneath their combined poundage, but after a few seconds of fumbling and digging between each other's fatty love handles, they were all securely fastened and on their way.