A very smutty and sometimes funny MJ imagines story for you all to read. And besides I can't find ONE GOOD IMAGINES BOOK TO READ so I'll just provide my viewers with my own🥴.
WARNING⛔️
⚠️DRUG USE⚠️
⚠️EXPLICIT LANGUAGE⚠️
⚠️SEXUAL CONTENT⚠️
(𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞...
Me and Michael got invited to an all black party by his friends. I was already hesitant about this idea because I knew that there would be quite...slimmer women there. I told Michael that it would be a bad idea if I went because I wouldn't fit in with such 'perfect' women. He just laughed at my idea and insisted I go. He got me a dress and every thing...
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He got my perfect size! I'm lucky that I am still quite a curvy woman but everything just felt so tight and then again, my small rolls were kind of poking out at my shoulders. That's why I just insisted on having some type of black shawl on. Michael just looked so perfect with his outfit! That made me more insecure...
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"Don't worry baby, my eyes will be on you tonight" my fucking ass. I gulped down another shot of tequila as I watched Michael flirt and talk with a woman from across the bar. My insecure thoughts filled my mind so much that it started to throb. My feet tapped on the floor rapidly as a way of stopping myself from crying.
I watched them in such filth as the lady practically threw herself all over my husband while he just sat back ENJOYING IT!
Why would he want to be with such a fluffy pig like yourself Y/n?
Tears started to well up in my eyes but I turned away from them so that they wouldn't see. I then looked down at my wedding ring, watching the beautiful diamond sparkle.
"Uhh, madam? Are you ok?" The bartender said. I quickly wiped my tears and put on a fake smile.
"Yeah just keep the shots coming please and thank you.." I said while slamming a $100 bill on the counter.
(6 shots later)
I could barely pick my head up. It felt like a knife was floating around in my head as jealousy wrapped all around me. I see no fucking women that look similar to me. Some of them looked at me in disgust like I was some type of animal.
Then all of a sudden the one person I didn't wanna see stepped right in front of me.
"Woah, baby are you ok?" My loving husband said. The one who "doesn't care about my body", the one who supposedly "loves thicker woman".
