From the Plus side will be column dedicated to short stories that deal with all aspects of Plus size Life.  Emily Smiltneck was chosen for this position because of her dedication, and realistic writing style. She captures the emotional and mental rollercoaster those who are Plus Sized go through.

 

     Emily Susanne Smiltneck lives in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan (pretty much dead center in the middle of nowhere). She is a substitute teacher, and has recently started a tutoring business. Emily is currently working on several writing projects, including a historical fiction novel and several collections of poetry.

Emily Smiltneck receives recognition in Neighbors Daily Press - See article below

It is a great joy when our fellow Plus Sized people receive recognition for their life's work.  Join me in this Joyous moment when one of our LargeInCharge writers is seen for her contribution and great dedication to her goals in life.  Click the images above to read the article about our dear Emily. When the page opens click on the article to zoom in and read it

The Adventures of Phatgurl

by Emily Suzanne Smiltneck 

 

 

The Adventures Of Phatgurl is a serial collection of stories about the adventures of Jany, a plus-sized young woman who, in desperation, places an ad on a personals website.  As she embarks on her dates, she meets many different kinds of men who expect many different things from her.  Some of her adventures are wildly amusing and others are more serious and even sad. 

If you have any ideas or experiences, funny or otherwise, that you would like to see depicted in a future Phatgurl story, please e-mail me at emilysuzanne20@hotmail.com.  I will do my very best to incorporate all reader ideas into future columns.  Thanks!

 

The Ad (Part 2)

SWSSBBW seeks SM who will not rape her, emotionally or otherwise.  The ability to both speak and write in complete sentences is a plus.  Must not inadvertently throw her down stairs or pretend that she is “Mama.”  Intelligent conversation, a little respect, and the lack of a current significant other will get you far.  And a well-developed sense of humor won’t hurt, either.  If you like smart chicks with jelly bellies and thunder thighs, reply to phatgurl@personalz.com

 

Enlightened

 

 

“Jany?” Haroon whispered, when he managed to stop laughing.  “I am sorry.”

            “Sorry?  For what?”

            “I do not usually sleep with women like this.”

            “You mean with two other people in the bed, or without your pants on?” Jany giggled.

            “I mean I do not sleep with women this soon.  I know we did not make love last night, but I feel like I should not have been sleeping with you with—with no pants.  I really like you, Jany, and I’d like to spend more time with you.  I do not want you to think I am the sort of man who—“

            “Did you seriously just say ‘make love’?”  Selena sat abruptly upright.  “Who says that anymore?  Really?”

            “I—why—yes, I did,” Haroon stammered.

            “So you love her?  You’re saying you love her.  Because it seems like you gotta, like, love someone to make love to them.  Otherwise, it’s just sex.”

            “Selena, shut up!” Jany hissed.  “I think we all know what he meant.  As if waking up in a bed with like a million other people isn’t awkward enough, now we’re trying to have a serious conversation and you have to make that awkward, too?”

            “I’m not the one who decided to have a serious conversation while I was in bed with a million other people.  It’s not like I was trying to listen or something!”  Selena threw her arms in the air in frustration, almost slapping Jacob in the face as he sat up.  He wrapped his hand around her wrist and brought her arm back down to her side.

            “Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed, Selena.  And Jany.  Come on, girls.  Kiss and make up.”

            Selena and Jany glared at one another.  Haroon, who hadn’t said anything since Selena’s outburst, had scooted so far back he was nearly falling out of the bed and was watching silently. 

            “This is no time for being crabby,” Jacob continued.  “We had a great night last night, a really wonderful time, and now Haroon and I are in bed with two beautiful women.  Let’s not ruin it by fighting.”

            Jany was pretty sure she knew what the problem was.  After everything they’d been through the previous day—Jany’s frantic call to Selena for help, their flirtations at the bar, Jany’s insistence that Selena was her date—Selena probably hadn’t been overly impressed by Haroon’s confession of his feelings for Jany.  And Jany felt a little guilty, even though his confession hadn’t been her idea.  Should she say something to indicate to him that she didn’t feel the same way?  That wouldn’t be fair; she wasn’t sure how she really did feel.  The fact that Selena was soaking up Jacob’s attention had sort of made her forget that she’d promised that she was Selena’s date for the night.

Jany did the only thing she could think of that might break the tension without saying something to hurt either Selena or Haroon: she followed Jacob’s instructions.  She reached up, grabbed Selena’s head, and pulled it toward her.  As Selena gasped in surprise, Jany kissed her, long and hard.  Their eyes locked again, more in surprise or even horror than in passion, and when they pulled apart, both held their breath.  Haroon, round-eyed, had risen up on one elbow to watch.  Jacob smiled broadly.

            “Thank you, Jany.  Didn’t that help?”

            Neither of them answered.  Instead, they continued to stare, unsure whether their standoff was over or not.  Finally, Jany tipped her head to the side and silently mouthed, “Come on,” at Selena.  And then, just as Haroon hesitantly whispered, “You should do that again, Jane,” Selena leaned over and kissed Jany in return.  Everything was okay.

            “This is very, very different from how I thought my Sunday morning would be,” Haroon said.  “I thought I would wake up by myself, very early, and drink some coffee, and then I would spend the day studying.  Instead, I slept with other people and now—well, this is interesting, isn’t it?”

            Jacob laughed heartily.

            “I thought that maybe you two were the kissin’ kind.  After all, I was there in the bar last night.  To be honest, that was part of what motivated me to bring you all back here last night.”

            “Pervert!” Selena spat, but she was smiling now.

            “We’re not—well, I’m not—I mean, I like guys too.  So does she.  Really, I mainly like guys.  I just—well, Selena’s the only—I--we’ve—oh, God, never mind.”  Jany flushed bright red. 

            “No need to explain.  I think Haroon over there is glad to hear ya like boys.  He probably wouldn’t complain if ya kissed her again, though.  With less clothes on.”

            “She was right.  You really are a pervert.  And I’m not sure that’s really what Haroon wants..”

            “I do,” Haroon sighed.

            “So you felt funny waking up next to me without pants on because you thought I might get the wrong idea about what kind of guy you are, but you have no problem with me getting naked right in front of you?  With another girl?  How’s that for a double standard?”

            “I—I just mean that I would not think badly of you.  You are both beautiful.  I would like to see that.”  Even Haroon’s skin wasn’t dark enough to hide the fact that he was blushing.

            “Let’s not fight again, girls.  We’re all here together, now, and we may as well enjoy ourselves,” Jacob said gently.

            “Jany?  I think they’re totally trying to talk us into an orgy,” Selena whispered.

            “I heard that, and no, we’re not.  I don’t like that word.  Haroon isn’t trying to talk you into anything; he can barely talk at all, in fact.  And I was merely suggesting that the two of you should enjoy yourselves, here, in my bed, and that if the mood strikes us, Haroon and I may enjoy you as well.”

            “Well, now this is all just weird.  I don’t usually get naked and start making out on command,” Jany said, lying down and hiding her face in a pillow.

            “Performance anxiety.  It’s only natural.  Just relax and do what you’d do if you were alone.”

            “Oh, you mean start talking about how much men suck?  ‘Cause that’s how it usually starts.  Let me out.  I gotta pee.”  Selena shoved Jacob’s legs to the side and climbed out of the bed.

            Selena left an uncomfortable silence behind her when she exited the room.  Jacob shrugged, then threw back the blankets and wandered out after her.  “May as well get up, I guess,” he mumbled.  Haroon got up and followed him.  Jany, not sure exactly what she should do, stayed in the bedroom, but she got out of bed, too, and walked over to the window.  The view was almost as pretty as it had been at dawn.  The sun and the sky were amazingly bright and clear, and the two together seemed to magnify the colors of everything that existed underneath them.

            “Hey, Jane!”  Jany turned around to see Selena hiding behind the half-closed door.

            “Yeah?”

            “They’re out in the kitchen.  We should—you know.  We should do what they wanted us to do.”

            “You mean get naked and make out?”

            “Yeah!”

            “Why, Selena?  I mean, they’re not even in here.  It would just be us.”

            “I’m kinda in the mood now, though.  I mean, after everything—and they’re not here to make us feel weird about it.”

            “Are you just doing this to try and make me forget about Haroon?  I know it probably wasn’t that cool for you to hear the stuff he was saying before, but don’t worry about it.  I don’t even know him that well—“

            “Jane, shut up.  I just wanna kiss you.  Nothing to do with either of them, ‘kay?  I just wanna, like, mess around.  We were pretty hot an’ heavy last night ourselves, you know.  At the bar?  Jacob even noticed.”

            Jany giggled nervously and glanced toward the kitchen.  Jacob and Haroon seemed to be keeping themselves busy.

            “Yeah, we kinda were.  I just—“ Selena walked across the room and stopped her from talking by kissing her.  Then she led Jany across the room and gently pushed her onto the bed.

            “Let’s get naked.”

            “What if they come back in?”

            “You really think they’re gonna mind?”

            In answer, Jany slowly stretched her arms into the air.  Selena took the hint and slid Jany’s shirt up and over her arms, then removed her own top.  She pressed breasts against Jany’s breasts and pressed her lips against Jany’s lips.  Jany wanted to stop her, wanted to say that she just wasn’t sure, that she was afraid of what might happen if Haroon and Jacob came back, but when she opened her mouth, she moaned softly instead.  Without her permission, her legs parted and made room for one of Selena’s legs to find a place between them.  And then, in the distance, she heard Jacob’s voice trying to speak quietly but failing.

            “Now this is what I was waiting for!”