Here is a one-shot for chubby!Emma ! I thought of this while I was laying in bed last night thinking of some one-shot ideas. Here's how chubby Emma looks like her body rosy chubby cheeks, chubby arms, a soft tummy, thick tights, and her body type is a pear one.

POV Emma

"Scream and I'll cut you," I told the boy as I held him tight to me against my soft breast.

Keeping the blade to his neck, I pushed him against the outhouse wall and stepped around to face him. He looked at me funny. I wore a simple white dress and a hard expression, I bet he thought my face was strikingly pretty even though my rosy chubby cheeks practically ruined it. Even though I appeared to be giving serious thought to gouging out his windpipe.

"What are you?" I hissed.

"An—uh—I'm an American," he stammered, not quite sure what I was asking. "I'm Jacob."

I pressed the knife harder against his throat, my hand shaking. I was scared— which meant I was dangerous. "What were you doing in the house?" I demanded.

"Why are you chasing me?"

"I just wanted to talk to you! Don't kill me!"

I fixed him with a scowl. "Talk to me about what?"

"About the house—about the people who lived there."

"Who sent you here?"

"My grandfather. His name was Abraham Portman."

My mouth fell open. "That's a lie!" I cried, my eyes flashing.

"You think I don't know what you are? I wasn't born yesterday! Open your eyes—let me see your eyes!"

"I am! They are!" he opened his eyes as wide as he could. I stood on tiptoes and stared into them, then I stamped my foot and shouted, "No, your real eyes! Those fakes don't fool me any more than your ridiculous lie about Abe!"

"It's not a lie—and these are my eyes!" I was pushing so hard against his windpipe that it was difficult to breathe.

the knife was dull or she surely would've cut him.

"Look, I'm not whatever it is you think I am," the boy croaked.

"I can prove it!"

My hand relaxed a little.

"Then prove it, or I'll water the grass with your blood!"

"I have something right here." he reached into his jacket.

After Library Of Souls.

I walked into Jake's room and started to get dressed for bed.

''I'll be in the bathroom getting my pajamas on,'' said Jake as he grabbed his flannel pajama bottoms and then went into the bathroom.

I stripped down out of my dress and oxfords and grabbed my nightgown from my suitcase and slipped it on.

The first half was fine.

But it was tight around my stomach.

It was a bit tighter than I remembered it to be.

Then Jake came out of the bathroom is upper body bare and his ribs showed slightly out of his railway spike thin frame.

''Hey, Emma. Ready?'' he asked.

''Yeah,'' I said as he laid down on his bed.

I sat down on his bed. It felt funny like it was made of some sort of liquid.

''It's a water bed,'' Jake explained once I laid down next to him on the water bed.

''Oh,'' I said.

''Wanna see something cool?'' asked Jake.

''Yeah,'' I replied.

Jake got off the bed and went to the TV and flipped it on and then went to a strange device that opened at a ninety-degree angle and had a glowing apple with a bite taken out of it on the back.

He went to something called YouTube and searched the phrase 'Game Grumps Super Mario 3D World'.

''What's that?'' I asked

''It's a show I like to watch,'' Jake answered as he clicked on the first video on the list.

He laid down next to me as the video started.

The intro play then Jake wrapped his skinny arms around me.

He kissed the left cheek on my face.

''Your so soft,'' Jake whispered into my ear.

''And I love it so much,'' he added in his whisper voice.

He squeezed some of my soft tummy.

''I love every inch of you,'' I whispered into my ear.

''I love every inch of you,'' I replied and kissed him on the lips.

Jake giggled and hugged me.

FIN