(Important note before reading this page: The story was creatively written by me in form of a poetic style, embodied by a beautiful plus size woman, Kathryn Burke depicted as a human being, like me and you, she is also famously celebrated as Big Beautiful Woman, (BBW) or Super Sized Big Beautiful Woman, (SSBBW). Sending you love and success along the way!.)
Chapter 1:
English as hard and toothless as a skull.
The influence of Kathryn Burke on those encompassing her was enormously propagating. Her wonderful sentiments often occupied the angle of wisdom, and immense of betterment. Her beautiful face displayed a mood that was both sincere and generous. Kathryn's bosom was warming with ecstacy in a yearned-for triumph. She was young and noble in demeanor, the moisture of assurance brimmed her eyes. Her cheeks shone with a brilliant flame of surprise. The breath of tranquility was bestowed in her porous lungs. The instinctive murmur of affection drifted from her heart. Kathryn Burke's firm in belief soul was strongly merged to her force with an earnest promise of tenacity. From her blushing cheeks, a passion of eagerness was flowing like a river at a fast pace. Her sheer grace of beauty illuminated like a glowing worm. Worries frightened her bosom like an inferno of devils. Her adamantine heart filled with love and courage could not be eroded by the water of transient tedious sensibilities.
Chapter 2:
Yelled red and the melter hollered *'Heow!" and you raveled
Kathryn Burke's benevolent camaraderie with her society was a whole-spirited thing. The booming, murmuring eloquence, with blaring theatrical fury assaulted her senses. Kathryn's spoken words, deep plunged in a tenderly array, communicated an innate self-confidence. Her genial voice soared audacity amid chaos. Upon her eyebrows confidence was fostered, under the shade of her even brows. Kathryn's hair was delicate like a spider’s thread. Her soul was indeed a natural well, fountain and abyss of benevolence. Her heart had nothing in it, but sugar, honey, a sweetness and a celestial manna of sensibilities. There was so much grandeur in her personality and so much sagacity in her mind.
Chapter 3:
While the blower kept the gas at a growl and the brew
Kathryn Burke's thought was a power that involuntarily conveyed a will to initiate an action. She knew that love was like a good egg and should be laid in a warm nest, therefore love was permeated in the deepest roots of her heart. The tales that described mountainous regions, the darkness and alienation of forests filled her bosom with an enigmatic terror and positioned her soul to mythical trepidation. The spinning flood of peace formed an expansive and brine sea of equanimity in the profoundness of her soul.
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