fat body

Madame Antoine seated her fat body, broad and squat, upon a bench beside the door.

I knew I had hit him somewhere—as I heard the 'thud' of the bullet on his fat body—but it was plain I had not crippled him.

Torkleson paced the stage, his fat body shaking with agitation, pointing a chubby finger again and again at Walter Towne.

In horror of a possible change in his person, the child began to feel of his plump face and pinch his fat body.

The fur on her fat body was matted and wet, and even her feelers were damp and stuck to her head.