98 Novel(s) Related To Weight Gain Stories

With her appetite back, the title seemed like it was already in her pocket. Soon, competition day arrived. When Selina saw me, she froze. Her eyes quickly scanned the bead on my wrist before she blurted out, "Why haven't you gained any weight?" I raised an eyebrow at her. "Can't help it. I just don't gain weight easily." Her brow furrowed as she muttered continuously under her breath. "Impossible. Are there really people who don't gain weight..." Watching her question her entire existence, I smiled faintly. Of course there were not. Fat did not disappear. It was only transferred.

She glanced at the floor as Raven stared at her, puzzled. He stepped back slightly, his eyes scanning her figure. Try as he might, Raven couldn’t see what she was discussing. To him, Gia looked even more captivating. Her cheeks were fuller, no longer hollow. Her body and chest were curvier... “You’re not fat!" Raven protested. Gia shook her head. “I’ve gained a lot of weight.” It wasn’t surprising, given how she had craved steak throughout her pregnancy. "You’re not fat—you’re sexy and luscious,” Raven said, his tone firm.

Denny’s eyes widened as he asked with a face that said like “I told you so!” “I haven’t noticed. And my weight had never increased, so it never came to my mind,” Aleah’s hands flew to cup her chin in disbelief. “It turned out you were eating for three. How could you gain weight?” Denny grinned widely, but his silent smile turned boisterously loud. “Oh my god!” Aleah covered her face, abashed.

He started serving me, I tried to stop him but he didn't listen. "from now on you will follow a strict diet suggested by the best nutritionist. You will finish everything on your plate and yes, that includes the vegetables as well. I will make sure your weight goes back up to being healthy again. And from tomorrow, Dr. Jina will come every day for your therapy. I want you to be completely healthy, mentally and physically." He said and I fisted my hands... I am healthy. My weight is fine. He might be the first man who tells his wife to gain weight... wait... wife?

To avoid gaining too much weight, Rachel took several small meals throughout the day. She couldn't wait to eat as the food was served. She complained to Cyrus, "I am eating so much everyday ever since I became pregnant. I have already gained 20 over pounds and I will only give birth during the summer. I'm afraid by the time I deliver, I would be 130 pounds!" "You look better with some meat on your bones. In fact, some of the weight you gained goes to the baby as well. You're not the only one gaining all the weight." Cyrus coaxed her, "Even if you weigh 150 pounds, you'd still be adorable."

I only listened to him ramble on and on, before I asked, "Were you the one who drugged me?" During my last checkup, the doctor explained that the reason I had gained weight in the past was due to being injected with hormones, which made it impossible for me to lose weight, no matter what I did. That was the main reason why it became significantly easier for me to slim down once I left that house.

He glanced at me with a small smile, then returned his focus to driving. My lips pursed in annoyance. “My body is still beautiful, even though I eat a lot.” “I know.” Once again, I saw the smile on his face. It wasn't the mocking smile he had given me in the past. “It is unclear to me why my appetite has increased so much now.” I can't possibly say that it's not just me who needs to eat. Since becoming pregnant, my appetite has doubled. It looks like my triplets will grow up well. “Don't be afraid of gaining weight. The most important thing is to stay healthy.” His dimples were visible when he spoke and smiled at the same time. Back in our school days. Many women admired Gabriel because he had a different charm than most other men.

I smile at her and wrap my arms around her hips before putting my face on top of her head. "I am looking at my pregnant wife who is becoming more beautiful day by day." I reply while kissing the side of her face. "I am not getting beautiful instead I getting fat." She complaints with a pout. I kiss her pout making her smile before she places her head on my chest. "You are not getting fat, Cara. Your weight gain is the sign that our little bean is growing well inside your tummy." I say while placing my palm on her small baby bump. I caress the bump feeling blessed to have the opportunity to become a father again.

“I just gave birth and am still recovering!” Summer was not sleepy after Jasper made her mad. She was among the minority group of pregnant women who did not gain weight after giving birth. Was this bastard regarding her with scorn? “You can go back and look for Victoria. Her body figure is better because she hasn’t had any children yet.”

“No, he does. He eats when he’s stressed. He eats his feelings. Then he eats because he loves food. The amount of calories going in doesn’t match the amount that he works off when he gets time to go to the gym.” “Hence the weight gain.” Nodding, I finished my cup of coffee and rinsed it out as well. “Then he gets upset that’s he’s gaining weight and he eats more. When he was little, he was a chubby kid until his height shot up between middle school and high school. He’s always struggled with it. Now though…we are all getting older.” “You’re really not old.” Rosaria took the mug from me and put it on the drying wrack. “You make it out as this horrible thing but you guys aren’t even close.”

And I had let that lie grow because I was too scared to face the truth. I pressed my hand to my stomach. My body wasn’t the same anymore. I’d gained weight during the pregnancy and still hadn’t lost it all. It didn’t matter, not really, but it helped me build a cover story. I told Henry I needed to pick up a weight-loss supplement I’d ordered from a wellness boutique on the other side of town. I wore gym leggings under my coat and carried an empty tote bag. He didn’t question it. He kissed me goodbye and told me to drive safe. That made it worse.

He joked. "Says the person that works out everyday and weigh 280 lbs " She teased poking his chest, he just laughed it off. He had begged her to go to the gym with him once and she almost fainted there, it took her days to regain her self. In his arms, she fell deep asleep. She looked peaceful like an angel that she is, Hussain used that moment to draw circles on her back. She always hated it because it makes her shiver.

And we take a seat on the same sofa. - My story begins when I was thirteen. I gained a lot of weight because my parents had just divorced and each blamed the other for the failure of their marriage. I was so fat that I had trouble moving around. Everyone made fun of me. Even my mother, it was my father who didn't throw stones at me. I decided to go and live with him. At school, it was hell, constant mockery, no one wanted to come near me for fear of suffering the same fate. I locked myself in my studies and I was the first in my class. But when it came to boyfriends, no one wanted to approach me, let alone hold my hand. When I got my diploma, I promised myself I would lose all this excess weight and show everyone who made fun of me what I had become. - I'm truly sorry for everything you had to go through. I support you. Tell me what I can do for you!

He was fucking thrilled that she’d put on a bit more weight, and it was more than just a hunch: that night, she’d told him that her one skirt was too tight to do up comfortably, and so she’d add it to the pile of clothes that she’d donate to charity. He’d gone on to high-alert at this news, since Tessa’s weight gain was still a source of stress for her sometimes. She was doing well overall, eating healthily but not obsessing over every calorie, and her weight had been creeping up maybe a pound or two a week since Christmas. She’d come to a place of serenity and acceptance about it, and in her mind, she’d set her target weight at one hundred and fifty-two pounds. She’d hit that weight the day before, and Curtis had watched her, worried that she might panic, or feel out of control. Instead, she’d stepped off the scale and joined him in the shower, and he’d taken her up against the wall, hard and deep. Twice.

She started changing her diet and can notice a difference after only a month. She lost 10lbs, which ok is not a lot, but it helped improve her thinking about her fluffy body. She's always been disappointed in her body since the twins. Before them she wore a size 9. The funny thing is, during her pregnancy she only gained 32 lbs. Right after birth she lost 20lbs. But the 5 years she stayed at home with them, she saw her putting on weight. At 225lbs she was disgusted with her weight. Make that 215lbs now.

I ordered. She nodded before climbing the stairs and disappearing out of my sight. "It appears your Lila is under a lot of stress, which is why she can't gain weight the way you want her to. But you can't make people gain weight by forcing them to eat," Rhodes said as he dropped the notes he was writing. "Yes, you absolutely can," I argued. It was basic mathematics. One plus one equals two. You eat more, you gain weight. You don't eat, you lose weight. Everyone knows that.

I stood in the grand lobby of Davian Group of Companies, holding a thermal container filled with warm ginseng soup. This company was our baby — David and I built it from scratch ten years ago. We named it Davian by combining our names. Looking at how far we had come should have made me proud, but today I just felt nervous. I had gained a lot of weight after our four children. I used to be slim and beautiful when we got married, but life changed me. I was now down from 180 pounds to 160 after joining the gym a month ago. I wanted to surprise David and show him I was trying.

he hissed at me, turning his face away dismissively. "A whale?" I repeated slowly, my hand immediately going to my stomach as if protecting it. "I thought you cared about your weight so much. Haven't you noticed you have added some weight? You should watch what you are eating, or it will be hard to lose after you give birth," he added casually. One thing that I hate more than anything is adding weight, and even if I'm pregnant, I've been watching what I eat and keeping fit. "George, are you calling me fat?" I asked, my eyes narrowing dangerously.

Even though I still have the salary, but if I spend a lot every day, I will only eat boiled eggs. My appetite increased after my body felt crushed. This morning, I also finished the breakfast Eros made. I realized that if my appetite is growing. At this rate of eating would increase my weight, and getting fat would be a possibility. I will stress because I gain weight. Now I’m rolling on the bed, unable to do even light exercise. So, just roll around on the bed. Who knows if I won’t gain weight, but it feels like my body hurts so much, I even feel like my bones are severed.

She checked the screen at once. A message from Gerald: Not coming in today. Anna exhaled sharply, rolling her eyes. “So much for sitting around hoping he'd show,” she muttered. She stretched, letting out a soft yawn. Her stomach growled, loud enough to make her cringe. Oh, great. Her appetite had always been... impressive. After giving birth to Aiden, the combination of postpartum stress and hormone fluctuations had caused her weight to spike. But lately, she’d been doing better—down six kilos, no pastries between meetings, watching portions.