After Transmigrating The Fat Wife Made A Comeback Novels & Stories

Patrick spoke, feeling nostalgic. He remembered his daughter-in-law Annie giving him a simple bouquet when she arrived, but he threw it on the floor and squashed it under his feet. He was a different man back then. He felt regret deep in his heart. Felicia understood her husband and smiled as she recollected the same memory. She knew he had changed, he was a much different man than he was three months ago. He was compassionate, loving and more alive than he ever was. She loved seeing this new side of him.

I yelled, “I can take anything but not this” She put her hands on my cheek “You don’t have to be so dramatic about it, it’s just a makeover. But first we’ll have to go shopping for you, you know get a whole new look. If only fat girls used to notice you before, then trust me, all the hot girls will want you after this” I shrugged her hands off “No, thank you. I’m very comfortable being with my fat ladies” “Well, since you won’t play nice” she brought out her phone and dialed a number

Fatty Wang's wife, who had been waiting in the yard, could not believe her eyes when she saw Fatty Wang walk out with Qin Haodong in a normal manner and that there was no trace of madness on his face. "Li... little brother, is my husband cured now?" she asked Qin Haodong hesitantly. Qin Haodong did not answer her but turned to Fatty Wang, "Why don't you say something to your wife?" Fatty Wang took two steps forward, looked at the bruise on his wife's face, and said in a guilty tone, "I'm so sorry, dear." "Oh, you're fine now! I'm so happy!" Sure that Fatty Wang's mental condition had returned normal, the woman threw herself into Fatty Wang's arms and cried out loud for she had been under too

Maddie frowned, pouting at their assumptions. “So what is the reason then?” Deagan leaned forward, curious to hear her explanation. “About a year ago his wife came to a women’s day show where I spoke about women prioritising themselves to be the best for their loved ones and she was pretty inspired. According to him, after that she started working out and taking care of herself again, apparently, she’d let herself go since having kids and I inspired her to make a change in her life. He was grateful for that and sought me out, he said their marriage was on the rocks and that was the turning point for them.” Everyone shared a look, impressed by what she shared.

the old grandfather said. "Take good care of your wife, grandpa," the fat god said and turned to the woman and added. "My lady Sophia, if you want someone to talk to you can reach me through this device. Take care," the fat man said as he gave a circular gadget to the woman. "Thank you Zenking god. Farewell," the woman accepted the device from the fat god. "What a delicious looking woman. She must be super ripe and would taste very juicy as I'd suck and lick her little pussy.

Janice made my life a living hell and became the sole reason I started working out religiously after graduating middle school. Thanks to her, I have a freaking eight-pack now, while little Janice doesn’t look even half as fit as me. As I watch her from across the hall, I can see that she is not the same person she used to be. Janice’s once-pretty face is now covered in pimples that she has tried to hide with makeup, and her breasts are...pretty fucking perfect, but never mind that. My enemy, who called me fat, is no longer fit, and I can’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction as I watch her struggle to sit down in one of the chairs.

Fedora delivered exactly what they needed, no questions asked. *** Fedora had become an expert at transformation. One day, she was the elegant trophy wife, attending galas in New York, draped in couture and exchanging polite conversations with business elites. The next, she was the quiet, supportive spouse of a tech mogul in Silicon Valley, blending effortlessly into the minimalist world of innovation and intellect.

His expression was dead serious. I scoffed. “You must think I’m young and gullible enough to fall for that line. Even when I was slender, no one ever said anything like that to me.” “When you were slender… it’s still you. You never changed.” “I did change!” I snapped, eyes filling with tears. “I wasn’t always this fat! I was at least somewhat attractive when I was slender… until my hormones messed me up and turned me into a woman I don’t even recognize anymore. I had to change my clothes, adjust my entire lifestyle, and I lost the most important thing in my life. Because of that, Mitch… my husband…”

“I'm done donating my blood for your little mistress.” He scoffed, “Mistress? She's a surrogate in case you forgot. And hell yes you're done, for now, but if she happens to have issues again. You're going to donate your blood again and again until she gives birth. At least that's the only way you can help.” I felt insulted by those last words. “I can't give you a child, fine. I get it. Stop trying to make it look like I've committed a big crime. When indeed you're the one committing adultery.”

She puffed up her chest proudly, her voice full of confidence. Alia nodded slightly, her face maintaining a calm expression while her heart stirred with complex emotions. Lianna’s bright, untroubled smile reminded her of stories Elise once shared about their past. After their mother passed away from illness, Livia had taken on the role of caregiver for her younger siblings, transforming overnight from a lively young girl to the backbone of the family. Meanwhile, their father, far from being consumed by grief, quickly remarried a woman from a prominent family in the capital—a union that brought political advantages but also created an irreparable rift between him and his children.