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"I mean, I'm sure you'd never let that happen." "Maybe not. But I gotta stay vigilant." His forehead wrinkled. "Did you know there's a thing where dads gain weight? It's like a sympathy symptom deal." "Oh, my God, I'd love to see that." I had a mental image of Noah with a baby bump, hands on his back as he moaned and groaned. "Maybe you should eat this cannoli." "You're evil." He scowled. "I'm planning to hold onto my girlish figure."

It was be a very large banquet because they've planned to invite all the neighbouring packs into the party and I could not wait. Bellezza continued to grow well and healthy, she became chubbier and gained weight in the span of one week but she also became cuter. Her clear brown eyes never ceased to mesmerize me and I knew that she would be a kingdom toppling beauty in the future, even more than I was and I was pretty much looking forward to it.

I chuckled to myself, holding my stomach. "It's those damn cookies. Freaking human genes." I laugh some more at myself. In reality, I loved that I have gained weight. I've definitely started filling at more and more this year. I'm still on 5'6, but my bust, hips, and butt have grown out more in the last few months. I mean, I went from a B cup to a D, and I'm hipper than all hell. To be quite frank, I don't think I've finished growing yet, either.

If anything, he had spoiled her into gaining some. "I got heavier." She hesitated, looked at her slim waist with no excess flesh at all, then at the ribs on her plate. After a moment of thought, she ate one piece. Another piece appeared on her plate right away. "Eli, I'm a designer. Do you think I can really afford to gain more weight? I'm almost 115 pounds." Elliott looked at her waist. It fit perfectly in his hand, just right to hold. That feeling was excellent.

"I’ll probably gain about a kilo tomorrow morning." Amanda nodded. "Well, you drank two bottles of beer, ate 20 lamb skewers, and had 10 chicken feet. Gaining a kilo is normal." Fanny: "…" "Why did you even come for barbecue then? Do you know how hard it is to lose a kilo?" Amanda laughed, feeling a little tipsy from the alcohol. "Anyway, my weight’s been stuck at 98 pounds for years. Tomorrow morning, I’ll still look amazing. I have no worries about gaining weight. Let’s go home. Sleep is what matters most."

Bella's POV I stood before the unusually large mirror, taking stock of my reflection. It's hard to believe it's only been a week since I arrived at this...let's call it a "luxurious confinement." My physical appearance has undergone a significant transformation in this short time. My fiery red hair cascades down my back, longer and more vibrant than ever. My skin radiates a warm, golden glow, and my physique has become more defined. I've gained weight, but not the kind that would make me worry about my health. My hips, curves, and bustline have become more pronounced, giving me a more voluptuous figure.

We’ll need to conserve our powers as much as possible. Although, having to stop once every half hour to pee and shove my face is getting annoying. I’ve already regained half the weight I lost; Dr. Crowen said it was my supernatural healing when I questioned why I looked almost normal again. Little Bean is now measuring in at one pound and four ounces, which seems so small compared to how much belly I have. I was visibly pregnant before, but it was if you looked at me for long enough. Now, I have a very defined baby bump, which only makes me anxious to end this.

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

I was pretty sure, but not positive, that she had a couple of affairs during that time, but after a couple of year's things got back to normal. Things were fine for the next couple of years and then two, maybe two and a half years ago, Becky changed again and this time it wasn't good at all. She stopped taking care of her self and in about nine months she went from one hundred and five pounds to one hundred and eighty-five pounds and then she made things worse buy cutting off her beautiful long hair. There is nothing that can make an over weight woman look even more over weight than short hair. In less than a year she had gone from a sexpot to a fat slob and then the inevitable happened - I

“How goes the living together thing?” “Great,” Maggie said wryly as she helped herself to a raw carrot. “Except for the small matter of my rapidly-expanding ass.” “Um.” Katie’s brow furrowed as she took in her friend’s half-frown. “Say what about your ass?” “I’m gaining weight at an exponential rate,” Maggie announced. “I have done ever since me and Joe got back together, really, but since I’ve moved in, I’ve put on six pounds.” She glared down at her thighs. “I blame the croissants.”