Bbw Weight Gain Novels & Stories

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 h

Hence, she forced a smile and pretended to greet Baby Zetty with ease. “Hi, my baby. How are you doing?” Baby Zetty looked a little depressed. “Mommy, I’m gaining weight again.” Angeline sat down with Baby Zetty and placed her daughter’s head in her embrace. She whispered to her, “Don’t worry about it. You’ll lose your baby fat soon.” Baby Zetty looked at Angeline and asked innocently, “Mommy, will I continue gaining weight like this? I don’t feel very good nowadays. Will I turn into a big monster?”

He should've twisted the words so she won't feel conscious of her body now. Doesn't he like that she stopped going to gym and gained some weight like any other woman out there? The thought really made her anxious of what is about to come, she don't know why she decided to gain weight too but she just felt like being a woman. Jiddah was extremely surprised when she said she was going to quit going to gym for the time being and maybe go there in future but not then, she wants to gain a little weight and get curves at the right places and granted, the curves are there. Her breasts from 30D are now 30DD and same goes to her behind from 26° to 43° which is great improvement on her side. But she c

It was able to divert the pain that was still lingering in the back. "It's funny after all." Angga's chin landed on Maureen's shoulder again, sending a peck to the stream of sweat that ran down the curve of her collarbone. He cupped the still-taut round object without hesitation. "Can it be shaped like this?" "Angga, ish!" Maureen's fears were instantly dispelled. She thought about what Angga had said about her body shape, which was still maintained even though she had not been exercising or dieting for the past two weeks. Angga was really trying to gain weight with a high-calorie menu.

It was able to divert the pain that was still lingering in the back. "It's funny after all." Angga's chin landed on Maureen's shoulder again, sending a peck to the stream of sweat that ran down the curve of her collarbone. He cupped the still-taut round object without hesitation. "Can it be shaped like this?" "Angga, ish!" Maureen's fears were instantly dispelled. She thought about what Angga had said about her body shape, which was still maintained even though she had not been exercising or dieting for the past two weeks. Angga was really trying her to gain weight with a high-calorie menu.

Angela then chimed in, leaning forward with curiosity: "So Addie, I have to ask—you were so upset about hearing Beverly was shot. Then I had to leave managing the office to you, in Paris. I know it was upsetting for all of us. But girl, you looked so stressed when I left. But you look much better now. How have you stayed fit after everything? You barely wanted to eat when you heard Beverly was in the hospital in a coma." With a thoughtful expression, Addie replied, "Honestly, I'm still navigating through a whirlwind of emotions. Girl, to stay focused, I started working out. We have to deal sometimes with some nutcases and we need to be physically prepared for that. But I'm still struggling t

He’d manipulated me, and I had fallen for it all, hook, line and sinker. “I hope so. I’m starving, and it has been a while since I’ve felt truly hungry,” I told her, looking forward to our baked chicken dinner. She grinned. “That is a very good sign. Pregnant ladies are supposed to gain weight, not lose it,” she lectured. “I know, I know. I will. It’s hard to eat when you have to think about what it is going to look like coming back up,” I complained. She wrinkled her nose. “Gross.”