Chubby Girl Weight Gain Novels & Stories

"Ky, look at me. Have I become all chubby?" Zoe did not want to gain too much weight. "Let me see." Kyle pulled Zoe to sit beside him, pinching her face. Indeed, she had gained some weight. She already had a chubby face, and now she had even more flesh, making her look cuter. "You've gained some weight, and your cheeks are even softer," Kyle commented. Zoe looked a bit distressed. "Mom has been cooking many delicious dishes daily, and I've been eating a lot." Since moving back to the mansion, she had to eat at least four meals daily. If that continued, it would be a problem.

Something. That was when I noticed it. Daphne was getting fat. She wasn't getting fat, she was fat. Her whole body looked round and plump. Her breasts were naturally big but now they were full and heavy. In just a few hours, Daphne had managed to add what I could only guess was 5pounds. Or more. Her face was softer and full. Even her neck had gotten slack with the extra weight she was putting on. Her tummy was round and she looked like a woman that had been obese for years and was finally losing some weight.

She’s on a normal weight for a girl her age, but underweight to compete. “I’ll give you a month to get to one twenty-five,” the coach says, Bobbie nods a lot, excitedly, “If you’re not there, I can’t train you seriously.“ “I promise I’ll make it. I bulk up very easily, right, Dad?” Bobbie pushes me. I nod and give the coach a thankful smile as she writes Bobbie’s name and weight on her sheet, “Alright, go away now. I don’t want you hanging around me the whole time.”

"From today onwards, don't worry about others anymore. Take good care of the child and make yourself fatter." Pouting, Natalie retorted unwillingly, "It's not that I need to be fat to take good care of the baby. We need to do it scientifically, okay?" "At least, I've never heard that science let you lose weight during pregnancy." Natalie, "…". Uh... She really didn't know how to refute this. However, why was she a kilogram lighter? She had eaten a lot, but why didn't she gain weight at all? Thinking of this, she reached out to touch her stomach and felt that it had become bigger. Moreover, now that the bigger was growing, it was indeed time for her to gain some nutrition. But…

Have you ever wondered how you made it through highschool? I'm not trying to be a pessimist or whatever but I wonder how I actually made it through. I was the chubby girl, fat__when the girls wanted to bully me, and curvy when my friend Olivia tries to cheer me up. She’s my bestie since high school. I'm curvy or as Olivia would say 'thick' , really would be sexy, if I could only get rid of the extra arm fat, big tummy, and literally every fat on my chubby body.

"I don't have to blame my mother. I'm just happy because mom's health is getting better. I also miss the taste of mom's food." “Remember to eat a lot of food. If you can't eat it all, put it in a box and bring it to the car, if you're hungry, take it out and eat again." She hastily shook her head: "If you eat so much, you will gain weight. Every time I gain weight, exercising and losing weight is very difficult.” "Isn't a little chubby body beautiful?" “Are you kidding me? Honestly, I don't want to be fat, I just want a slim body."

Her bump was way too big for her to know what her actual size was at this moment. But what if she gained weight? What if after putting to bed, she would become double— no, triple her original size? That was a normal occurrence for most women after putting to bed. Hailey had read that up to ninety percent of women gained additional after becoming mothers. There was nothing wrong with that. But why did that idea scare her to bits? Normally, she wasn't much on the slender side. She had her fleshes all in the right place. She couldn't be termed as chubby though.

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.

“The first few months can be a little rough, I wouldn’t worry, but of course, my lady, inform me whenever you’re feeling something out of ordinary. A mother’s instincts are usually correct. May you step here?” She pointed to the weighing scale and wrote more information in the file she carried in her hand. When I eyed my weight, a slight frown pulled on my lips. The last time I checked, I was around 125, but now I’m 106 pounds. “You’re a little lighter, but that’s no issue considering you cannot eat properly. We just need to check your weight frequently in the following week to make sure you gain more healthy pounds.” She smiled encouragingly at me before mentioning for me to lie down as she

“We have lots of programs to help. When we reach the birthday party we will have you all set. We have groups for single moms you can start going to next week if you want. But all that can wait, right now let’s see how many babies we need to plan for before we stress all that okay?” I nod again. At this point I might as well be one of those things that dogs on the dashboard of the semi-truck drivers you see in movies. “Can you lift up the gown?” I do as she says at first, she pulls out a measuring tape putting it so I run downs the center of my stomach under my breast down to my pubic area. “You are measuring bigger than fourteen weeks.” “I umm I have always bee bigger than most. And I have g