Novel & Cerita Extreme Weight Gain Stories

She sat in the very comfortable oversized chair and sat her bag on the floor as he sat down and placed a brochure on the desk. “My wife struggled with her weight for years. After our youngest, Pinky, it got worse and her doctor kept pushing her to go to the gym or something. Every one that she went to, she felt uncomfortable surrounded by gym rats and toothpicks. Shortly before her death, we discovered that she had thyroid cancer. I opened this gym for people who are like her.” “I completely understand how she felt.” Helen admitted.

Another delightful side effect. I have gained weight because even though I can’t taste shit, miss Bertha has been cooking up things she knows that are full of calories and I have been eating. My treatment has been put on hold because my blood results came back, that caused the treatment to be delayed until certain levels rose again.

“Mila steps on a scale and it reads ‘to be continued.’” “Mila, can you only see your feet when you’re sitting down?” All these jokes used to bother me when I was freshman, and sent me down a dark path. I became fixated on losing weight. I spent hours at the gym, cut most of my calories, and scrutinized every inch of my body. I lost some of the weight but my health was not good. I had anxiety about everything and felt more tired than before. Gabe was the one that pointed it out but I ended up lashing out at him and fainting in the gym. I woke up the next day in the hospital with the doctors telling me I was dehydrated and malnourished.

increased by 1cm." "You heard him Gideon? I grow taller!" I shouted with glee. "So it seems love. I am happy for you. What an important achievement. We will celebrate later okay?" I nodded in agreement. "But your metabolism is still the same so you're weight also increased. You did not loose weight at all for the past year. You need to loose weight-" Fudge. This it. I want to cry. Truth hurts. "Shut up. She doesn't need to loose weight. She is perfect as she is. Mention her weight one more time see what happens." The doctor became flustered as Gideon

since when was this guys his di** not challenging? I hugged Gerald's waist and inhaled his scent. Only this man, who made me cry, laugh, spoil, upset, miss, at the same time—he who can turn all my life upside down. "Are you stressed?" I know this is a stupid question. But Gerald must have had many stress, dizzy, and challenging college problems, not to mention taking care of his small family. We just fought. "Why are you getting heavier?" I'm lazy to respond. Already know pregnant women gain weight. I haven't looked in the mirror. Maybe I'm ugly now. That's why Gerald doesn't want anymore.

Nina, fearing he might take further action, quickly agreed, "Okay." Nash seemed pleased with this, "You’ve been having stomach issues lately but how come you seem to have gained weight?" Nina froze. This was not the first time Nash had brought this up. She quickly diverted the topic, "Maybe it’s because I haven’t been resting well lately, my face looks a bit swollen. Also, hormonal imbalances can lead to weight gain..." Nash furrowed his brows, "Did not you hire Serene to reduce your workload? Why is there still so much pressure?"

Now, it only looked like irritation. I swallowed. “I don’t have time, Lena. What’s the number?” He asked again, impatience creeping into his tone. My gaze dropped to the scale beneath my bare feet. The digits glowed up at me like a verdict. 304.4 lbs. My heart skipped, and tears spilled before I could stop them. I had gained again? When I was supposed to be losing? After all the skipped meals and morning walks that left my knees aching… this is what I got?

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.

Empty plates and glasses on their table, mocking them. Sin nodded. Feeling miserable because of the amount of calories she consumed in one sitting. "As soon as this is over," she pointed at the somersaulting melon in her tummy, "I am going to enroll on a strict regimental diet plan. I think I've gained another fifty pounds." She added in disgust. Her friend giggled. "My thoughts exactly. But your husband will still worship you if you weigh a ton."

I had become chubby, after gaining a significant amount of weight, and that fact clearly disgusted him. To the elite, image-obsessed Knight family, my plus-size figure was a cardinal sin. They had originally despised me from the moment Grandfather elevated me from a maid to a daughter-in-law, but my recent weight gain gave them the perfect excuse to treat me like an absolute embarrassment.