Fattening Weight Gain Stories Novels & Stories

Before I was born, I was only forty-nine kilograms. “Auntie, I gained weight, gained seventeen kilograms! What's up, auntie?" I felt like crying, I'm only seventeen or eighteen after all. “Going to the gym with auntie!” I think again and again, only this way is the best. Must be determined within a month to lose at least ten kilograms. Since I'm going back to school next month, I don't want to see everyone with a fat body again.

Don't get me wrong; of course I want to be sexy as hell, but I also want to stay healthy. I wouldn't say that I am fat; you might label me as mid-size and I could flawlessly fit into any size 11 outfit. I have to blame my weight gain on all the junk food I consumed, and before I knew it, time was beginning to take its toll on me. Since I put on some weight, I usually wear clothes that keep me covered aside from when I'm working out at the gym. Fuck, having hot sexual intercourse with more than one person is all I can think of.

"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."

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

Miss Bandit, did you gain weight? Bang! A loud sound came from the study, and Vermont quickly added, "Did you gain weight? The gym is having a promotion right now. They're giving a buy-one-free-one package for whoever has a body fat of more than twenty-four percent. If you're a little fatter, we could've signed up for it together." The next second, Felicity's voice came fiercely from the study. "You should eat more and gain thirty pounds to sign up for it yourself!" "Sure."

I still haven't told Benson and I know I needed to do it as soon as possible. He almost found out, the last time he slept with me he commented how my body is adding weight. He said 'May, why are your breasts increasing and your stomach rounding?' I had replied that it is as a result of too much food. I told him that I had been eating more than necessary, and that's why I am increasing in weight. Although it is not totally a lie, I have been eating too much recently more than my usual appetite but I know it was as a result of the child growing in me.

Mia choked a bit and promptly dismissed him, "That's absurd. I haven't gained weight. Which part of my body looks heavier?" Were Timothy's eyes playing tricks on him? "You even have a double chin now," Timothy pointed out. Feeling self-conscious, Mia touched her chin and realized that it did seem a bit rounder. She immediately retorted, "It's called baby fat. Besides, it's not like you're paying for my meals." Accustomed to Mia's sharp wit, Timothy responded calmly, "Well, you've been dining at the Barrett residence for three years." "Yeah, but I didn't gain weight during those three years. The fact that I've gained weight in such a short time after moving out—what does that suggest?"

Unable to contain my happiness, I went in for another hug. "Mahnoor, your friend has got so huge that I think by the end of pregnancy we'll need help to shift her from one room to another." I heard Fahad bhai behind me, who was as usual teasing her. Since, she was the type of person who could eat anything but not gain weight. Even during the 8th month of pregnancy she was lean and healthy.

“My stupid mind just won’t let me believe it. And… I don’t want to get fat. I…” “Isabella.” My head jerked up at the sound of his voice. His tone was firm but not harsh, his eyes piercing but gentle. “There’s nothing wrong with gaining weight,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “It’s only unhealthy if it’s extreme. You’re stunning, Isabella, and anyone who told you otherwise is a liar.” I swallowed hard, his words hitting me like a blow.

I did a few nights ago, but I dismissed it for being bloated due to the noodles I had that night. But I was noticing it again. “You look good.” Sebastian complimented, his voice soothing. “A little weight does no harm.” His words were supposed to be assuring, but they were not so much. At least, not to me. I have tried to hard to maintain my old weight, and have started falling in love with my body. Now, I was gaining more weight. I should probably cut down the food I am eating. Yeah, that has to be it. I have been eating a lot more than before since moving to the pack house. That must have messed with my diet.