Fit To Fat Weight Gain Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

I know you all must be thinking, why all of a sudden I am fussing about my weight? Well, when model looking woman parades around your husband, who by the way doesn't remember that he is married, and tries seducing him, your fussing is not sudden, it is only a matter of time before you realize that you are getting fat, especially when the dress you bought a week ago, doesn't fit you. I am sure all women can understand my sudden fuss, and if you don't, then you are naturally blessed with a fit body. Saddened by my obesity, I groaned, and falling on my bed, I started punching it. Feeling like screaming into the pillow.

After having to endure his touch at every available opportunity, I heard him say something that saved me from certain rape. He was ranting to my mother about how she had better not gain any more weight because he hated heavy women. That night, I started eating everything I could hold without puking, and by the end of the month, I was fifteen pounds heavier. This continued until I gained almost fifty pounds. It was obvious my size was a complete turn-off to Jim. He stopped touching me and instead insulted me at every turn, but I didn’t

Even though I still have the salary, but if I spend a lot every day, I will only eat boiled eggs. My appetite increased after my body felt crushed. This morning, I also finished the breakfast Eros made. I realized that if my appetite is growing. At this rate of eating would increase my weight, and getting fat would be a possibility. I will stress because I gain weight. Now I’m rolling on the bed, unable to do even light exercise. So, just roll around on the bed. Who knows if I won’t gain weight, but it feels like my body hurts so much, I even feel like my bones are severed.

Sadly, I discovered that I had gained another four pounds instead of losing weight. My once slender body now felt more curvaceous. Yesterday, when I met Wendy, she said I looked radiant and glowing. Wendy's sincere compliment made me waver in my resolve to diet again. "Is Ms. Middleton worried about troubling me or Mr. Walker?" "Neither!" I couldn't explain to Marianne, so I lied, "I've gained weight recently, and my clothes don't fit well anymore. If I keep eating like this, I'm afraid I'll turn into a roly-poly."

“Or do you just not care because you’ve never had to control yourself?” “I’ll clean it,” I say quickly. “I’ll make more.” He laughs. Short. Ugly. “Make more?” His eyes drag over me, slow and deliberate. “You’ve already had plenty, haven’t you?” My face burns. I stare at the floor. At the sauce spreading between the cracks. “You know what people see when they look at you?” he continues. “They see a fat girl who doesn’t know when to stop. Eating. Standing. Existing. Just too much.”

In an instant, she cried hysterically and kept shaking her head. "I can't be fat, I can't... I can't eat now! Don't force me anymore! I will have to buy new clothes and shoes, and my work will be affected. What should I do?" "Do you know that I have gained almost 20 pounds in half a month? I have never gained so much weight before. I started to become like this when I was with you for a few days. I have tried my best to lose weight for a week now and I only have lost a few pounds. Don't force me to eat or my previous efforts would be all wasted. I can't gain any more weight now! Or I will be doomed!"

"Dakota, we believe in you! But losing weight is really tough. It's no big deal if you're just a little chubby! After all, you're already engaged to Jonah. We'll make sure he marries you no matter what!" In my past life, I had fallen for every word of that nonsense. They did everything they could to deter me from losing weight, tempting me every way they could. In the end, I grew so obese that I couldn't even walk or get out of bed, and I finally gave up all hope. I could only watch helplessly as more and more fat piled onto my body. Even when I fasted and refused to eat or drink, the fat would still appear out of nowhere. That feeling of utter helplessness was both despairing and exhausting

I had gained a bit of weight during the past few weeks and though not by much but it was still recognisable. It shouldn't have surprised me considering the amount of calories I have been consuming lately but I genuinely was surprised. I mean, I have been trying to gain some weight for as long as I could remember but that just never happened no matter how much I ate. But all of the sudden I had this slight thickness I had always wanted. It didn't make sense but I was genuinely happy about that. I always hated how tiny I was anyway or that flat stomach that looked like I was starved or something ,I hated it which most people would probably find it weird or strange because if we were being hone

I offered and he refused straight up “I’m not interested in sharing clothes with you in the end “Fair enough” I replied “Want more snacks?” he asked and I couldn’t help but glance at his table top that had lots of empty packs of snacks on it “If you continue like this, you’re gonna be obese” I responded “That’s not possible, having sex with you helps me loose weight” I dropped my phone with my mouth agape, I was about 79kg, what was his point? I rolled over him, held him in place and started biting him making him laugh uncontrollably, he tried to shift me away, but I was like glue.

She pulled her foot back in disgust, adding, "I barely touched you, and you're screaming like that. Fat people are so dramatic. Look at all this fat—you've even got stretch marks now." She jabbed at my swollen thighs, laughing so hard her body shook. "Hey, do you know what Mom just said in the car?" She leaned close to my ear. "She said if your body fat doesn't go down soon, she's sending you to a weight-loss boot camp. I heard they give you only an apple a day and make you run 12 miles. "I think it'd suit you perfectly. You've got enough fat on you to last six months." Notoriously, that place was no different than a torture camp. The fear made my heart race. The monitor started beeping agai