Girlfriend Weight Gain Stories Novels & Stories

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.

“Including losing weight again to escape the feelings?” “Yes.” She bit her lip. “That’s one of the things that I talk about with Rianna. How to gain weight slowly and with healthy food, and not panic and stop eating as the numbers get higher and higher on the scale. How to handle all the feelings and memories that come up as they do. For me, gaining weight is – complicated. It’s way more than just going to McDonald’s every day and stuffing my face with abandon. Lots goes on in my head every time I step on the scale, and see the numbers going up, and none of it is good.”

I recall her complaining to me after her primary care physician informed her that her kilo had increased by one kilo and 200 grams. I give her a friendly smile. "Sure, don't blame me in the future; blame your stubbornness, my dear." "Look at that delicious-looking dish!" Surely, the carbs and natural oil that I can see on food will aid in her weight gain. To the people who surround us, she waves like a fool, as if she is one of the Miss Universe candidates. Her greetings appear to be those of a Miss Universe winner, which is far too good to be true. But she's my wife, and I'll be there for her even if she's crazy.

"Go on a diet. If you're not down to a hundred pounds by the wedding, I'll just find a new bride." I wasn't even obese at 120 pounds—just built a little broader—but wanting to look perfect, I threw myself into losing weight with a vengeance. I lived on salad, punished myself at the gym twice a day, and followed every brutal fitness trend. But no matter what I did, the scale didn't budge down—it shot up. I ballooned to 165 pounds. Meanwhile, my best friend Lauren, who ate pizza, burgers, and cheesy fries every day, slimmed down effortlessly. She dropped from 130 pounds to a toned hundred in less than a month.

With makeup, her small eyes actually gave her that soft, delicate kind of pretty. I pretended not to notice the smug look on her face and sighed in frustration. “I don’t even know what’s going on. I barely eat anything every day, and my trainer works out with me. Why haven’t I lost any weight at all?” Seeing how defeated I looked, Chloe couldn’t hide her smile anymore. “Maybe it’s just fate. I’m one of those lucky people. No matter how much fried chicken or burgers I eat, I still lose weight.”

I was 45 kg before and now it is 55, I was completely shocked to see that I have gained almost 10 kgs in a few months. “So, What’s the problem? The doctor lady asked me, as I sat in front of her feeling nervous. “I am feeling dizzy, and I couldn’t eat anything properly. If I eat something I would just throw it out. I don’t know what’s wrong, even my stomach feels like it's bloating.” I told her everything in one breath and then sighed in relief. She noted down everything and then asked me to lie down so she could check me, “So when was your last period?” She asked while inspecting my body.

Her belly was so big in the gown that she feared she was going to be the center of attention or center of most conversation at the party. She had begun to feel so self conscious of herself and her weight lately. It was a fuss she couldn't get out of her head. Was she beautiful enough? Was she fatter? Has she gained weight? Do people find her attractive? At the end of the day she always ends up blaming Liam for it. He had to take the fall for not using protection when they had sex.

One year later I have been living in Congo for a year now and how can I tell you that I have become fat!! I have flesh as koko Grandma would say, no longer seriously I gained weight but on the hips, thighs and chest I do not understand, koko Grandma says that a woman's body is a secret that no one does not know how to remedy it, I have big plays now to say true I am not full! It's always better than being a skeleton!

“No thanks, I’m stuffed. I can’t take any more food. I’ll gain weight if I keep eating like this.” She couldn’t continue indulging like this. It wasn’t easy for her to gain popularity. What if she got fat and her fans stopped liking her? She certainly didn’t want the headlines to read: “Female celebrity, Mimi Norton, lets herself go. Gains weight and looks out of shape like a matronly figure.” Or anything like that. Zeke frowned. “You’ve only had a little bit to eat, and you’re already full? Don’t worry, fish meat isn’t fattening.”

I find myself walking more just so I don’t gain weight. I sit down with a plate of food and start digging into the sandwich one of the omegas made me. Irina came in with Jaul, and they are holding hands. I feel a pang in my heart for Gerard. I miss him. “Hey, sis,” Jaul said. “Hey, you two!” “Hungry again?” Irina asked. “Starved. You?” “Yes. I’m hungry all the time now. More so than usual,” Irina replied. My brain stopped. We are both hungrier than usual? Oh. My. Goddess. I’ve been drowning in my sorrow and didn’t realize anything was going on with my body. The weight gain, I’m trying to keep off, the constant hunger, my overly emotional state…