Kyle Rittenhouse Weight Gain Novels & Stories

she added with a cheerful voice. Terban gaped in shock. He glared at the dumb Ryan and Vincent who were grinning in secret. ********** *************** Just like before, Kyle and Ryan decided to go to school together. “Ryan, hop in!” he offered, positioning his bicycle. “Hey Kyle~ I clearly remembered when you said that I am heavy,” Ryan teased. “I was only joking before,” he defended. “Tss. Jokes are half lies and half-truths. I’m okay though. I prepare to walk.” She leaned closer to him and whispered, “I gained weight, that’s why. My old pants don’t fit anymore.”

I retorted, flashing a confident grin. Kyle's mouth twisted in anger. "This is no place for kids." "Neither it's a place for blabbering old men who only know how to shit talk and got no fight." I bit back. As Kyle approached me in the ring, the sound of his footsteps reverberated through the space, his fists balled up in a tense grip. "You're gonna regret saying that, kid." He growled. "What you're gonna regret is calling me 'kid.'" I countered, pounding both of my gloved fists together. Kyle stood a few inches taller than my 6'5 form. Rumors circulated that he had held the title of heavyweight champion in MMA until his dismissal due to his substance abuse.

I tilt my head to get a view of Kinsley reflection. She nods but does not say anything. I guess she’s still mad at me. “So, where are we going? Gunner, looks like you got taller and leaner. Look at those guns. Have you been working out more?” Since she is sitting directly behind the driver’s seat, Reagan reaches for Gunner’s shoulders and squeeze it lightly. “Oh, yeah. You know, just the regular lifting weights and running. I cut down on sweets, too, since you weren’t around anymore.” Shithead dives into my sister’s trap and even gives her a wink.

Kyle's piercing sapphire eyes listened intently, his chiseled features set in a thoughtful expression. As Abigail finished speaking, Kyle's eyes clouded with thought, his mind racing with the implications. He stood tall, his 6ft3 frame towering over Abigail, but his eyes never left the floor, lost in contemplation. The silence stretched out, filled only by the sound of Kyle's gentle breathing.

MELISSA "Fuck it!" I heard Wright shout from the bedroom. Reid and I looked at each other. Our son lost his focus on his assignment. "Stay here. Do your assignment." I ordered him before I stood up and quickly went inside the room. I saw Wright standing on a weighing scale. He was wearing only sweat pants and no shirts. I closed the door and approached him. "What are you doing?" I hugged him around his waist. "I gained weight." Disgusted he says. He left the weighing scale and addressed me. "And I think of someone to blame."

That made him curious about the man. "Isn't it your turn to give us your story?" he asked the younger man. Fiona looked to Kyle with a cheeky grin. Kyle felt himself put on the spot so he nodded with a little smile and cleared his throat. "Ok, here goes. "I'm 25, 5' 10", 175 pounds. I'm single but I was engaged not too long ago. It didn't work out." Fiona snorted explosively then covered her mouth with her napkin as an embarrassed blush filled her cheeks.

He was fucking thrilled that she’d put on a bit more weight, and it was more than just a hunch: that night, she’d told him that her one skirt was too tight to do up comfortably, and so she’d add it to the pile of clothes that she’d donate to charity. He’d gone on to high-alert at this news, since Tessa’s weight gain was still a source of stress for her sometimes. She was doing well overall, eating healthily but not obsessing over every calorie, and her weight had been creeping up maybe a pound or two a week since Christmas. She’d come to a place of serenity and acceptance about it, and in her mind, she’d set her target weight at one hundred and fifty-two pounds. She’d hit that weight the day

“How goes the living together thing?” “Great,” Maggie said wryly as she helped herself to a raw carrot. “Except for the small matter of my rapidly-expanding ass.” “Um.” Katie’s brow furrowed as she took in her friend’s half-frown. “Say what about your ass?” “I’m gaining weight at an exponential rate,” Maggie announced. “I have done ever since me and Joe got back together, really, but since I’ve moved in, I’ve put on six pounds.” She glared down at her thighs. “I blame the croissants.”

"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.

Sheri raised her eyebrow, looking delightfully surprised, but the shine in her eyes quickly faded when she looked up. Kyle was walking over to us. Enzo had not taken him along on the hunt because of his injury. Kyle was wearing a white shirt with flowers printed on it as usual, with the top two buttons undone, casually revealing his prominent collarbone. His beautiful blonde hair was down, hanging over his shoulders and swaying with the wind. To be honest, if one ignored his 6 feet tall height, I think he was beautiful enough that many could forget his gender. He still looked a little weak, his steps slower and smaller than usual.