Madelyn Cline Weight Gain Novels & Stories

This was the most authoritative elder in the family, but there was not a hint of disdain towards her. "Raine, you should eat more, you were too thin." "Okay." "It is not easy to get pregnant when too thin. When Agnes gave birth to Dawson, she deliberately gained more than twenty pounds." "Ah? There's still this matter?" Dawson raised his head and glanced at his mother. Lidya had a kind and gentle expression, and she was also elegant and graceful in appearance. Well, at that time, I forced myself to eat some high-oil, high-fat food, and I got fat really quickly.

The smell alone was already far more appealing than anything the previous cook had ever served. Beside her, Maddie picked up a small bowl of salad. “Watching my weight,” Maddie had declared earlier with dramatic seriousness. Maya glanced sideways at her friend’s plate as they carried their trays toward an empty table. Watching her weight? Maya resisted the urge to roll her eyes. If Maddie kept “watching her weight” like that, one strong gust of wind might eventually carry her away. The girl was already so thin it was borderline ridiculous. But then again…

I looked at the food blankly and suddenly Clyde held my hand. "Honey.. Eat.. it's good for you." Clyde said as he squeezed my hand. I nodded lightly. I began to eat the salad first and it's so good. I kept eating and eating it until I'm finish with my food. I looked the other food again and Clyde stopped me. "Honey.. you will gain weight." He said and I turned to him. I nodded lightly. "Nonsense! If she wants to eat, let her eat!" Grandma said and I turned to her smiling.

Her dark hair spilled around her shoulders and her lashes looked long enough to start a windstorm. “Yup, and you in that gold dress and red hair are a sexy, sexy Christmas tree ornament,” Clarissa replied with a grin. “What does that make me?” Madelyn asked, putting in a pair of sparkly earrings as she walked in. She wore a short white lace dress that showed off every single inch of her curves. It was a good thing the bathroom was huge. All four of them barely fit in the mirror. “A sexy cloud,” Gwen answered. Clarissa laughed.

He’d manipulated me, and I had fallen for it all, hook, line and sinker. “I hope so. I’m starving, and it has been a while since I’ve felt truly hungry,” I told her, looking forward to our baked chicken dinner. She grinned. “That is a very good sign. Pregnant ladies are supposed to gain weight, not lose it,” she lectured. “I know, I know. I will. It’s hard to eat when you have to think about what it is going to look like coming back up,” I complained. She wrinkled her nose. “Gross.”

She seemed to be more worn out than Dontay. “Is there something wrong with her?” I asked. “I can’t say for sure, but I think Claire was either putting something in her food or having something put in her food. Before everything went south, I was trying to get her to gain weight, but she wouldn’t.” Dontay replied.

Her back was rested on the headboard and her head was bent forward as she laughed in amusement. The article she just read about Madeline just made her morning. Actually, it was her doing. She had probed the media to add the part that would convince people that Madeline was a gold digger. That was the part of the article which read ‘or she just lavishes the Johan family resources.’ ‘Nice job, Claire,’ she inwardly hailed herself. She was proud of her doings and seeing how a lot of people didn’t support Madeline she was more confident that she would be able to bring her down.

"And I am done with the girl." "How is she?" "She has put on weight," Adams admitted with a shrug. "But Elizabeth, you do know that if she keeps throwing up, the weight you want, wouldn't be achieved." "You say weight I want like it's impossible, and if that rat is still—" "I didn't say she is," He cut in, voice gentle. "I'm saying what Doctor Cairn told me. There are other foods I can suggest—"

“Have you given her any medication?” Angela continues her interview. “I bit in half the medication I use.” “So approximately a quarter mil of Ativan and two mil of Zofran.” “Yes ma’am. How did you know?” “It’s the only scripts you have, I just never asked why.” Madilyn has finally drank the medication Angela gave to her. “Do you think you can stand on the scale for me?” Angela asks as she picks Madilyn up. She shakes her head all the way to the scale but manages to stand long enough for Angela to get a weight on her before bringing her back.

Melody said, a wide smile spreading on her face as if she was celebrating the achievement of something important. "So, have you guys decided on what we're going to eat?" I asked. "Unfortunately, we have not. Azra wants to eat everything edible while Madelyn is being picky about her food today, which makes me wonder if she's going on a diet." Melody said, looking sideways at the girls in question. "Are you on a diet?" Azra asked Madelyn curiously. "Well, not exactly. I just want to eat less of greasy and oily food for now." Madelyn said sheepishly, her voice lowered.