Magic Weight Gain Novels & Stories

I expect you to gain some weight in these next few months. "You expect me to?" I echo, gaping at him. "I don't think you're in a position to be telling me what to do." Morris scoffs at my tone, "This is an order but coming from a place of concern. You're perilously underweight, Aisha, for a wolf shifter. If you don't gain some weight, you're going to start facing issues when you shift. You have a class with me, three times a week, in the morning. If you don't have breakfast on hand when you show up, I'm going to start handing it to you in front of everyone."

I was back at the agency part-time, Thomas was managing the growing business, and Maya was thriving with her new routine. "She's gained two pounds," Dr. James announced during Maya's follow-up appointment. "That's good?" "That's excellent. CF patients often struggle with weight gain, especially after respiratory infections. Maya's doing beautifully." "She's been eating everything in sight," Thomas said. "And walking everywhere," I added. "She refuses to be carried anymore." "Walk!" Maya said from her perch on the examination table. "Walk fast!" "I bet you walk fast," Dr. James said. "Are you ready to show me how you walk?"

As usual! "Challenging to lose weight? No way! I'm not going to give up my favorite sweets just because of him." "You know my dear sister, you're a lady. Don't you think, this is the right time for you to reduce. It's like you're gaining weight every day. Your body is now like four people in one body. What is the use of a whole-body mirror in your room if you can't see how big your body's? You look like a walking closet. Maybe in the next few days, our maid will be confused and she will think you are a closet."

Cold sweat soaked my spine. "Caution. Core temperature increase detected. Cause assessment—thermogenesis induced by unauthorized caloric intake." Another surge of electricity hit me. I spasmed and curled in on myself. Why did the red light go off even when I was trying so hard? I stared at the swollen back of my hand in despair. When I pressed it, a deep dent stayed, refusing to spring back. Mom was right. I was a monster, one who gained weight even from drinking water alone. No matter how hard I tried, it never came off.

Having sex in a dirty and lascivious way was wonderful, but all the physical effort was always something that made me twist my nose discreetly. To tell you the truth, I was always very lazy, sedentary and lucky to have a genetics that allowed me to eat cheeseburger on weekends and still maintain my normal physique — at least even before I was eighteen. For when they were twenty-six, they brought their thicker thighs, heavier breasts, and strong arms. When I was younger, my mother said that I had too many worms, and that they prevented me from getting fat. When the years began to pass and the stretch marks and cellulite were coming, although the weight remained stabilized, we understood that

I don't know how he will react, if he will be angry, or if he will be fine. I sighed and stood up. I don't want to stay here any longer because I might see someone else pass by here. I walked quite a bit. My body has also gained weight because I have been eating a lot and I haven't been able to exercise properly so I have gained a bit of weight. But I know that pregnant women gain weight. Others don't, but most a woman will gain weight during pregnancy.

“You deserve that kind of love, Madison.” She had an uneasy look on her face, like she didn’t believe what I was saying. “I mean it,” I said, lifting her chin. My stomach decided then to growl like a lion. “Holy moly, Paul!” Madison uttered. “A wee bit hungry?” “Yes,” I replied. “I have a very high metabolic rate.” “Can you give me some of yours?” Madison exclaimed. “I look at food and gain weight.” “Pish-posh,” I scoffed. “You are gorgeous, and your body is kicking, Madison.”

The initial two were standing a distance from the latter, since he had already said to leave it to him. However, that was for dealing with Gary. With Gus present, the situation had changed drastically. “Oho! This looks like an amazing find! The craftsmanship… the Magic Energy… this is… I’ve never seen anything like it before!” As Gus gleamed in delight, his overweight body danced in joy. He was thick from head to toe, so other than his flabby cheeks and slightly malleable neck, the rest of his body was dense. As a result, even though he jumped in excitement, his body didn’t jiggle all over the place.

“That wasn’t… vitamins, was it?” I glanced at the case. “…It’s an appetite suppressant.” His eyes held mine longer than I could stand. He didn’t say anything—just… looked at me, like he was trying to read something between the words I hadn’t said yet. “Why?” That one word hit harder than it should have. Why? Why?! Is that even a question? Isn't it obvious? I gave a shaky laugh. “Because… without it I might eat more and gain more. I gain weight in a flash, but losing it feels like a thousand years—an impossible journey—so I take pills like this to help me with food intake.”

“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.”