Magic Weight Gain Stories Novels & Stories

It was almost like they thought we wouldn’t understand; they never bothered changing a word of the script the company had given them. After the awful TED‑talk, it was time for the weight. It was a ritual, almost like an exam of some sort. I stood on the scale, holding my breath and hoping that it would not be higher than my last weight, even though I knew I had gained some during vacation. It was healthy weight, strongly recommended by my doctor to avoid relapsing. “See, I told you to keep back on the carbs during your vacation. Now you come back and you are ten kilograms heavier?” Laura roared, standing up from her seat in one swift move that sent the chair clashing with the white wall beca

My expression remained perfectly composed. I sat across from them, crossed my legs with unhurried elegance. "The reason I gained weight was to give you the child you wanted so badly. I was pumped full of hormones, swallowed more pills than I can count." Marcus's eyes went evasive; he couldn't meet my gaze. The girl's smile only grew brighter. "Oh, sweetie, at your age, if you still can't get pregnant, it's probably because you were too wild in your younger days. All those consequences catching up to you."

I stood in the grand lobby of Davian Group of Companies, holding a thermal container filled with warm ginseng soup. This company was our baby — David and I built it from scratch ten years ago. We named it Davian by combining our names. Looking at how far we had come should have made me proud, but today I just felt nervous. I had gained a lot of weight after our four children. I used to be slim and beautiful when we got married, but life changed me. I was now down from 180 pounds to 160 after joining the gym a month ago. I wanted to surprise David and show him I was trying.

“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.”

Jayde practically ground out her last few words through clenched teeth. She glared at me viciously. "That charm I gave you was made using your birth data. Now you’ve put it on something else. It’s the same as putting your own child into someone else’s body. How could you be this stupid?" I frowned slightly. "Then why was my stomach so big before? What caused that?" Jayde shook her head. "That’s because you have strong vitality. The charm’s effect was especially powerful on you. The baby had soaked up every bit of that power, so of course, your belly grew faster. I wasn’t as fortunate, so mine barely showed."

The day before the Imperial Academy trial, my online boyfriend told me his friend had drawn me as his partner. Before I could even process what he meant, he dragged me into a group chat. "Congratulations, Liam! You drew yourself a 200-pound partner!" Right after that, someone posted a photo of me from three years ago for everyone to see. In it, I wore an XL ceremonial robe, my face so chubby my ears practically disappeared. The chat instantly exploded with laughter. "God, that's not a werewolf. That's a porcupine on two legs." "A bet's a bet, Liam. You drew her yourself!" "Who says his partner is useless? She could sit on the prey and crush it to death! Hahaha!" Before long, someone started

The day summer break started after my third year of college, Mom and Dad drove over in their SUV to pick us up. My older sister, Janet Gould, helped carry the luggage. My younger brother, Harvey Gould, clung to Mom and soaked up her attention. When I carried my duffel bag downstairs, they stared at me in shock. None of them recognized me. "Liam, is that you? How did you lose so much weight?" Mom looked me over, her expression hard to read. For a moment, I thought she was worried about me. But then she suddenly frowned. "You're not sick, are you? We don't have health insurance for you." Janet looked at me with disgust. "Did you lose all that weight just to compete with Harvey for attent

No one in her family was overweight either. She’d once smugly told Shen , “Some people are just born beautiful—it’s not my fault I’m one of them.” Now… the graceful swan had turned into a chubby little goose. Turns out, even beauty can’t outrun weight gain. Feeling defeated, she said, “Once the wedding chaos is over, I want to start working out with you.” Scott glanced at her and said coolly, “Then you’d better fix your habit of snoozing through mornings first.”

She no longer felt nauseous all the time, but there were some days when she woke up with nausea and ended up throwing up at such times. Grace threw all of her time and efforts into developing herself. The book cafe had become very famous in the area and the number of customers were increasing every single day. She had noticed that she had added some weight and didn't really like the fact and hence got membership at a gym where Janet and Sophia belonged. Miguel and Janet were finally getting married that weekend and hence, every bridesmaid was trying to watch their weight in order to fit into their dresses. Janet had been freaking out about finally marrying the love of her life. She wanted ev

I said as I started to eat unashamedly. "It's fine with me. It's better to see a woman who has plenty of food than to eat slowly." "Oh, it is not my thing." I was smiling as I talked. "Amazing, you don't worry about gaining more weight? I guess you are not body conscious like those women, huh?" I drank water and I stare at him. "Nah. No matter how much I eat, I don't gain weight. Well, I get it from my mother. We are a race of food is life but we don't get easily fat."