Magic Weight Gain Story Novels & Stories

She hoped that he could call her soon. The man moved over to the sink, and they were closing in on an hour of him being awake. She honestly couldn’t see the same man standing there. He’d put on substantial weight, which told her this had to be some powerful kind of magic he was under. What was happening to him was simply impossible in the real world. Nothing and no one put on muscle weight, or even weight in the magnitude that he was in an hour. There was defined muscle over his chest and abdomen now. His arms were thicker and she was assuming so were his legs, but she couldn’t see over the counter as she was at the kitchen table.

As for who gains weight and who loses it, the three of you can take your time and slowly figure it out! Almost instantly, Jonah, Walter, and Ingrid all showed expressions of pure terror. Then, they began eyeing each other warily. In the days that followed, the three of them kept a close eye on each other at all times. They didn't even dare sleep too soundly at night. The slightest gain or loss in weight drove them to the brink of madness. Many people said they had gone mad. They tried every possible way to get rid of the bewitched insects, but the elderly mage from back then could no longer be found.

Maggie had never been skinny, and he knew she’d been self-conscious about her body in bed sometimes, but he’d never imagined that she had any major hang-ups. “You were?” he said. “Yeah. In high school, I was well over two-hundred-and-fifty pounds. No reason, really, except that I used food as an emotional release and outlet, and it took me a long time to find healthy ways to handle stress. Now I have my sculpting, and yoga, and swimming. When I turned twenty or so, I lost the weight and I keep it off, but it takes effort. And I still don’t like my body very much.”

The bad news was, she had lost the baby. For five years, Shermaine and Ezra had longed for a child. But those hopes were dashed every single time. After every disappointment, Ezra comforted Shermaine, telling her that maybe it just wasn't in the stars and that she shouldn't worry too much about it. Shermaine could see, though, that Ezra truly wanted a child. She had tried every folk remedy and supplement. She had even, a lifelong skeptic, turned to praying. No one had expected it, but she had managed to get pregnant.

This was her favorite dessert shop, one she only allowed herself to visit once a week to avoid gaining weight. Thaddeus understood the inner turmoil she felt. "Drink it. Don't be afraid," he coaxed. "Thaddeus, do you have any idea how hard it is to lose weight? You're always causing trouble!" She gained weight from all the feeding he did to her when they were in Zenville, and she still hadn't lost it. "Don't worry. How about we gain weight together?" Jessamine's gaze swept over him, and as it paused around his torso, she wondered what he would look like if he ever gained some weight.

' Well, instead of worrying about himself, he's still putting me first. When I checked my magic energy, my magic energy amount increased to 2. "Hmm, there are two possibilities, either the amount of the increase is that much or in a percentage. If the amount of the increase is fixed, it means that it will only increase 1 by 1, but if it is a percentage, it means an increase of 100% or 2x." I thought about my position which was really gambling, between being able to develop rapidly or even very slowly.

" I really didn't feel well when I woke up this morning. I had the feeling that I was doped before bed. I can't even remember how that happened. Miguel didn't leave the house before my friends woke up, because he wanted to be there to confirm my version of us having simply left the mall and returned home. He had a natural talent for convincing humans to accept any version of a story. He said he was performing well next to the human policeman who was trying to open his eyes to the end of the world, but that it was a tiring thing, because he had to use magic to be able to sound with the necessary conviction. Only, either his magic was really as weak as the celestial dog had said, or my friends

Natalie could not help but frown. "Won't you hate it if I become chubby?" Henry looked at Natalie and shook his head solemnly. "I won't. In fact, I think you'll look cute if you become chubbier." He'd even be able to feel more secure. It would stop other men from thinking of coveting Natalie. "So, I can relax and eat all I want?" Natalie asked uncertainly. Henry's expression remained solemn. "I'll reward you 20 million for every two pounds you gain. If you gain ten pounds, you'll get 100 million and vice versa."

"What? Get rid of him?" She must have realized her voice was too loud, so she glanced around nervously before continuing in a softer tone. I didn’t catch the rest of their conversation, but I sent David a message, warning him to be careful. He didn’t reply. I returned to my hellish regimen, watching my weight drop: 150 pounds, then 120, then 110, 100, and finally down to 95 pounds. The day my training ended was about two weeks before the New Year, and every major company was holding its annual celebration.

Even though I still have the salary, but if I spend a lot every day, I will only eat boiled eggs. My appetite increased after my body felt crushed. This morning, I also finished the breakfast Eros made. I realized that if my appetite is growing. At this rate of eating would increase my weight, and getting fat would be a possibility. I will stress because I gain weight. Now I’m rolling on the bed, unable to do even light exercise. So, just roll around on the bed. Who knows if I won’t gain weight, but it feels like my body hurts so much, I even feel like my bones are severed.