Magic Weight Gain Story Novels & Stories

That kind of magic came with a price—a price that would leave Jeffrey and his family extremely miserable. Sophie, ever the eager beaver, was already bustling around, taking care of Juliet's last rites. As I rounded the corner in the hallway, I caught the tail end of Jeffrey's heated argument with his mother. "What, you're telling me you wished for riches? But you swore up and down you wanted to stay young, to live it up with that handsome young thing!" "Ah, my boy, don't be mad! The girls got through to me, made me see sense. When it comes down to it, money is the real deal for keeping a guy interested, not youth."

The light made his skin look bluish. “Thank you everyone for being here. I am sure you all have a lot of questions. Unfortunately, I am unable to tell you more. You are here for answers, answers that can only be provided by a test. I will impress upon you one thing, never confuse magic with science. Magic is a force, science is a discipline.” An older roughneck from the oil patch asked, “What if we don’t want to take your test? Who are you to tell us how to raise our children.”

She had just — finally, and for the first time — arrived. The Windsor chair stood in the corner of the living room of a house they bought together — not forty acres and a glass tower, but something smaller, with a real garden and south-facing windows. Her mother came to dinner once a month and complained about the drive and ate everything on her plate. On the mantle was a small bottle, found in the workshop when they packed his things. Ghost. She kept it for the reminder: that what looks stripped and pale and lost is sometimes just waiting. That things come back to themselves. That old and tended and cared-for is not the same as broken.

the man continues, his voice softening. "But she gained over a hundred kilograms after the birth of our third child. I’ll admit... I was very unhappy about it at first. Nothing we tried was able to make her lose the weight.” I collect the bag from the counter, half-listening to him as I withdraw my phone, ready to walk out the door. “Then I saw this clip online,” the man says, his tone turning incredibly earnest.

Anyone would get frustrated and replace their partner. The mirror mirrored her body back to her causing her to be shocked. Despite being in the coma her body looked like it did before all of this went down. She still needed to gain that 60 pounds the doctor wanted her to. She smiled to herself knowing that doc would probably have a heart attack knowing she was now a powerful dragon.

After he mulled over his thoughts, Luca asked, “Miracle Doctor Woods…no. Mr. Woods, will there be any complications if she loses that much weight in such a short time? Will it affect the young miss’s health?” “Don’t worry; there won’t be any complications. Furthermore, she won’t go back to her initial weight, and her skin will be supple and bouncy!” Fane spoke confidently. “Oh. That’s great then!” Luca heaved an internal sigh of relief. “Before, we had invited so-called professionals to help our young miss lose weight. Unfortunately, not only was it difficult for her to lose two or three kilos, but she’d even gain over 10 kilos a few days after that.”

One year later I have been living in Congo for a year now and how can I tell you that I have become fat!! I have flesh as koko Grandma would say, no longer seriously I gained weight but on the hips, thighs and chest I do not understand, koko Grandma says that a woman's body is a secret that no one does not know how to remedy it, I have big plays now to say true I am not full! It's always better than being a skeleton!

Her next goal is to reach her ideal weight, which she continues to struggle with. People don’t realise that life after an eating disorder is not that easy. Gaining weight after your body has been through that kind of trauma, especially when you’re a mutolupus, is an extremely hard thing to do. I know she spends a lot of time with Doctor Richard in hopes they can find a way to work around her mutolupus metabolism to get her weight up. I keep my fingers crossed for her every day, but either way, I’m just so happy with her progress.

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.

I had gained twenty pounds in three days. That was impossible! I smashed the scale in a rage, scattering pieces across the floor. Then, I ran to the supermarket and bought the most expensive scale they had. I opened the box right there and stepped on it. Two hundred and twenty pounds! The number had not changed! I broke down in tears as other shoppers stopped and stared. An older woman who was there shopping for groceries pulled me aside. "Young lady, the hospital has a weight management clinic now. I lost fifty pounds there. You should go take a look, too."