Magic Weight Gain Story Novels & Stories

“No, he does. He eats when he’s stressed. He eats his feelings. Then he eats because he loves food. The amount of calories going in doesn’t match the amount that he works off when he gets time to go to the gym.” “Hence the weight gain.” Nodding, I finished my cup of coffee and rinsed it out as well. “Then he gets upset that’s he’s gaining weight and he eats more. When he was little, he was a chubby kid until his height shot up between middle school and high school. He’s always struggled with it. Now though…we are all getting older.” “You’re really not old.” Rosaria took the mug from me and put it on the drying wrack. “You make it out as this horrible thing but you guys aren’t even close.”

Sigrid had to go for personal training sessions every day. In less than a month, she had lost three pounds. It was not a lot, yet her figure had changed significantly. In the past, when she used to dance, her body was toned. She ate a lot during her pregnancy and didn't exercise much. After gaining extra weight, although not much, she looked out of shape. Now, she was more toned. She was about to gain her ideal figure back. In the same training, George's weight was different from Sigrid's.

“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.”

Jennifer replied "Is that why you're eating like that?" Sophia asked as Jennifer nods "You know that there's other ways to gain weight instead of doing this" "I like it this way" "I do too,but you gotta be careful with this type of food. Why do you wanna gain weight?" Sophia asked "I think Malik likes thicker girls more than thin girls" Jennifer replied "What made you think that?" Sophia asked. "He loves you for you" "Yea,but when we were alone with each other or texting. He always brings up how he likes your body shape" Jennifer replied

It made her wonder if Derek once lost his way and stumbled into Madam Mahoney who helped him to shape himself the way he was now. “Oh hush, you are all skin and bones.” Madam Mahoney waved her hand as she placed a loaf of fruit bread onto Levy’s plate as she said, “ When I was your age I used to eat tons of these things and never worried about getting fat as I only need one transfiguration spell and nothing else.” Levy laughed at her remarks as she knew that no magic spell can alter someone’s physique permanently and even if it did, they had to take potions for a long time. Just like how Carla did.

I follow her to the scale where she weighs me. “One hundred and sixty-five pounds. How tall are you?” “Five foot three,” I tell her. “She nods and writes that down. I seemed to have already gained some weight. I didn’t think I would for another month or so. I mean five pounds doesn’t seem like a lot to most people but for him it’s a ton. I have always struggled with my weight. So, five pounds is easy to gain and hard to lose.

Enjoy reading. My story is one that many people will find hard to believe. I'm living it and I find it hard to believe. You see I was that guy. You know the one, the ninety-pound weakling too smart for his own good, too dumb to excel. Well, that is until the day I WOKE. Let me back up a bit. My name is Greg Masters and I can control people's minds. I know, sounds like bad science fiction or some kind of erotic story fantasy doesn't it? But it's not. See, until that fateful day I was your typical nobody.

Mia choked a bit and promptly dismissed him, "That's absurd. I haven't gained weight. Which part of my body looks heavier?" Were Timothy's eyes playing tricks on him? "You even have a double chin now," Timothy pointed out. Feeling self-conscious, Mia touched her chin and realized that it did seem a bit rounder. She immediately retorted, "It's called baby fat. Besides, it's not like you're paying for my meals." Accustomed to Mia's sharp wit, Timothy responded calmly, "Well, you've been dining at the Barrett residence for three years." "Yeah, but I didn't gain weight during those three years. The fact that I've gained weight in such a short time after moving out—what does that suggest?"

“God is watching, okay? I'm positive that he'll come to know that what he did was wrong and he'll apologize, okay? Now cheer up. We're here to have fun after a long while. It's been months since I last saw you and you look like you added weight.” “What?” “You don't know? You added.” Gasps “I added weight?” “Just a few pounds though.” “I don't want to add even a pound. Trust me. I didn't even eat a lot back there. The thing I took a lot was chocolates.” “You know that chocolates might make you add.” “I didn't even know. That's the worst part of it. I guess I have to start going to the gym from tomorrow. I really do not want to add weight at all.”

She always tells me stories about them. I could remember the story she told me when I was fifteen. It was about a young girl of my age, then, who would try to save her world. She would not have any supernatural powers. And I remembered I asked her; "so how will she survive all the problems?" "She needs friends...she need you. She need to discover her powers." Was all Mom said and I remained confused. She had once told me this same story when I was about six years of age. I always wondered why she repeated the same story.