Male Weight Gain Fiction Novels & Stories

During this time, Celeste felt that she was becoming more and more lazy. Every day, she found it difficult to finish her manuscript. She became lazy like a pig. Her stomach started to become round like there was a layer of soft meat on it. So every day, Celeste would start complaining to Dean that she was gaining weight. For Celeste, who was very particular about her appearance, this fat flesh could never grow on her body. In this regard, Dean still remained silent all the time. Although he did not comment on Celeste's appearance, he would take the girl to Andreas for a checkup every time. Whenever Celeste asked why or what the checkup was, Dean would just say with various excuses.

I didn’t see Van. I ordered a hamburger and fries, too depressed to eat a salad. If I gained twenty pounds maybe all my man trouble would go away. I almost laughed aloud. They say when you lose weight you lose it in your boobs first. So that means if I gain it there first I’ll need a cane to walk. Joel ordered a French dip sandwich and a hamburger. An older man sat down next to him and began a conversation about this year’s chances for the championship. It meant Joel could ignore me without trying. Besides his whispered words and small squeeze to my hand, he hadn’t touched me.

"Why don't you? Is it because I'm fat?" When I got pregnant, I really gained weight. It's not too fat, but I've gained weight. My body is rounder than before. if my sizes used to be xs, now they are small. I used to be that sexy. That's why this idiot is so dead to me. "That's ridiculous. You're not fat Gwyn," I miss it when he calls me that. He's the only one who calls me that because he seems to be longing for Gwyn and Gwyn.

he replies. I snort at him. “Tell me about it. Been there. Done that. Avoided the repeat,” I inform him. “I remember,” he rasps. “Did that turn you on?” I ask him, biting my lower lip. “Just the thought of you committing violence makes me hard, princess. Well, just thinking about your sexy body turns on,” he purrs. I sign feeling not sexy at all. “I’m getting fat,” I grumble. “So? You’re pregnant and eating for two now. Weight gain is bound to happen,” he states.

Don't come crying to me when that happens. Before I could say anything, Furball's thoughts came flooding again. "You despicable man! The only reason my master hasn't lost any weight is because of that horrible Weight Swapping System you used on him! Every single pound he worked hard to lose ends up coming off your body instead! "Meanwhile, you spend all your time gorging on the richest and fattiest food you can find, and every single pound you gain ends up on his body. That's why he keeps putting on weight!

After having to endure his touch at every available opportunity, I heard him say something that saved me from certain rape. He was ranting to my mother about how she had better not gain any more weight because he hated heavy women. That night, I started eating everything I could hold without puking, and by the end of the month, I was fifteen pounds heavier. This continued until I gained almost fifty pounds. It was obvious my size was a complete turn-off to Jim. He stopped touching me and instead insulted me at every turn, but I didn’t

I did a few nights ago, but I dismissed it for being bloated due to the noodles I had that night. But I was noticing it again. “You look good.” Sebastian complimented, his voice soothing. “A little weight does no harm.” His words were supposed to be assuring, but they were not so much. At least, not to me. I have tried to hard to maintain my old weight, and have started falling in love with my body. Now, I was gaining more weight. I should probably cut down the food I am eating. Yeah, that has to be it. I have been eating a lot more than before since moving to the pack house. That must have messed with my diet.

Whitley would do all she could to prepare delicious and nutritious food to help her recover. In the morning, Fia lay on the bed and pinched her waist and then her face. She felt she was getting a bit plumper. “Conrad!” Conrad walked out of the bathroom. “What is it?” “I’m getting fatter!” “No, you’re perfect.” He moved closer and pinched her face. “This is best.” However, from his hands, he could tell that she did gain a bit more weight. But she still looked very skinny. Since she was so light, even if she were to gain a dozen more pounds, she still wouldn’t look fat.

It was able to divert the pain that was still lingering in the back. "It's funny after all." Angga's chin landed on Maureen's shoulder again, sending a peck to the stream of sweat that ran down the curve of her collarbone. He cupped the still-taut round object without hesitation. "Can it be shaped like this?" "Angga, ish!" Maureen's fears were instantly dispelled. She thought about what Angga had said about her body shape, which was still maintained even though she had not been exercising or dieting for the past two weeks. Angga was really trying to gain weight with a high-calorie menu.

All these are in preparation to surprise him with her change. "What?!!!! All for someone who couldn't even acknowledge her at her death, pitiful!! I knew it was bad but didn't expect it to be this bad." She quickly moved in front of a large mirror rolling her hoodie up, she could see and count her rib bones without having to feel it. {Meal plan to gain weight is available in the system shop for only 250 experience points. Points Available: 0 Does host want to take a loan?} "Why would I want to pay for a weight gain diet. Do you take me for a fool?"