Novel & Cerita Male Weight Gain Stories

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!

I don't know how he will react, if he will be angry, or if he will be fine. I sighed and stood up. I don't want to stay here any longer because I might see someone else pass by here. I walked quite a bit. My body has also gained weight because I have been eating a lot and I haven't been able to exercise properly so I have gained a bit of weight. But I know that pregnant women gain weight. Others don't, but most a woman will gain weight during pregnancy.

I only listened to him ramble on and on, before I asked, "Were you the one who drugged me?" During my last checkup, the doctor explained that the reason I had gained weight in the past was due to being injected with hormones, which made it impossible for me to lose weight, no matter what I did. That was the main reason why it became significantly easier for me to slim down once I left that house.

He knew exactly what had happened in the hallway, and he knew exactly what his father had whispered in my ear. "Thank you for a lovely meal, Mrs. Gable," Arthur said as the housekeeper placed a steaming plate of filet mignon in front of him. He finally looked up, his icy gaze sweeping over me. "Eat, Roxy. You’re far too thin, and I won’t have my wife’s daughter looking frail in my house." I almost choked on my own spit. *Too thin?* I was literally spilling out of my dress, my heavy breasts resting against the edge of the table, my thick thighs pressing together under the wood.

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.

"But I want to talk about your weight and the shortness of breath you've been experiencing." I felt my body tense up. "Is something wrong, Doctor?" Dr. Evans sighed. "Your weight gain is a little faster than expected. Two kilograms in a short time is quite significant. And the shortness of breath you're experiencing could be a sign that your body is having difficulty adjusting to these changes." I felt tears welling up in my eyes. "So I am too fat? Am I endangering my baby?"

Mary protested, but I ignored her. "You are eating anyway. Dr. Whitford said you need to gain weight before the assault. You cannot fight effectively when you are malnourished." "I am not malnourished. I am just not as heavy as I used to be." "Mary, you have lost twenty pounds. I can count your ribs. That is not healthy." She looked away, and I knew I had hit a nerve. The physical changes from Montana bothered her even if she tried to pretend they did not.

“Your weight is lower than last week. I thought you were steadily gaining weight.” The doctor brought up Mitch’s weight as soon as she saw him. Then she quickly flipped through the results of the various tests he’d undergone and read them. He could vaguely sense her holding back a sigh. He unconsciously shrank back. Mitch sat stiffly, waiting for the doctor’s next words. “You really need to gain weight at this point…. It’s not easy, is it?” “…….” He had nothing to say. He hadn’t been sleeping or eating properly for the past few days, and his weight had dropped like a rock. He had his reasons for the stress, but they were just excuses. Managing his health was entirely his responsibility.

Mom expressed her enthusiasm. Uncle Alanson looked at my mother. "That's right. What's important is that she's healthy and strong." Then he turned to talk to me again. "It may be in your genes, hija, that you are not gaining weight, or who knows someday when you get married, your body will also be able to get chubbier." Yeah. I agree. That's what most people are saying to me, maybe after I turn eighteen, I might gain weight or something else, maybe when I get married.

Beth, my wife, was concerned about how much weight I had gained and how I kept failing with all of my weight loss attempts. Beth said, "John, I recently shared with Sally and Janet how concerned I was with your dangerous weight level." I jumped in, "Beth! I don't want you sharing how fat I am with your friends, especially Sally and Janet. And.." Beth cut me off with, "John, trust me, you should let me finish my story." With Beth's sexy smile while she talked with me, I knew to keep my mouth shut. Beth continued, "Good! Sally and Janet offered to give you the greatest incentive for you to lose weight - you will get to have wild passionate sex with them for a full weekend."