Novel & Cerita Male Weight Gain Stories

Aaron said as he crossed his arms. "That's not love if you don't care about her health.A man should want his girl to be healthy" "Who says having extra meat isn't healthy? I know plenty of plus size women that's healthier than a broccoli" "I'm just gonna pretend that I didn't hear you say that" "Anyways,by how some fit people carry themselves isn't healthy either" "Yea,I know that" "To be honest,I have a wife that weighs two hundred and ten pounds.And I'm loving it"

“Children don’t have to be worried about gaining weight. They’re physically active, which burns a lot of calories.” Jane added, “There was a period when Laurence gained weight but lost it soon after. “Since Sonny is also practicing martial arts, he won’t gain too much weight if he doesn’t overeat. “Lilian’s also right, Serenity. My brother and sister-in-law are nosy people. Even if I don’t tell them, they’ll go over themselves. You don’t have to feel like you owe me a favor.”

“Some people can eat whatever they want and look great. Others can’t.” “And you think I’m one of those people?” I asked incredulously. I was aware of the thickness of my thighs, of the way my stomach protruded slightly over my jeans. I’d gained weight since I’d lived with Lucian, and that was mainly out of depression. I used to be a lot more active. Now I wasn’t active at all. “Yes.” His eyes were locked on mine as he placed a piece of salmon in his mouth. “Have you not noticed my curves? The way my thighs stretch my jeans?”

"From today onwards, don't worry about others anymore. Take good care of the child and make yourself fatter." Pouting, Natalie retorted unwillingly, "It's not that I need to be fat to take good care of the baby. We need to do it scientifically, okay?" "At least, I've never heard that science let you lose weight during pregnancy." Natalie, "…". Uh... She really didn't know how to refute this. However, why was she a kilogram lighter? She had eaten a lot, but why didn't she gain weight at all? Thinking of this, she reached out to touch her stomach and felt that it had become bigger. Moreover, now that the bigger was growing, it was indeed time for her to gain some nutrition. But…

I stepped on it. The number on the scale stopped at a figure that made me freeze. I had gained seven kilograms. Even though for the past two months I had been dieting desperately, my weight had gone up. I got off the scale and stood in front of the cracked mirror on the wall. My stomach was rounded. I was used to my fat stomach, soft, sagging, disproportionate. But now? My stomach looked different. Rounder and firmer. I touched it. Hard. I frowned. I pressed a little. Still hard. I pressed again. Same.

Don't get me wrong; of course I want to be sexy as hell, but I also want to stay healthy. I wouldn't say that I am fat; you might label me as mid-size and I could flawlessly fit into any size 11 outfit. I have to blame my weight gain on all the junk food I consumed, and before I knew it, time was beginning to take its toll on me. Since I put on some weight, I usually wear clothes that keep me covered aside from when I'm working out at the gym. Fuck, having hot sexual intercourse with more than one person is all I can think of.

Now, it only looked like irritation. I swallowed. “I don’t have time, Lena. What’s the number?” He asked again, impatience creeping into his tone. My gaze dropped to the scale beneath my bare feet. The digits glowed up at me like a verdict. 304.4 lbs. My heart skipped, and tears spilled before I could stop them. I had gained again? When I was supposed to be losing? After all the skipped meals and morning walks that left my knees aching… this is what I got?

I can not eat them both. “You didn’t eat breakfast, or lunch. We’re gonna miss dinner. What’s holding you back?” “I don’t want to gain anymore weight” I keep my voice quiet. “Baby you’ve lost like twenty pounds in the past two months. You are getting to an unhealthy weight” “You don’t like my body?” My eyes start to sting, because I hate my body. But I don't want him to hate it, too. “I love your body. And I’ll love your body if you gain 50 pounds. Or more. I don’t love how you’re treating yourself. I don’t want to see you suffer like this”

It was as if they were grieving for their own husbands. Amidst the sighing, the ladies knew better not to rub it in for Hilda, so they merely afforded some consolation. "Some would say that gaining weight is a sign of a good life." "He actually looks healthier this way." "It must have been tough keeping that physique, being unable to choose what he liked to eat. Well, now he can." Among the voices of concern, there was bound to be that sarcastic one, this time in the form of Victoria. Her voice, almost on par with the sound of nails on a chalkboard, pierced through the chatter.

Liam said, and poor Chadwick obliged. The hotel supervisor wrapped the melon around Chadwick's belly and the cantaloupes over his chest. When Chadwick was fully strapped, Liam said, "What you have on you is a pregnant woman's weight. An average pregnant woman gains twenty-five to thirty-five pounds. You have only twenty pounds of added weight." "A belly and two big boobs?" Chadwick frowned, looking at his new stomach. "Precisely," Liam said before throwing pieces of paper on the floor. He instructed, "Now, pick up the papers."