Male Weight Gain Story Novels & Stories

Tian Boguang often said that he was a c-cup, but he was at least one size smaller at the moment, a b-cup at most. Zhi Fubao suddenly became spirited after hearing those words. He reached for the fat meat on his chest and exclaimed in surprise, "I've lost weight, I've really lost weight!" Tian Boguang said, "Fat brother, don't be excited too early. I've heard that people's chests become smaller first when they lose weight. Only after that would the stomach start to get smaller." Zhi Fubao jumped out of bed and touched his originally round belly. It was at least one circle smaller than before.

And we take a seat on the same sofa. - My story begins when I was thirteen. I gained a lot of weight because my parents had just divorced and each blamed the other for the failure of their marriage. I was so fat that I had trouble moving around. Everyone made fun of me. Even my mother, it was my father who didn't throw stones at me. I decided to go and live with him. At school, it was hell, constant mockery, no one wanted to come near me for fear of suffering the same fate. I locked myself in my studies and I was the first in my class. But when it came to boyfriends, no one wanted to approach me, let alone hold my hand. When I got my diploma, I promised myself I would lose all this excess we

"Tch, even if you get fat, I won't get fat. My diet has been fixed these years, and I basically don't gain weight." Gabrielle had her own set of health regimens and hadn't gained weight over the years.

I reply as I take a sip of my pineapple juice. He's having Coca-Cola while I stick to my pineapple juice. “It's been years, miss. I think around the time when Genevieve wasn't even my friend. And now, she's my wife. Can you imagine how many years have passed?” I sprinkle a bit of my attitude at him. “You are so freaking dramatic, Conrad.” “And hey, G****e said that steaks are actually good for weight loss.” Conrad is not only dramatic, but he also believes G****e that much.

I felt embarrassed at his words. Dad and Mom also burst out laughing. And I did not know whether they were laughing at me for my fatness or something else. “Darling, don't stress yourself about the meals. It is normal for you to gain some weight when pregnant. After you give birth, you will go back to your normal body,” Mom explained. I looked at her with some doubt. “Are you sure?“ I asked. I was scared that they were just happy to see me gain more weight.

He laughed softly “Not like that. Just... Just take a good look at me, realize that you are not the only one marked, that you are not the only one with stretch marks or stories on your body.” He took my hands and brought them to his hips, making me feel slight lifts in those places. “Are you forgetting my past?” He asked raising his hands when mine continued to outline their marks “Are you forgetting that I weigh 120 kilos? Don't you remember my constant struggle with being overweight? Do you think I downgraded and got this body out of nowhere and that wouldn’t have at least a mark of what I was?” As he spoke, I noticed that there were more white lines on his abdomen and in the area around h

I still haven't told Benson and I know I needed to do it as soon as possible. He almost found out, the last time he slept with me he commented how my body is adding weight. He said 'May, why are your breasts increasing and your stomach rounding?' I had replied that it is as a result of too much food. I told him that I had been eating more than necessary, and that's why I am increasing in weight. Although it is not totally a lie, I have been eating too much recently more than my usual appetite but I know it was as a result of the child growing in me.

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.

"Thank you, big brother-in-law. This soup you stewed is so delicious and nourishing. If I keep drinking it for a few more days, I'll probably gain some weight!" "I filtered out the excess oil, so it shouldn't make you gain too much weight. Look at your sister. She drinks the soup every day and hasn't gained much weight. Even before she got pregnant, I would stew soup for her as well," Eric said. Layla laughed. "The reason I didn't gain weight before was because I exercised regularly, you know? Now that I can't exercise, I'm sure I'll gain weight." Eric looked at her endearingly. "You're too thin, so gaining a little weight would be good for you."

he said flatly. I shook my head slowly, unsure of what to say. If I told him Adrian had sent these, he’d probably explode—and I wasn’t in the mood for a full-scale apocalypse today. He came closer, eyes locked on mine. “Eating all this junk will make you gain even more weight, Isabelle.” My chest tightened. I slowed down, chewing each bite deliberately. “I’m pregnant, Matthew… I’m supposed to gain weight, not reduce it.” He shook his head. “Have you seen yourself lately? You can’t even lift yourself up properly.”