Male Weight Gain Story Novels & Stories

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.

Ow. It was barely a word—just air and pain. She barely noticed. Her whole body felt distant, as if she’d left it behind at the threshold of good news. She read the sentence again. Each reading chipped away at disbelief, carving reality from hope. Then again. She mouthed the word, shaping it with silent lips. Accepted. It seemed to pulse on the screen, a beacon of possibility. She had been accepted into the master’s program. She stared at the phrase, letting it settle into her bones, heavier and brighter than she’d imagined. The rest of the letter blurred beneath her thumb.

I said as I stared at my naked self in the full-length mirror in our bathroom. I have gained about eighty pounds, and my boobs have grown into gigantic cantaloupes. Tanner helps me rub lotions all over my body twice a day, but the creams haven't helped with all of the stretch marks that keep popping up. I had only gained twenty pounds through my pregnancy with Cora, so I'm starting to get a bit mortified. Will Tanner still be attracted to me after all of this is over.

“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?”

At the time, Kamila was juggling three part-time jobs, and she thought she was losing weight from exhaustion. It wasn’t until later that she realized the true cause of her weight gain. Since she was 16, her stepmother had been giving her hormone pills, which were the real reason she had put on weight.

“Nothing. I just noticed that your complexion seems rosier now, and your body has become healthier. I’m happy about that. Go ahead and enjoy your meal. Do eat more.” Mark smiled and remained quiet. It made Arianne lose her appetite. She felt like she was being guarded there, being forced to increase her weight like a pig in the pigpen. Mary even claimed that her body had become much healthier and plumper now. She frowned and pushed the lunchbox aside. “I don’t want to eat anymore. I took my weight yesterday, and I’m 20 pounds heavier than I was a month ago. If I don’t control myself now, I might suffer from high blood pressure.”

Anyway, it is with her that I get my biggest doubts about pregnancy. "I practically took care of my younger brothers," I say, already sitting on the reclining stretcher and preparing for the induction of the probe. Gabby sits in a chair in front of the doctor's desk, full of expectation. "And I don't remember noticing such drastic changes in my mother's body. I gained five kilos in a short period of time, and for me in particular it has always been very difficult to gain weight.”

“Eating a little won't bring back your old body. You've lost 20 kg this month." After a blink, the man wearing a black suit and round hat sighed. "Yeah, you're right. It's time for me to end the diet. Even if I gain one kilogram, they still won't be able to recognize me."

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.

Before I was born, I was only forty-nine kilograms. “Auntie, I gained weight, gained seventeen kilograms! What's up, auntie?" I felt like crying, I'm only seventeen or eighteen after all. “Going to the gym with auntie!” I think again and again, only this way is the best. Must be determined within a month to lose at least ten kilograms. Since I'm going back to school next month, I don't want to see everyone with a fat body again.