Mutual Weight Gain Stories Novels & Stories

“Just want to see what’s so sweet about him.” I spun us around in a way that I was sitting on his lap with my legs on either side of him. He further adjusted my position while I took a second to just stare at this gorgeous man. I spoke of him as if I was seeing him in years. “I can tell you that.” His perfectly shaped brow arched in amusement. “Yeah?” I hummed in response before latching my lips with his while my hands explored down his body. I felt the perfectly toned muscles flex under the palms of my hand. He had always been into the gym and stuff. I on the other hand was far too lazy to follow a workout routine. It was indeed a blessing that I could eat whatever I wanted and not put on w

Amanda said. "No it's almost due so it's okay. The feeling of anticipation is also good." Richard answered. "Didn't you want to have some hamburgers, eat it while it's still hot." Richard said, getting up to get what he had bought. He fed it to Amanda one after another until the last one. "Need more?" He asked as he helped drink water. "No, I feel like I gained 200 pounds more since I became pregnant." "It's good to be chubbier it feel nice to the touch." Richard said as he squeezed Amanda's bust, sending shivers down their spines. They stopped being intimate ever since Amanda got pregnant.

We ended the conversation on a high note, and after the way, Holland left me feeling I had needed that. I watched CNN before Housewives for a while, trying to catch up on recent world events. Holland's behavior and the obscure words he said appeared calculated and left me uneasy. I kept my handgun beside me with the safety off and ensured my security system was set. I started to nod off when my food finally arrived. It was a little after 9 in the evening, and I was chomping down my pizza like it was both my first and last meal. I was starting to feel full only after about two square-cut slices. My stomach ached, felt bloated, and made me uncomfortable. I munched on the salad and downed some

She was still giggling. My mom rolled her eyes but was smirking. Hector was chucking. “She’s got a point, Bryan.” “Don’t make me regret going along with this plan. It’s been three months!” “What the hell is it?” I broke their banter, nearly growling. Hector smiled. “It’s a weight gain powder. It’s like the ones that the weight lifters use when they need to ‘gain mass’. Except this is a special blend that Auri’s dad gets us.”

I almost told her, “I don’t blame you anymore. Just leave, and don’t come back.” But the tabby’s voice stopped me cold. “Sigh. Don’t be fooled by how hard she’s apologizing. This is all an act. She made a new deal with the system. As long as you say you forgive her or that you’re not mad anymore, she can instantly swap her weight with yours. “Sigh, what a clingy nightmare. Why is she so obsessed with targeting you? “But it makes sense. Once the system locks in a weight after the swap, it can’t be changed. No matter how much she eats, she’ll never gain it back. She’s stuck looking like this forever. No wonder she’s desperate to swap with you again.”

I was putting on some muscle, and was hoping to lose another twenty pounds, and get my body fat below 12%. Cheryl loved the new me. She was inspired to diet by my early success, and Weight Watchers helped her to drop thirty pounds. She joked about Jenny and I going overboard with this exercise stuff, but she was encouraging me, and supported my dieting. Our diets were drastically different, as were our exercise regimens, but we were both making a concerted effort. Our sex life was steadily improving - not stellar yet, but better.

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.

It was almost like they thought we wouldn’t understand; they never bothered changing a word of the script the company had given them. After the awful TED‑talk, it was time for the weight. It was a ritual, almost like an exam of some sort. I stood on the scale, holding my breath and hoping that it would not be higher than my last weight, even though I knew I had gained some during vacation. It was healthy weight, strongly recommended by my doctor to avoid relapsing. “See, I told you to keep back on the carbs during your vacation. Now you come back and you are ten kilograms heavier?” Laura roared, standing up from her seat in one swift move that sent the chair clashing with the white wall beca

MAEVE POV I didn’t get it. I spent the last hour—maybe more—reading chapter after chapter in this pregnancy book, while Xaden busied himself with a pile of paperwork and a few phone calls to several dignitaries, but nothing I read bore any similarities to what I was experiencing. Fetal weight gain was not unheard of. Sizing nearly twice as much as he should have within the first month, however, was apparently an alien concept. Such weight gain didn’t normally happen until much later in the pregnancy.

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”