Mutual Weight Gain Stories Novels & Stories

Neither one of us was going to starve ourselves to make others happy. Besides, until I got in the accident, we worked out daily. Sometimes even went on a morning jog. I can't wait until my body gets fully healed and goes back to normal. I lost twenty-five pounds while I was in a coma. Before the coma, I weighed one hundred and forty pounds. Most of that was muscle, though. Now I weigh one hundred and fifteen pounds, and the strength I had, had weakened and diminished. I wouldn't say I like it one bit, but I'll get back to where I want to be.

"Dakota Graham, have you been exercising and trying to lose weight every day? Who allowed you to do that?" When I heard her question, all the pieces in my mind suddenly clicked into place. No wonder Walter and Ingrid never wanted me to lose weight and were always stopping me from exercising. Even when I had gotten so obese I could barely walk, they still insisted I was perfectly normal. And after two weeks of trying to lose weight, I hadn't lost even an ounce. Instead, my weight just kept climbing and climbing. It turned out that all the weight I had worked so hard to lose had actually been taken off Freya!

Don't come crying to me when that happens. Before I could say anything, Furball's thoughts came flooding again. "You despicable man! The only reason my master hasn't lost any weight is because of that horrible Weight Swapping System you used on him! Every single pound he worked hard to lose ends up coming off your body instead! "Meanwhile, you spend all your time gorging on the richest and fattiest food you can find, and every single pound you gain ends up on his body. That's why he keeps putting on weight!

Sunny pats my back as encouragement once I get down from the bars. She sighs and plops down beside me. “You’re really fired up today.” She teases. “Yeah, I still have to keep fit because I know that pregnancy comes with a lot of weight gain.” She chuckles. “You have to take it easy though….” I playfully roll my eyes. A comfortable silence envelops us, the looming feeling of something brewing up again made our nervousness very evident. “I never thought that my mum would be a former member of the mafia, she was such a sweet woman…” I mumble out to myself.

"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.

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.

“No, he does. He eats when he’s stressed. He eats his feelings. Then he eats because he loves food. The amount of calories going in doesn’t match the amount that he works off when he gets time to go to the gym.” “Hence the weight gain.” Nodding, I finished my cup of coffee and rinsed it out as well. “Then he gets upset that’s he’s gaining weight and he eats more. When he was little, he was a chubby kid until his height shot up between middle school and high school. He’s always struggled with it. Now though…we are all getting older.” “You’re really not old.” Rosaria took the mug from me and put it on the drying wrack. “You make it out as this horrible thing but you guys aren’t even close.”

Nina, fearing he might take further action, quickly agreed, "Okay." Nash seemed pleased with this, "You’ve been having stomach issues lately but how come you seem to have gained weight?" Nina froze. This was not the first time Nash had brought this up. She quickly diverted the topic, "Maybe it’s because I haven’t been resting well lately, my face looks a bit swollen. Also, hormonal imbalances can lead to weight gain..." Nash furrowed his brows, "Did not you hire Serene to reduce your workload? Why is there still so much pressure?"

The numbers kept changing until they were set. Mistress Hawthorne recorded my current weight and said, "You've gained three pounds." She looked up at me with a look that chided me for gaining weight. I immediately said, "I'm sorry, Mistress Hawthorne, I'll try to lose weight." To my surprise, she said, "No need. You'd better keep it up. The Alpha of the Blood Moon pack is very satisfied with your figure." I'm surprised she didn't chastise me for gaining weight! That was so surprising.

The day before the Imperial Academy trial, my online boyfriend told me his friend had drawn me as his partner. Before I could even process what he meant, he dragged me into a group chat. "Congratulations, Liam! You drew yourself a 200-pound partner!" Right after that, someone posted a photo of me from three years ago for everyone to see. In it, I wore an XL ceremonial robe, my face so chubby my ears practically disappeared. The chat instantly exploded with laughter. "God, that's not a werewolf. That's a porcupine on two legs." "A bet's a bet, Liam. You drew her yourself!" "Who says his partner is useless? She could sit on the prey and crush it to death! Hahaha!" Before long, someone started