Plus-sized Elf Weight Gain Novels & Stories

With her appetite back, the title seemed like it was already in her pocket. Soon, competition day arrived. When Selina saw me, she froze. Her eyes quickly scanned the bead on my wrist before she blurted out, "Why haven't you gained any weight?" I raised an eyebrow at her. "Can't help it. I just don't gain weight easily." Her brow furrowed as she muttered continuously under her breath. "Impossible. Are there really people who don't gain weight..." Watching her question her entire existence, I smiled faintly. Of course there were not. Fat did not disappear. It was only transferred.

She was obviously tired from the trot. Julien frowned, "Mom, you should lose some weight. You're panting so badly over such a short distance. It's not good for your health." Julien had not seen Velma in days and today he noticed that Velma had gained more weight. She had narrow eyes, which were now just two narrow lines. Velma was not happy with Julien's words. "Why do I need to lose weight? I feel good. My friends said that a fat face is a symbol of good luck and that I can bring good luck to the family."

Both of them didn't have high expectations for Kel, they just hoped that he would have a safe and joyful life forever. When Kel was 100 days old, he had already grown to nearly sixteen catties. After Jessica gave birth, she enrolled in a fitness class and it took her over a month to regain the looseness in her abdomen. Her weight did not fully return to her pre-pregnancy state, and she was a little heavier than before she got pregnant. But she had a small frame, so even though she gained some weight, she didn't appear fat, just plump.

Zedekiel said, holding Prince Ron’s hand as they walked towards the food area. Prince Ron giggled, lovingly rubbing his swollen tummy with his free hand. “You underestimate me, Your Majesty. Besides, ever since these babies came, I just keep feeling stronger and stronger.” He didn't know why but he also felt more energetic. Even when they did it last night, he didn't pass out. Not even once. He wondered, did his stamina increase or were the babies helping him? Zedekiel frowned a little at that. Elfin babies were strong and they mostly fed on their mother's energy not food and there were four of them so he wondered how Ron could say he felt strong. Was there something wrong with the babies or

"And I am done with the girl." "How is she?" "She has put on weight," Adams admitted with a shrug. "But Elizabeth, you do know that if she keeps throwing up, the weight you want, wouldn't be achieved." "You say weight I want like it's impossible, and if that rat is still—" "I didn't say she is," He cut in, voice gentle. "I'm saying what Doctor Cairn told me. There are other foods I can suggest—"

says dad. Elle wears a dark gray pair of yoga pants and some pink bra that highlight all her shapes. Fuck, I didn't know her thighs were so firm and voluptuous. And her breasts look bigger than I remembered, since she left the Golden Moon pack she seems to have put a few extra pounds on her and she's not as thin as she used to be. Her body is extremely attractive. I can swear that her abdomen is that of a high-performance athlete. How can she change so much in just six months?

“It’s been a long while. Did you put on weight?” “I gained five to six kilograms,” Eliza admitted openly. Earlier, she had gained 20 kilograms when she was pregnant, but after delivering her baby, she lost a lot of weight. It was no doubt that there had been changes in her body, but she could not be considered fat because she was originally skin and bones. Cindy clicked her tongue. “Even so, you need to watch out. You looked pretty elegant when you used to act in movies. If your fans see you now, they might be shocked. Those reporters, in particular, might throw nasty remarks at you, like calling you an old lady.”

"You're too thin." "No way! I have a perfectly standard figure—I'm not too thin, and you'd better not try to fatten me up!" Noelle pouted, puffing out her cheeks as she pressed harder with her hands. "Got it?" "You're not fat. You're too thin right now, and it won't be good for your body when you deliver. You need to eat more. Even if you do gain weight, you'd just be my little cutie," Charles teased with a grin.

He then turned and went back to the entrance, continuing to greet passersby. Amelia looked at Elijah beside her. "You've only eaten this little? That's not like you." Elijah said softly, "Um, boss, I thought about it. Starting today, I shouldn't overeat. I need to eat less." Amelia asked in confusion, "What's gotten into you? Trying to lose weight? You're still growing, eat up." Deborah chimed in, "Sister's right, Elijah, eat more. You're still growing."

I turned to the confused neighbors and said, "I was just as confused as you until recently. I couldn't understand why I kept gaining weight no matter what I did. But now… I know." Under their stunned gazes, I slowly removed my shirt and exposed two enormous puncture needles on my back. One was red, the other was blue. "What are those?" "That's terrifying!" The neighbors recoiled in shock while Mom and Jenny lowered their heads. I took a deep breath. "Every night, Mom and Jenny would come into my room and inject a large dose of drugs through the red puncture. The drugs made my fat cells divide rapidly, so I gained weight extremely fast. That's why I couldn't lose weight no matter what I did."