Plus-sized Elf Weight Gain Novels & Stories

I straightened and met her gaze steadily, already guessing where this was heading and not sure I liked it. "Twelve," I replied, reaching for the last pair of my underwear and stuffing it in my suitcase. "Elisa, I'm not sure I have any clothes that might fit you, certainly not designer ones." I had also left single-digit sizes behind since my sixteenth birthday when I had a growth sprout and moved seemingly overnight from a size eight to a ten and I had never gone down since then. Plus, Elisa was a svelte size four, so there was no chance in hell that my bigger clothes size would be flattering on her.

“I thought that too, Eloise. However, my boyfriend bought me this dress because he thinks I look beautiful in it.” Eloise laughed—a tasteless kind of laughter to cover the emotions inside her. “No offense, Serena. I don't know whether it's my blurry vision or not, but I see that you've gained a few pounds. See… the low-cut chest on your outfit cannot cover your large breasts.” I laughed sarcastically. Eloise would be shocked if she found out that I had gained weight because I was pregnant. “You look like someone who's seeing big breasts for the first time.”

he muttered. “My mom worked a lot when I was a kid. I learned to cook early,” she explained. “She needed help around the house.” Ellie ate slowly, mostly watching Zane devour his food like it was the best meal ever. When she finished her portion, she pushed it across the table. “I’m done. Can you finish this?” He gave her a look. “You didn’t eat much.” “You know I can’t.” Ellie knew her body would fill out soon enough. She’d already gained some weight, and with her slow metabolism, she would regain more. She planned to watch it carefully.

She just smiled and said 'That's how. Pam had a bit of a challenge on her hands. At 6' 3" and 265 pounds, Ben was a big man. Paul Bunyan, broad shouldered big. He wasn't fat, just well cushioned. He'd lost touch with going to the gym during his University days and had survived on pizza and beer a little too much. Pam sent him to a gym which specialized in toning up and weight loss and six months later he'd lost the soft layer of fat and hardened the muscles that had been hidden underneath it.

I worked every hour as a mechanic while Jilly went back part-time at an accountant’s office as soon as she could. I didn’t mind her weight gain, but Jilly hated it. When we met she was a slim size 12 with perky 34B tits and 34-inch hips. By 1999 she was a thick size 16, sporting massive 38EE tits and a big, fat, wobbly arse that I couldn’t get enough of. I was in heaven as a dedicated tit man, but she despised her body no matter what I said. Diets never worked the way she wanted.

With a heavy groan, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and rubbed her eyes, blinking away the last remnants of sleep. She made her way to the bathroom, her bare feet padding softly on the floor. Beauty couldn’t help but be conscious of the slight jiggle of her thighs and the heaviness she felt in her skin. Beauty had always been plus-size, but ever since she started working at the beauty company, the discomfort she felt about her weight had grown into a shadow that followed her every move. It hurts more to be body-shamed as an adult. In fact, because of the drama yesterday she had decided not to go to work.

Andrew let out a cold laugh. "Fatty, let's not pretend you know your body better than anyone. Back in Jayrodale, I could already tell. "You're overweight, constantly drenched in cold sweat, panting like you ran a mile after two steps. If I had to guess, I'd say you've got a rare form of obesity. One of those conditions where even drinking water makes you gain weight, right?" Elon's eyes flickered with panic. "How… how do you know that?"

Some big, some small, some short, some tall, some fat, some thin but the fact there was they were all trees. Angela couldn’t believe such a place existed. She thought Tyle forest was the most tree-y place but the Elf world was a million times greener than Tyle forest. No forest coming from the human world could match an acre of the elf world. An elf appeared in sight. He was slightly taller than Tahoma and very robust. He had a big tummy and his mouth was stained with tomatoes. He was eating tomatoes from a basket. Never in their life had they seen such big tomatoes. The tomatoes were as big as their heads and they looked juicy and sweet. Eating raw tomatoes was not Angela’s thing but these

"Yummy drumsticks! My master is such a handsome and awesome guy! But how do I tell my handsome yet foolish master that he can't keep trying to lose weight like that? "He's working out so much that his legs are shaking from exhaustion, but in the end, it'll be that awful man who benefits from everything he does!" I listened to Furball's thoughts in silence before giving him a peck on the cheek. He didn't have to worry about me. The games had only just begun. After spending a month working my butt off to lose weight, I suggested going to a buffet. However, in that time, I'd put on a ton of weight. All of the pants I owned no longer fit. Some couldn't even be pulled up past my butt, while other