Rapid Weight Gain Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

it didn't sound like he was shaming or making fun of me, he was genuinely shocked and that made me laugh. "yeah, I don't know why, i just have this appetite I can't explain. when I start eating I can't stop until I've eaten food meant for three people. I've gained a bit of weight but it hardly shows because of my fast metabolism. "Impressive. I noticed you also look fit. do you do exercises?" he inquired. I was much relaxed and less tense at this point. the waiter came to take out plaits away and refilled our glasses.

After having to endure his touch at every available opportunity, I heard him say something that saved me from certain rape. He was ranting to my mother about how she had better not gain any more weight because he hated heavy women. That night, I started eating everything I could hold without puking, and by the end of the month, I was fifteen pounds heavier. This continued until I gained almost fifty pounds. It was obvious my size was a complete turn-off to Jim. He stopped touching me and instead insulted me at every turn, but I didn’t

I murmured. It beeped softly as I stepped on. The numbers climbed. I blinked, stepped off, then stepped back on. The result didn’t change. “How on earth did I gain weight so fast?” I whispered. It wasn’t drastic, but it was noticeable—to me, at least. A softness where there hadn’t been one for a long thing. Even my collarbones seemed less sharp after just these few days. Had I really been eating that much? I mean, I didn’t look unhealthy.

His shoulders slumped with exhaustion. I shifted, attempting to push myself up against the pillows. "You need to relax," James said quickly. He stood up and gently pressed his palm against my shoulder to keep me still. "Your body is in too much pain. The doctor says the child is growing remarkably fast." I stayed silent, staring at the white sheet. Carrying an Alpha's child was nothing like a normal human pregnancy. I was beginning to understand that terrifying reality now. The baby was developing at an unnatural speed, draining my physical energy far faster than a normal child ever would.

“Including losing weight again to escape the feelings?” “Yes.” She bit her lip. “That’s one of the things that I talk about with Rianna. How to gain weight slowly and with healthy food, and not panic and stop eating as the numbers get higher and higher on the scale. How to handle all the feelings and memories that come up as they do. For me, gaining weight is – complicated. It’s way more than just going to McDonald’s every day and stuffing my face with abandon. Lots goes on in my head every time I step on the scale, and see the numbers going up, and none of it is good.”

Susanna immediately chimed in, "Abigail just told me that she wants to lose weight." Upon hearing that, Margaret exclaimed, "Susanna prepares different delicious food for you every day. And after a lot of effort, you finally gained some weight. How can you want to lose weight now?" As the conversation heated up, Abigail yawned. When Margaret saw that, she suddenly thought of something, 'Gained weight... Feeling sleepy easily...'

But I had developed a serious craving for sugary food. But what surprised me was that I also started to show. The bump on my belly looked small in the morning and rounder by evening. Sometimes I caught my reflection and blinked—already? Only three months had gone by and I felt like my body had leaped ahead by weeks. My dresses fit tighter. My hips and breasts were fuller and heavy, and when I walked, I moved differently, careful without even thinking. I had definitely gained weight, and Ezra was constantly buying me new and more comfortable clothes to wear.

he replies. I snort at him. “Tell me about it. Been there. Done that. Avoided the repeat,” I inform him. “I remember,” he rasps. “Did that turn you on?” I ask him, biting my lower lip. “Just the thought of you committing violence makes me hard, princess. Well, just thinking about your sexy body turns on,” he purrs. I sign feeling not sexy at all. “I’m getting fat,” I grumble. “So? You’re pregnant and eating for two now. Weight gain is bound to happen,” he states.

The snacks would help pass time. Seeing how she gobbled up her food, George reminded her to eat slowly. She nodded perfunctorily but continued to gobble up her food. Sigrid enjoyed herself very much because the variety of cakes were plentiful. Loris, who had just come out of the swimming pool, saw her eating wildly and sneered. "Sigrid, are you not afraid of gaining weight?" "It's fine. It's hard for me to gain weight." Loris was envious of how she couldn't put on weight regardless of how much she ate. How did a b*tch like Sigrid have such a perfect life? It was the same for the other b*tch, Elizabeth!

Instead, the way they looked at me was like they were staring at a pile of trash—calm and unfeeling. My health was what mattered the most? If this kept up, I was going to become severely obese! How could I possibly be healthy? Just then, the doctor came in with the examination report. Only then did I truly realize that I had been reborn. I had returned to the very day when I first started gaining weight uncontrollably. "There's nothing serious with Ms. Graham's health, but she should still watch her diet and exercise more." It was just the same as in my previous life. The doctor had no idea where this sudden excess fat on my body had come from.