Unexplainable Weight Gain Novels & Stories

“Could eat out for once instead of getting takeout” “Okay”. I smiled. He didn’t move his hand which told me he had something else to say. “Can I say something, and you not get mad about it?”. What could he say that would make me mad? I placed my hand on top of his before looking at him. I nodded. “What if the reason you’re gaining weight is because you are in fact pregnant and not just the weight gain. What about your eating habits?”. “So, because I’ve gained a little weight and I’m eating more it has to be because I’m pregnant?”.

Not with Bernard. So I told him everything. My Dad, my stepmom and her daughter, Paisley and Caden too— everything. I left nothing out, and it felt as if a weight was lifted off my shoulders. I took a deep breath and the continued again, "And my condition, I didn't know how it all happened. I started gaining weight after I married my ex husband. I became someone I didn't recognize at all," "From irregular periods, to missed periods. I started having some weird mood swings, anxiety and depression creeping in. I began to visit the hospital, but they couldn't find exactly what was wrong with me,"

She didn’t know why her eyes welled up with tears. “Yeah. I know. You haven’t taken carbs, but you are gulping down these cupcakes, tarts, and French toast dipped in heavy syrup.” She went silent after that. She used to bake those cakes for him, but she had already stopped eating baked goods for the last year. Still, her weight was not in her control anymore. For the last month, she had been gaining weight like crazy.

I really need this. "Ok. Well, I would say that it was nice talking to you but I'd be lying. I hope you arrive because I’m too busy to do this again. Goodbye," And with that, she ends the conversation. I slump down on my couch, exhausted. The nausea isn't the only thing that's happening. I actually skipped my period and I have been gaining weight within the last few weeks. Last week, I was vomiting every time I went to the diner to eat. This was back when I thought that it was food poisoning. This theory I had didn't make sense despite not being sick from the diner before.

“Don’t worry. You will be fine. But I hope you are aware that you may experience some body changes.” “Like?” “Swollen breasts.” “That doesn’t sound so bad.” “Increased appetite, sometimes for things you hardly eat.” Okay... “You may also experience extreme tiredness, mood swings, and maybe an increase in weight.” My mouth hung open. Increase in weight? The first two, I am familiar with. But an increase in weight? I worked so hard to achieve my body. “All of that is likely to occur in the first trimester.” “Uh?” Her smile became wider.“Trust me when it is all over when you finally see your baby, everything will become a blur.”

He said to me. “How? I am not gaining weight,” It was true because no matter what I eat I do not gain weight. “I'm going to get you pregnant.” I laughed when he said that. His mouth is so vulgar but nuh ah, that won’t work on me either. “Haha hubby, even if you impregnate me now, I will not gain weight. When I got the twins pregnant, I was still sexy, ask mom.” I said to him while he’s still putting sunblock at my back.

And it fills me with a warm, fluttery feeling in my chest that makes me feel less like I’m going to throw up. “T-thank you,” I manage, ducking my head a little in embarrassment. “I just... I’ve always struggled with my weight. I have thyroid issues, and it feels like no matter how hard I try, I can’t lose the extra pounds, you know? I just look at a pizza, and I feel...bloated. Uncomfortable.” Weston nods sympathetically. “I get it. But you’re so much more than just a number on a scale, Meryn.”

“How was I supposed to know you’ve added weight?” I blink, stunned. ““How could you not know?” I snap, heat rising behind my eyes. My voice tightens. “It’s been what—two years since you last took my measurements, Mom. You really thought I’d stay exactly the same?” She scoffs, her eyes narrowing. She tilts her head. “I’m guessing excess alcohol. That would explain the bloating.” “Mom,” I warn, heat flushing through my face. “I’m just saying,” she continues, like she’s the victim here. “If you weren’t drinking so much, I wouldn’t have to be dealing with… this.” She waves her hand at me like I’m a delivery gone wrong.

I felt embarrassed at his words. Dad and Mom also burst out laughing. And I did not know whether they were laughing at me for my fatness or something else. “Darling, don't stress yourself about the meals. It is normal for you to gain some weight when pregnant. After you give birth, you will go back to your normal body,” Mom explained. I looked at her with some doubt. “Are you sure?“ I asked. I was scared that they were just happy to see me gain more weight.

Today, I really wanted to lead the group but my fate and health isn't with me. May be tomorrow or after, I need to go to doctor, it isn't good. I am gaining weight, throwing out, getting furious and moodswings isn't a good sign. I could have think of pregnancy but I already have an implant, so it is not possible. **** The next day...