Weight Gain Novels & Stories

“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,” she added. “Uh?” Her smile became wider. “Trust me when you finally see your baby, everything will become a blur.”

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?"

Don't get me wrong; of course I want to be sexy as hell, but I also want to stay healthy. I wouldn't say that I am fat; you might label me as mid-size and I could flawlessly fit into any size 11 outfit. I have to blame my weight gain on all the junk food I consumed, and before I knew it, time was beginning to take its toll on me. Since I put on some weight, I usually wear clothes that keep me covered aside from when I'm working out at the gym. Fuck, having hot sexual intercourse with more than one person is all I can think of.

I was back at the agency part-time, Thomas was managing the growing business, and Maya was thriving with her new routine. "She's gained two pounds," Dr. James announced during Maya's follow-up appointment. "That's good?" "That's excellent. CF patients often struggle with weight gain, especially after respiratory infections. Maya's doing beautifully." "She's been eating everything in sight," Thomas said. "And walking everywhere," I added. "She refuses to be carried anymore." "Walk!" Maya said from her perch on the examination table. "Walk fast!" "I bet you walk fast," Dr. James said. "Are you ready to show me how you walk?"

Amanda noticed that Cindy's face had become rounder after being gone for a few months. She was surprised: "Cindy, why have you gained weight again?" Cindy: "..." Why was it always this sentence? Recently, her appetite had increased greatly. She really wanted to eat all kinds of delicious food, so she kept gaining weight and her belly was getting bigger and bigger. The doctor told her to control her diet, but she got hungry quickly and couldn't control it. She looked sadly at Amanda, "Amanda, you can't be friends anymore. Do you have to say that about your friend? I just ate a little more this winter."

I recall her complaining to me after her primary care physician informed her that her kilo had increased by one kilo and 200 grams. I give her a friendly smile. "Sure, don't blame me in the future; blame your stubbornness, my dear." "Look at that delicious-looking dish!" Surely, the carbs and natural oil that I can see on food will aid in her weight gain. To the people who surround us, she waves like a fool, as if she is one of the Miss Universe candidates. Her greetings appear to be those of a Miss Universe winner, which is far too good to be true. But she's my wife, and I'll be there for her even if she's crazy.

The addictive game captured my attention entirely, making it difficult for me to focus on anything else. Most times playing this game made me feel less burdened by the thoughts and emotions that came with pregnancy. It stood as a comforter, making it easy for me to escape from the reality of motherhood, knowing I was a little close to the period. However, it wasn't just the game that consumed my attention. Lately, I have noticed a significant increase in my appetite, leading to noticeable weight gain. Denver grew worried about my well-being. He has advised me to minimize the way I eat and be mindful of the things I take to prevent obesity. From the way he talk

I did a few nights ago, but I dismissed it for being bloated due to the noodles I had that night. But I was noticing it again. “You look good.” Sebastian complimented, his voice soothing. “A little weight does no harm.” His words were supposed to be assuring, but they were not so much. At least, not to me. I have tried to hard to maintain my old weight, and have started falling in love with my body. Now, I was gaining more weight. I should probably cut down the food I am eating. Yeah, that has to be it. I have been eating a lot more than before since moving to the pack house. That must have messed with my diet.

I snapped back, and I wanted to suck the words back the moment they left my lips. Shit. Stupid mouth. Killian sent me a murderous glare that told me I was in trouble. My cheeks flamed. "I'm sorry...Stupid mouth of mine." The tech laughed, no doubt trying to clear the awkward air between us. "It's totally fine. You both are married and healthy after all." She turned her attention to me. "And you are growing a human inside you. Some changes to the external body are expected and it's totally normal to gain weight especially when you're heading to your second trimester. You'll be fine Hope." She assured me with a rub of my shoulders. "You just need to wait it out."

I ordered. She nodded before climbing the stairs and disappearing out of my sight. "It appears your Lila is under a lot of stress, which is why she can't gain weight the way you want her to. But you can't make people gain weight by forcing them to eat," Rhodes said as he dropped the notes he was writing. "Yes, you absolutely can," I argued. It was basic mathematics. One plus one equals two. You eat more, you gain weight. You don't eat, you lose weight. Everyone knows that.