Weight Gain Story Novels & Stories

Raquel complained when she saw me in the kitchen. "Good morning, fiancé." I embraced her. "I wanted to cook breakfast for you. Are you hungry?" "I'm starving." She replied. "I'll set the table so we can eat." "I can manage. Just sit down. I'm almost done." "Am I fat?" She asked while we're eating. "No. You're pregnant so I'd say it's normal for you to gain weight." "I feel like I gained so much weight. I'll be huge as a whale by the time I give birth. I wish I can just stop eating. I've been eating thrice as much than I used to." She stated as she stopped eating.

I suddenly started to feel nervous. "Hi Amarachi, I'm your literature teacher. My name is Miss Ada. Welcome to Crownstar highschool." I smiled at her. "So who doesn't have a seat partner? A girl raised her hands and Miss Ada asked me to seat with her. She started teaching and that was when I remembered that I didn't collect the pen my mum bought. I didn't want to ask anyone for a spare pen but then it was my first day at school and I did not want to start skipping notes. I asked the guy at my front for a spare pen but he didn't have any one. The girl beside him smiled and gave me a pen, I thanked her and started writing.

It was inconvenient for men to be present when the girls were talking. "Victoria, when the time comes, you have to tell me how to recover my figure. I'm really nervous about this." Betty said to Victoria. "Don't worry, I was a bit fatter than you back then. After you give birth to your child, you'll find that you've unknowingly lost weight from your worries." "Really? "It's even more amazing than going to the gym?" "That's right!" My own experience." Victoria consoled. When Betty heard that there was such a benefit, she became more relieved. She took a deep breath, and with her face, because she was pregnant, she carried a bit of baby fat, making her look even more young.

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.

I can not eat them both. “You didn’t eat breakfast, or lunch. We’re gonna miss dinner. What’s holding you back?” “I don’t want to gain anymore weight” I keep my voice quiet. “Baby you’ve lost like twenty pounds in the past two months. You are getting to an unhealthy weight” “You don’t like my body?” My eyes start to sting, because I hate my body. But I don't want him to hate it, too. “I love your body. And I’ll love your body if you gain 50 pounds. Or more. I don’t love how you’re treating yourself. I don’t want to see you suffer like this”

“So what if I have? Everyone tries to lose weight before a wedding.” “Well, it looks terrible on you. Put it back on.” He growled. “I can’t just click my fingers and the weight goes back on, you know. Why are you being like this and why does my weight have anything to do with you?” Ella said angrily. “Before we go into that. I want to tell you a story.” Ella frowned now. “What story. I’m well past the age of bedtime stories.” he really was losing her now. “What about fairytales? Do you like fairytales, Ella? But that isn’t the story I want to tell you today. Well, it’s not a story but life, really. What I should have dealt with better, in the beginning.. will you listen?”

It was almost like they thought we wouldn’t understand; they never bothered changing a word of the script the company had given them. After the awful TED‑talk, it was time for the weight. It was a ritual, almost like an exam of some sort. I stood on the scale, holding my breath and hoping that it would not be higher than my last weight, even though I knew I had gained some during vacation. It was healthy weight, strongly recommended by my doctor to avoid relapsing. “See, I told you to keep back on the carbs during your vacation. Now you come back and you are ten kilograms heavier?” Laura roared, standing up from her seat in one swift move that sent the chair clashing with the white wall beca

I don't know how he will react, if he will be angry, or if he will be fine. I sighed and stood up. I don't want to stay here any longer because I might see someone else pass by here. I walked quite a bit. My body has also gained weight because I have been eating a lot and I haven't been able to exercise properly so I have gained a bit of weight. But I know that pregnant women gain weight. Others don't, but most a woman will gain weight during pregnancy.

I smile at her and wrap my arms around her hips before putting my face on top of her head. "I am looking at my pregnant wife who is becoming more beautiful day by day." I reply while kissing the side of her face. "I am not getting beautiful instead I getting fat." She complaints with a pout. I kiss her pout making her smile before she places her head on my chest. "You are not getting fat, Cara. Your weight gain is the sign that our little bean is growing well inside your tummy." I say while placing my palm on her small baby bump. I caress the bump feeling blessed to have the opportunity to become a father again.

I follow her to the scale where she weighs me. “One hundred and sixty-five pounds. How tall are you?” “Five foot three,” I tell her. “She nods and writes that down. I seemed to have already gained some weight. I didn’t think I would for another month or so. I mean five pounds doesn’t seem like a lot to most people but for him it’s a ton. I have always struggled with my weight. So, five pounds is easy to gain and hard to lose.