Novel & Cerita Weight Gaining Fiction

Are you sure? 'Not really.' Charlotte thought in her head. Those so-called protein treats were packed with sugar, fats, and supplements intended to promote weight gain. They were supposed to make one feel hungry often, increasing one's appetite. 'Should I feel guilty? No way! This bitch's mother injected me with too much leptin and estrogen, whereas I only gave her supplements!' Right now, Charlotte was sure Victoria was in a stage where her appetite had increased, and she could no longer control her eating habits.

“She’s the last person on my mind when I sleep and my first thought when I wake up. I miss her when I eat, study, sleep. I feel like crying loudly when I go into your bedroom and I see her empty space.” “Honey, but I’m trying my best to fulfill all your requirements. You know you’re my eldest daughter and I love you more than anyone” My dads eyes filled with tears as he spoke to me. “This huge mansion full of furniture and a 100 servants is still empty without mom. These fancy dresses and money can’t replace my mother.” I cried. “There’s no one to look after Anna and Zac. Anna is just 15 and Zac is 10. They need a mother. I totally agree that you’re trying your best and you love me the most

Mia choked a bit and promptly dismissed him, "That's absurd. I haven't gained weight. Which part of my body looks heavier?" Were Timothy's eyes playing tricks on him? "You even have a double chin now," Timothy pointed out. Feeling self-conscious, Mia touched her chin and realized that it did seem a bit rounder. She immediately retorted, "It's called baby fat. Besides, it's not like you're paying for my meals." Accustomed to Mia's sharp wit, Timothy responded calmly, "Well, you've been dining at the Barrett residence for three years." "Yeah, but I didn't gain weight during those three years. The fact that I've gained weight in such a short time after moving out—what does that suggest?"

He’d manipulated me, and I had fallen for it all, hook, line and sinker. “I hope so. I’m starving, and it has been a while since I’ve felt truly hungry,” I told her, looking forward to our baked chicken dinner. She grinned. “That is a very good sign. Pregnant ladies are supposed to gain weight, not lose it,” she lectured. “I know, I know. I will. It’s hard to eat when you have to think about what it is going to look like coming back up,” I complained. She wrinkled her nose. “Gross.”

I needed the fiction to swallow me whole. This story was about a peasant girl and her abusive mate who had bought her as a servant. When he realized she was his mate, he tried to beat her, but he couldn’t. The bond had already been activated, and every time he thought of harming her, his limbs grew heavy, weighed down by an invisible force.

My entire day revolved around two things: meals that would help me gain weight, and exercises that would build my muscle strength. And, somehow, it was working, at least on paper. After all the eating, the training, and the struggling, I had managed to put on seven kilograms. At five feet five inches tall, I was now almost fifty kilograms. It was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. To me, though, it didn’t feel like much. I saw myself every day in the mirror, same face, same body, so I didn’t notice the changes as much. But they were there.

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.

“Didn’t this novel of yours depicted anything about me or my height? It wouldn’t be a reliable source if they didn’t.” I shook my head and reminded him that he is a newly introduced character in the novel. Didn’t know why he looked happy after I said that, though. In the midst of me pondering, I joked, “So you’re saying that if some dragons have more Mana, then they’ll become fat?” That joke question received as judging look from him, and got an apology from me. “You know it’s not like that. We have high metabolism so it’s hard to get fat, even if we tried.” Wait, did he try to get fat before?

I turned to the confused neighbors and said, "I was just as confused as you until recently. I couldn't understand why I kept gaining weight no matter what I did. But now… I know." Under their stunned gazes, I slowly removed my shirt and exposed two enormous puncture needles on my back. One was red, the other was blue. "What are those?" "That's terrifying!" The neighbors recoiled in shock while Mom and Jenny lowered their heads. I took a deep breath. "Every night, Mom and Jenny would come into my room and inject a large dose of drugs through the red puncture. The drugs made my fat cells divide rapidly, so I gained weight extremely fast. That's why I couldn't lose weight no matter what I did."

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...'