Weight Gaining Stories Novels & Stories

I slumped back on my bed as tears began to roll down my cheeks, what's so wrong with me that he cannot accept me, why is he doing this to me, am I that slim that he doesn't want me, I can go on a diet and add weight if that will make him like me, and he complained about my age too, but it's not my fault that I’m 20, I picked up my phone to search on G****e on how to gain weight, maybe he would like me if I changed myself a little, A message suddenly pooped into my phone, I clicked on it to check what it is, but was surprised to see the picture of a pregnant lady “This is the woman I love, the soon-to-be mother of my child, end this marriage or watch me destroy your life”

“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?”.

The food was already prepared on a small table, with only two chairs facing each other. I wonder who's the unluckiest woman to ever sit here and deal with him. I sat across from him. As he started eating, I finally picked up my spoon. "Are you taking the vitamins I gave you last time?" he asked me coldly. I nodded without looking at him. "Mm." "Then, why are you not gaining weight?" "I don't know." "Tsk! We'll have to take a look at that after my business trip," he said. "I'll come back after a week. Make sure that you gain at least two to four kilos."

Kevin served a bowl of rice and said, "Eat more." "It's easy to gain weight if you eat too much at dinner." She said so, but she didn't want to eat any lesser. Now she was not only alone. She had to take care of the baby. The more she ate, the healthier her child would be. "It's better to put on some weight." He picked some food and placed them on her plate. "I'll look ugly if I'm fat." "There's nothing wrong with it." "Are you sure?" "Eat quickly." He ignored her and ate seriously.

Beth, my wife, was concerned about how much weight I had gained and how I kept failing with all of my weight loss attempts. Beth said, "John, I recently shared with Sally and Janet how concerned I was with your dangerous weight level." I jumped in, "Beth! I don't want you sharing how fat I am with your friends, especially Sally and Janet. And.." Beth cut me off with, "John, trust me, you should let me finish my story." With Beth's sexy smile while she talked with me, I knew to keep my mouth shut. Beth continued, "Good! Sally and Janet offered to give you the greatest incentive for you to lose weight - you will get to have wild passionate sex with them for a full weekend."

I lowered my gaze, tugging my coat up a bit, trying to hide my face. "I've been trying to lose some weight." I lied. Fortunately, he didn't pry further and took the cake with him as he left. Watching him walk away, I caught a glimpse of his left hand, heavily bandaged. When I returned to the hospital, Keith, worried about my extended absence, gave me a stern lecture. Still, I felt lighthearted. Things were finally starting to improve. Seeing my mood, Keith couldn't help but smile too. After a moment, though, his expression grew serious again, as if he remembered something.

Gaining weight is normal. Could he please stop talking about gaining weight? Did he not know that women detested that word? Chris nodded. "Yes, it's normal. However, you should control yourself a little. If you keep gaining a kilogram a day, I'm afraid you'll struggle to lose it after you give birth to our child." Paige agreed she should control herself a bit. She had indeed been indulging a bit too much lately. "What if I can't lose weight? Would you be disgusted with me?" Paige asked.

Her next goal is to reach her ideal weight, which she continues to struggle with. People don’t realise that life after an eating disorder is not that easy. Gaining weight after your body has been through that kind of trauma, especially when you’re a mutolupus, is an extremely hard thing to do. I know she spends a lot of time with Doctor Richard in hopes they can find a way to work around her mutolupus metabolism to get her weight up. I keep my fingers crossed for her every day, but either way, I’m just so happy with her progress.

I loved it. Being pushed. Stretched. Trained. Treated like a real wolf. I got dirty. I got tired. I got stronger. That was the best part. Within three weeks, I'd gained real weight. It wasn't just the comfortable pounds from eating real food and finding a place to belong. This weight was muscle and mass. Every day, I woke feeling more solid on my feet than before. Though my muscles ached and complained at every sunrise, failing me by sunset, I relished the strength that came with it.

One year later I have been living in Congo for a year now and how can I tell you that I have become fat!! I have flesh as koko Grandma would say, no longer seriously I gained weight but on the hips, thighs and chest I do not understand, koko Grandma says that a woman's body is a secret that no one does not know how to remedy it, I have big plays now to say true I am not full! It's always better than being a skeleton!