Weight Swap Stories Novels & Stories

Jennifer was now strutting around and flaunting her belly in front of me every day, completely unaware she was carrying piglets. In the days that followed, Jennifer grew unbearably arrogant, pampered beyond measure by the three men who doted on her precious triplets. One day, she barged into my courtyard again, clutching a greasy sausage roll and ordering me to do chores. I turned to look and saw a massive ball of flesh jiggling toward me. Jennifer was not even five months along, but she had already grown so fat that she was unrecognizable. After the Pregnancy Swap System had placed the piglets in her womb, she began resembling a pregnant sow more and more. Pregnant sows had enormous appetit

Public enough that his allies start calculating their own exits. “He believes you’re weakened,” she says. “Good.” “He believes he took something from you.” My jaw tightens slightly. “He did,” I answer. Jose. Six men from that warehouse. Six months of rebuilding. But he didn’t take everything. Mariela studies my face. “You’re different,” she says. “Yes.” “Colder.” “No.” I meet her gaze directly. “Clearer.” She nods once. “Then say it,” she says quietly. I look at the map.

We ended the conversation on a high note, and after the way, Holland left me feeling I had needed that. I watched CNN before Housewives for a while, trying to catch up on recent world events. Holland's behavior and the obscure words he said appeared calculated and left me uneasy. I kept my handgun beside me with the safety off and ensured my security system was set. I started to nod off when my food finally arrived. It was a little after 9 in the evening, and I was chomping down my pizza like it was both my first and last meal. I was starting to feel full only after about two square-cut slices. My stomach ached, felt bloated, and made me uncomfortable. I munched on the salad and downed some

I almost told her, “I don’t blame you anymore. Just leave, and don’t come back.” But the tabby’s voice stopped me cold. “Sigh. Don’t be fooled by how hard she’s apologizing. This is all an act. She made a new deal with the system. As long as you say you forgive her or that you’re not mad anymore, she can instantly swap her weight with yours. “Sigh, what a clingy nightmare. Why is she so obsessed with targeting you? “But it makes sense. Once the system locks in a weight after the swap, it can’t be changed. No matter how much she eats, she’ll never gain it back. She’s stuck looking like this forever. No wonder she’s desperate to swap with you again.”

Mia's and Finn’s cries mixed with Marissa’s shrieking drew attention from the neighbors. Slowly, people began gathering around, rubbing their sleepy eyes. After witnessing the scene, their eyes widened and a neighbor hurriedly chimed in, "Goodness gracious, Sophie, take it easy! Marissa’s old. She can’t handle that kind of rough treatment.” I spun toward them, my voice cutting through the murmur. "Oh, I’m supposed to take it easy on the woman who swapped my son for someone else’s child? She even tried to steal my parents’ inheritance and give it all to her granddaughter.

A new place, a new chapter. A few years later, Sophie was also arrested—charged with defrauding Jayden's family. Her case opened a floodgate of investigations, uncovering countless other scams. The amount of money involved was staggering. She was sentenced to life in prison. I felt nothing about it. Maybe this was what people meant when they talked about karma. Years passed. One evening, pregnant and calm, I walked along the river with Nick. The scenery was gentle, and we breathed it in quietly. I had slowly stepped back from my family's business and was ready to devote myself entirely to our new life, to the child soon to arrive. Nick seemed content with that. He held my hand as we walked,

"Evelyn, I hate you. I'll live your life better than you ever could. Only I can give Mom and Dad what they want." Before leaving, she even tipped off the boss and staff to make things harder for me. She turned misery into hell. So this little taste of suffering—how could it ever compare? And then, Amelia started falling apart. Her face so pale she had to cake on foundation. Meanwhile, after a year of real food, rest, and the vitamins the doctor ordered, my body finally bounced back. I looked healthier. More alive. *** Before long, SAT day hit. All three of them looked relieved.

That was because I knew she wasn't truly seeking forgiveness. She had made another deal with the system. All she needed was for me to say I didn't blame her or that I wasn't angry anymore, and she'd be able to swap our weights again in an instant. I also learned that our weights couldn't be changed once the system locked in a new body weight. That meant she would never gain her weight back, no matter how much she ate. She would be stuck looking like a half-starved, barely human stick figure forever. The thought almost made me smile.

"Don't be fooled by how earnestly this man is apologizing right now! It's all an act. He made a new deal with the system. If you say anything along the lines of forgiving him or that you're no longer mad at him, he can immediately swap his weight with you again, Master. "Ugh. Why won't he go away? Why does he keep bothering my master! But it makes sense, I guess. Once the system swaps the weight, it can't be changed. No matter how much he eats now, he can't gain back any of the weight. He'll be stuck looking like a walking skeleton forever. No wonder he's so desperate to swap back with my master." I patted Furball's head, my eyes curving as I smiled. It sounded great to let Daniel keep his c