I Love Weight Gain Stories Stories of Experiences

Mark hugged Jenny just as the cab pulled up to the curb. She hugged him, her arms low, around his midsection. She pulled her head back and looked him in the eye. “Hun.” She looked less confrontational than at lunch and sounding...

Amanda was covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Her ponytail had all but given up – strands of her flaxen hair clung to the nape of her neck and were plastered to her flushed cheeks. She was still breathing heavily, clutching her side...

Halfway through the donut, she panicked. Amanda's future flashed in front of her eyes. Her figure . . . ruined. No more good parts. Stuck working at the restaurant. Not that Dane would mind. He made it way too easy. And he acted...

Ali: olive-skinned, bitchy, sweet, flirtatious, VERRRY SKINNY, and, oh did I mention?, beautiful!
As far as I can tell, becoming big will be good for her, teach her that she's not perfect, and that fat people are well . . . sexy.
Now...

It all began when my mom saw an article about skinny kids. She read that skinny kids aren't very healthy. Even though that really isn't true, my mom believed it even if she is a baseball player, a singer, a dancer, and an actress. The...

Jake was just an orphan, he was 4ft11 and had blonde hair and blue eyes and a thin face, he'd always been brought up in an orphanage, ever since he was just a little baby, his parents had given him into the orphanage and never came back...

Hiya. I have recently started to gain more weight and I am enjoying doing this and how my body is starting to look and feel. I had been writing how I felt in my diary and a close friend came across my diary and read my comments. He said...

FICTIONAL!!
Ok, So im a 14 year old girl who loves to eat. When I was younger I used to steal my brothers money so that I could buy loads of chocolate. That was just revenge on them being mean to me however it back fired and I became...

Note: This is a story, a fiction story. This isn't real. I just wrote this because I was inspired by the other stories here. One more thing. This story isn't bias on either gender.

It was 9:00 in the morning. Everybody in the house was...

You know that feeling – that feeling when you have really overdone it? When you feel like a sausage about to burst from its casing? Will was sure that if someone poked his belly with a toothpick, he would split open. He had to sit...

So, two days ago, I went to the doctor. He is very attractive, and it was a physical, so I was nervous. (I'll be brief)
I stepped on the scale and it said, in big, fat numbers: 192.
My doctor measured me, did some more standard stuff...

Mean Girls ended. I still was completely helpless. I probably couldn't run the length of the hall. How was I going to make cross country the next day? Ah well if there's a will, there's a way, and I was gonna be busy bringing down the...

Gabi wheeled Will through the automatic sliding doors at the front of the hospital. Her car was waiting in the circular drive. She rolled him over to the passenger side and locked the wheels of the wheelchair. “I got it.” He...

Today she would have to bust him out of this joint. Otherwise, someone was bound to notice. And then there would be some uncomfortable questions that could not be honestly answered. And Will would end up stuck in there for a while...

The hunger, the hunger, the hunger! It kept demanding attention. “I don’t know what to say. I’m so confused . . . I just can’t think straight . . . .” There was desperation in his voice and his eyes. “There will be...

Will opened his eyes to a dimly lit room. He struggled to focus on the big analog clock on the wall. Five minutes after five. Five what? AM or PM? The curtains were drawn and nothing gave him a clue. He knew he was in the hospital...

Will dozed again. A half-eaten tray of typical hospital fare sat on the table next to his bed. Who could blame him? It would take a miracle to render that rough approximation of food edible and, in any event, the Dilodid sent him...

“Good morning sunshine!” Ugh. Will kept his eyes shut; he didn’t need to hear that. The hangover wasn’t from booze but it wasn’t far off. The midnight escapades and the waning pain medication left Will with aches literally...

It was still dark when Will awoke to the soft rustling of paper bags. “Hi sweetheart.” Gabi said. Will cringed subconsciously, expecting to be overcome with pain. But he felt good. No, better than good. Relaxed like he was...

Gabi opened the door ever so slightly and wriggled her lithe body through the crack of the doorway. Tall and slim, she looked like she would be equally comfortable on a Paris catwalk or a white sandy beach. She had the kind of frame...