superweightgain

Have you seen Sarah-Nicole Robles and the cast of the owl house?

At this point I gotta ask, why? All the voice actresses are gaining weight. Are they putting something in the water?

Who is the that gig fat here?

Does any know of stories where a skinny girl gets fat due to a concerned individual or group of people, not due to feeder in’s per se but because they a grandma or aunt or roommate that us genuinely worried about the girl being too thin? -Must include denial

Innocence Redoubled Hello everyone this is my second story Spoilers: This story contains trans characters and weight gain. “At no point in time it is easy to stop. You have to push against this flaw of the human body, constantly against those who in their good intentions would derail your path.” “I know.” “So? Will you stop now superD or will you continue to battle the age master?” Suna stopped in front of the TV stopping her little brother’s anime. The ensuing complaints ignored she picked up her baggage and drove into her summer camp meeting point. After her mother and father had become lost in some war-torn country collapse in search for some high-risk news they were at the custody of their neighbor, a friend of the family who had offered to take them. In light of the situation she and her brother, who was two years younger, had moved their stuff into Mrs . Goodheart’s home. She was a woman of wide proportions with a shadow that revealed thick hips and big soft sides, with thick arms and long hairstyle. Said shadow had fallen into her brother’s face. Seeing her brother’s recent obsession with an anime about strange robots that were also magical girls had concerned her. In her eyes this was nothing but a coping mechanism for her parent’s possible death. A death she had already mourned but she dared not to show it in order to avoid any more sadness in her brother’s part. At this point Kate Goodheart sat in silence watching them interact. Suna turned off the TV and turned to her little brother with her hands on her hips. “You should focus on the school-” “Summer just started, no more school” “That doesn’t mean that extracurricular activities are not important for your future Max! Nowadays college is all about-” “Stop trying to be Dad Suna! Stop-” “I just worry you don’t have any friends!” “What happened with me and Kenny is MY business! Not yours! So should-” “He was your friend for years Max! You just fought and now you don’t have any friends!? You should patch things up!” “You don’t understand!” Said Max standing up and ready to storm out and lock up the door to his bran new room. “What he said” “They are just words” “They are not just words” “What could possibly be so upsetting Max! I worry that now with our parent gone and me going to college you are going to be alone the rest of your sad, pathetic life! Living by this weird obsession with your anime and not understanding the expectation that society had placed in a young man such as yourself-” Furious at this point Max was ready to explode and Kate was ready to intervene. “That is the same transphobic bullshit he said! If you are so worried why are you leaving to your silly little summer camp. I would rather be alone that live a lie dictated by you I am not a ma-” At this point realizing what he, or rather she, covered her hands and ready to run off to who know where she was ready to sprint. Until Kate put a hand in her shoulder and said. “Two for one ha! I did know that when I took you up I would get to girls! Is your name even Max, sweetie?” Letting Kate hug her Max was stunned and started sobbing. And Suna more powerless that ever felt like shit. Kate had insisted on sending her to summer camp to help her distract her from all the trouble and she felt she couldn’t just say no to her rotund and wide host who had so generously taken her up and her little bro- or well sister apparently- into her house. Mr Goodheart upon hearing the commotion in a peaceful Sunday had entered the room and said. “Well. Now I will have to lock up the house after six! It is unsafe for a your lady to be alone so late at night- Oomph” Max, who had said her new name was to be Zoey, had glomped Mike Goodheart in a second. And despite the cloying sweetness of their support for her identity she felt overwhelmed with happiness. The joyous scene repeated itself once more as the hefty Goodheart sibling appeared on the scene, John and Fiona also being positive. And so it was that Suna and her little sister had sat down for their very first dinner at their neighbor’s house, perhaps soon to be home if they aren’t indeed had passed away in their quest for the truth about Dr Salamiel weapons deals at the heart of Africa. Suna was so distracted that she barely noticed Kate talking. Such thin and emaciated children, Kate had thought, poor little Zoey will never catch a partner looking like a little boy! I need to help her develop some curves! And with that decided she had booked an appointment to the nearest psychologist and decided to postpone any extra food. She did not want little Zoey to gain weight in the wrong places. Best to wait for the good old Doctor to examine the poor emaciated girl before anything else. Was the doctor going to give her any hormones? She had not idea and didn’t know much about the subject, so decided not to rush anything with an underage child involved. But Suna was not afforded such peace from a frontal assault to her figure and she was loaded a heap of ample portions into her plate. “You are nothing but skin and bones dear! Your little sister probably want to avoid a hefty paunch or a manly gut!” In her mind Kate had already categorized Zoey as an anorexic girl wanting to starve herself to avoid a manly profile. “But you are a terrible role model for little Zoey!” “Erm, well-” Suna had just noticed the big plate of food in front of her. “This is way too much and -” “Nonsense! I know you prefer a thinner figure so I just gave you the minimal food.” In her opinion “minimal” was not the word, though comparing her portions to that of the Goodheart family it seemed that is was actually not that much food. But it was enough for three of her normal meals! Suna had fled the scene and decided that she was suddenly feeling very bloated from her period so she thanked Mrs Goodheart and wishing her little sister the best of luck with summer she got up and boarded the bus to camp. Something she noticed right away was the swaying. Every third passenger or so a very thick girl boarded the bus and it the bus cried in anguish at the added tonnage of the new girl. The bus was filled with some fat girls, some thin girls and gaggle of very hefty girls. This was a summer camp that according to Kate would look excellent in her college application so she was puzzled as to the nature of her fellow camp mates. Their were so heavy! She heard it was some kind of seminar about sustainable development where she learned how to deal with animals in the wild and how to help cities grow, and stuff like that, that a college liberal admission panel would eat up, so she was not expecting such wide load! How sustainable is it to eat this much, she thought. With that picture in mind she descended into fresh air and approached the camp’s entrance. Upon arrival she was assigned her bunk mates, and thin girl named Jessie, and two hefty 250 pound women called Terrie and Shelly. They had both immediately commented on their appearances, thinking them unhealthy. This was especially the case after the dining bell was rung and both girls did not want to eat. “Nonsense” said Shelly with a boisterous voice. “You are so thin already.” And with that she took the liberty of dumping the healthy food both girls had brought with them. Upon Jessie’s protests she had said their veggies would probably spoil if they did not eat them right away. Jessie had strongly grumbled about having the intention eat them, but the hefty pair had dragged them both to the dining hall. “Alright everyone! So here are the rules. We are all about helping the environment, right?” A loud yes was heard from most of the campers. “So with that in mind. NO ONE, and I mean no one is allowed to dump their food or not eat it, understood? We have trawled the ocean clean of fish and the planet is dying so food waste in terrible! You will finish your plate clean!” And the sound of munching had started. Like chubby hawks Shelly and Terrie made sure the girls ate their food. The portions were not that big, only somewhat, but saying that the whole trip had probably tired them so, Shelly continued to push more and more food into their plates. “Hey! It wasn’t tiring! We literally just sat down and watch the scenery!” “The brains consumes a lot of calories Missy!” said Terrie and served the a heap of food. It was not that much, and in the opinion of the hefty pair it was nothing. To both Suna and Jessie it was a full meal, more than what they would usually eat, but not too much. Of course, Shelly and Terrie understood that this two girls were usually used to smaller portions and she had decided that it was her moral duty to help them into the path of a healthy diet and weight! “Ugh! How could you eat so much!” asked the next day Jessie. “I have always been fat, and Shelly too so it is kind of normal.” Currently the wide pair of campers had slept past 10 o’clock, and Shelly had actually cost Suna a demerit for waking up early, apparently this was to get them used to wasting less electricity on the early morning. Grumpy she could not exercise, something that the counselors had considered a waste of resources, after all more exercise is more calories burned for no purpose other that push an unrealistic ideal for womanly figures, they had told her. Suna had mentioned her trans sister and said something to the effect that women came in all shapes and sizes, and the counselors just nodded and proceed to ignore her. And so in the morning both girls upon hearing that their thin roommates wanted healthy foods had produced a pair of what looked like shakes. Healthy was a very different definition for Shelly and Terrie. Ten thousand calories was a healthy snack for a starving girl, was Shelly’s idea, but Jessie would have gagged. That day both Shelly and Terrie had stuffed them to the gills. Well perhaps no the gills, but unknown to the girls what seemed to be the same amount of food was gradually increased to bigger and bigger portions, till both Jessie and Suna were eating 3000 calories at least, plus the added super-fattening “healthy” smoothie. The week had proceeded similarly and by the end both girls had gotten used to bigger portions and so trying to prevent anymore unnecessary stuffing they had reduced their intake. Of course, so used to more food what they though to be enough was actually more than they would actually need, enough food that if eating regularly would have them stabilized them into chubby territory, and so the girls felt very hungry the Sunday afternoon. Shelly had seen Suna’s face and with a very concerned expression she had pushed snacks into her face for the next three days. By Wednesday both girls had gotten used to so much snacking but worried about their figures, now with a subtle layer of chub that had covered they bodies and 5 pounds heftier, they had decided that maybe starving themselves was not a good idea so they grabbed more food at the cafeteria. Whenever Shelly saw that either of them would eat less than what she considered to be healthy she would add more food to their plate. Much to both girls consternation. Provided with elastic clothes, supposedly more durable to avoid unnecessary and vain clothes renewal according to the fat counselors, both girl had added a veritable additional 5 pounds in the second week. They still looked slim, but now the concept of a normal meal and portions had changed in their minds, what previously would bring them nausea and discomfort was now a normal amount of food. So in the second Monday the woke up, so used to being stuffed they proceeded to serve themselves three helpings of lasagna two bowls of soup. For dinner a whole pizza, and an entire carton of ice cream. “This girls eat like there is no tomorrow,” had whispered to her Jessie while both were watching a movie in the common room. “How sustainable is to eat so much!” “I know! That BS about eating more efficiently just means more fatty foods. Veggies are bad because they have almost no calories and therefore demand too many resources is Bull-crap!” “Ugh I know” said Jessie on her third bowl of pop corn and said Suna savoring cookie dough. The girls then tried to watch the movie, but had trouble doing so in the back, with so many wide women munching and blocking the view, so they snuck off to the dining hall, to eat a little snack before going to sleep. Little was not the snack, but the girls had learned that if they did not had something to eat before sleeping Terrie would bother them the whole night with stories about how anorexia was evil. Speak of the devil Terrie herself arrived and the girls groaned. They groaned as the young woman had served them a whole heap of pasta. They were afraid of throwing away, the cameras of the hall would look over them and if they drop even a tiny spoon they would spend the rest of the night eating double what was in their plate. And by the second Tuesday Suna woke up and then when it was announced that they would have to delay breakfast due to a camper puking by accident into a batch of food, after the aforementioned stuffing punishment, Suna smiled in contempt at Terrie and Shelly who were so aghast at the idea of not eating a breakfast “It is the most important food of the day” said the Terrie the brunette and goth girl who love to rant about how were so out of tune with GAIA as she put it. And would ramble about mother earth if she wasn’t eating. Soft and kind Shelly, or in the opinion of Suna, pushy and inconsiderate black haired Shelly was no different, talking all day long about boy bands and crying about the loss of the genre in the US. Jessie and Suna rolled their eyes and headed to the edge of the forest, Suna had decided that maybe not all blondes where airheads, after she found out Jessie was a cheerleader. In any other circumstance Suna would have rolled her eyes, she was after all a “real” athlete, a runner. And she indeed was running, but so much secret running had hear starved and she was ashamed when she realized she was actually first in line together with Jessie when the hall reopened. All the skinny girls were, they still were below average in terms of girth but this was not going to last if they kept it up. Shelly had commented on this and said. “The poor dears starving themselves. Now that they are eating properly they are so desperate for some nourishment.” That weekend both girl had managed to put on ten pounds and moved into the average category, or average for obese America, where being 5 pounds away from chubby was considered normal. “All this anger!” said counselor Marygold, and proceeded to slowly rub Jessie’s stomach. “You would think you are like sister Sophie. She had so much anger before, when she went by Samuel, but look at her now”, Marygold, pointed to the figure of a chubby girl, a chubby transgirl apparently. “I am not trans!” said an offended Jessie. “Oh! So sorry.. I just had to help poor little Sophie develop womanly curves and you so tomboyish look like a boy so I” And with so much anger both Jessie and Suna spent the afternoon relaxing in the cozy and rainbow colored room that smelled of cheap potpourri and incense. Counselor Marygold loved to rub their belly and each time their tiny potbellies would rumble she would help them with a ladleful of red pasta. And the end after waking up from a sleepy trance were she would top them off with a pint of soda they would head to their room, where they nap til sunset, and then went back to sleeping. With a soft little potbelly she was determined to burn away she was not really fat or even chubby, Suna had a sharp angular face and medium sized breast with locks of straight red auburn hair. But after their outburst they had been sent to counselor Marygold. She was so disappointed in them, she said, for losing their temper and complaining about the lack of activities other than eating. “We have to learn how to save resources.” She had solemnly intoned and then proceeded to smile once more. By the end of the week Marygold was proud to see the girls so easily eating, now half of what Shelly and Terrie ate. Suna was worried about how now she always seemed to be so hungry and how she now looked chubby. Her beginning love-handles and one inch belly had competed for her attention against her breasts that now spilled from her bra creating sideboobs. Seats were now easier to sit down into. By fat the worst part of the affair that had earned her an extra week into counselor Marygold’s custody was when the camp had announced a program for further learning with the local high school. Now with the entirety of the female highschool population on campus dread came upon Suna softened features, and the only thing that saved her from a meltdown was the comeuppance of Mina Silver. A very nasty girl in her opinion, the little sister of Kelsie Silver, she had mocked her larger appetite, in her mind Suna had just gained a few pounds, not much, she did not really know she was actually know overweight and she did not realize how much she could eat in one day. But after Mina had mocked the cafeteria lady for her zagtif figure she had sat down the girl and with the new rules had told her that she would eat everything she served her. Suna was stunned, this was suck hippy place, with Counselor Marygold the hippiest of them all, and she saw a very vindictive lunch lady. Soon Mina had seen her slight torso widen and had so-regretted speaking out. She would know huff and puff due to her rapid weight gain and she felt sluggish and tired, The girl was still in her early teens and had managed to skip a grade, but now her boyish figure looked decidedly chubby, with a tiny double chin just dawning over her overexerted face and a tubby middle. She looked more like a thick roll of toilet paper than a woman, with a banana figure and no shape to her waist. For some reason the girl had developed thick arms and legs but still looked more like a fat kid than a young 14 year old. But Suna was more concerned with her extracurricular activities. While in the second week of Marygold’s session she was thinking of applying to a scholarship for runners and the planting of sequoia trees Marygold said to her. “There is no fear”. “There is no fear” repeated a sleepy class of girls and she would then rub her belly gently, pinching sometimes the one inch layer of fat that her previously flat belly boasted. In communal mantra the counselor intoned. “No judgment” “No judgment” said Jessie, snorting to herself in laughter and giggling like crazy then. But everybody ignored her while she muffled a protest. Jessie had been fed a large tub of melted ice cream to prevent her from further interruption of the “gathering of the calm mana of tranquility” as the counselor put it. And despite the blonde best efforts she was not as happy as a clam. She did not want to admit to herself but she felt hungry. This was contrary to her desires, she knew she had eaten more that enough and only planed on eating maybe two or thee serving of cake, not to big, maybe a fourth if she felt like it, but the fact she still wanted cake bother her. Suna was actually now daydreaming about cake and with a happy smile imagined each and every ingredient while the monotonous voice of the Counselor Marygold and her obese assistants guided the session. Suddenly she woke with a start to the feeling of cold ice cream sling down her throat. “Shhh!” said one of Marygold’s little helpers. “I told you to warm it up first. You woke her up!” “I was not sleeping and you did not need to feed me!” “It is not like it mandatory! Geez” And both Jessie and Suna smiled. They had thought it was mandatory, but apparently that rule only applied to the cafeteria. “If it not mandatory then just give half the ice cream!” And this words made Marygold so happy. The girl was now still underweight in her eyes, but if she wanted a little portion control, that was fine in her opinion. Half a tub of ice cream and three bowls of soup, two eclairs and pancakes with an omelet was a in her opinion almost enough for the day, but she still made sure that the girl got to dinner and ate properly. Finally she is developing a healthy relationship with food, thought Marygold Loveflower. And so with a shambling sense of shame Suna asked if she could have the rest of the ice cream and just to make sure she gave her a full tub that she proceeded to eat, with dinner of course. That week came a staggering amount of calories and after only four weeks Suna was had gained 40 pounds. With a three inch roll that created a muffin top and thick arms she contemplated her arms that ended in thick meaty hands. With a tiny double chin and her angular features lost she knew she had gone into the chubby territory but the thing she focused the most now was in painting her nails. She wanted to look the best for Kate Goodheart. Goodheart arrived that morning and greeted Suna and seeing the girl with a thicker, heftier figure and a portion of back fat in the hug she gave the girl made her smile. “Still undernourished” she said. “But a little better, huh?” Suna stammered a blushing reply. She had come to accept that her neighbor had a very different idea of what unhealthily thin was. “I look normal”. She said. “Just average.” She pronounced, and meant it. In her eyes she was just a normal weight, if anything she could gain a little more and still be a slim girl. She knew she was no longer skinny, but right now she still felt slim, maybe a few pounds more would make her average, but that’s it. And so she was not that worried about overeating. “Whelp! You’d be happy to now that your sister was referred to a Dr, still to early to do anything except to stop any further masculinization.” And this worried Kate a lot. In her eyes she had to keep the girl at that unhealthy weight for at least a year, til she turned 18. She knew it was for the best. Zoey would probably die from sadness if the gained a masculine profile and gaining weight now would probably ensure that. “So can we get to the dinner hall?” asked a hungry Suna, and seeing the girl eat made Kate very happy. “You still less that you should, but at least you have a healthier appetite!” “I know,” she said resting a hand in her belly. “But if ate like you I would be fat,” and proceeded with another portion of baked beans, her fourth plate actually. And that day she slept thinking everything fine until she woke up feeling dreary. She had gotten a cold! Probably from Kate! And counselor Marygold hearing of thins was so worried she forced the two girls to be cared by Shelly and Terrie. She would visit them every day of the fifth week and would slowly rub their tummy while she helped them digest the food. With a happy tune the cabin was covered in open wrappers and discarded plates the 300 pound Shelly and Terrie would clean up. In Marygold’s opinion it was better to cure a cold with plenty of food, and the girls understood this and ate everything she gave them. She was rubbing Jessie’s belly while looking at the four inch deep belly she had acquired. Now it was resting on her lap and she was happy she had helped the girl acquire a womanly shape! Ugh, had said the final day of the fifth week. The 170 pound Suna, now into obese territory had woken up. She had secretly done some push ups in her room and prevented herself from feeling tire with her new poundage, in fact she was stronger and with more muscle than when thin, but all this muscles were buried under the fat she had. With a six inch belly that went around her middle the fat girl felt her thighs rubbing and cleaned her face. She felt her double chin under her face and saw how her arms now giggled whenever she moved them. “Well I guess so much eating put me on the average weigh bracket” said Suna “I know! So much discipline but it has been four week and we still are at a weight, right? I mean I thought I was overeating but it with exercise it hasn’t changed us much.” “Indeed,” said Shelly looking at her roommates and with a lot less apprehension. In opinion now they were at a healthy weight. 3000 calories per day and 170 pounds, still underweight on her opinion but at least healthy. And Suna scratched her deep belly button and yawned, sending ripples down her backside. “Well. I am kind of hungry.” She said. “Maybe two pies and a pizza would tide me over.” “I still cannot believe how little you eat.” said honestly and deluded Terrie. “It’s just discipline girl. If I ate like you I would be fat!” said Jessie. And put on her show, which she trouble using as they had wedged into her feet. Her chubby feet with no ankles. Suna had rested her belly on her lap and it had formed two rolls which did not go away even when standing up. “I worry” she said. “This tiny potbelly is not much” she said pointing to her six inch paunch. “But I still worry-” “Pfftt. It’s fine” said Shelly. And the obese Mina spied them from her cabin and thought that all the people her were probably the biggest collection of idiots on planet earth! And so the girls trundled into the cafeteria and sat down for their final session with Marygold. Marygold who was rubbing their bellies with tender love and proceeded to lift Suna’s back fat. “Ouch” she protested when Marygold pinched her back boobs and her rosy cheeks. “See! It is possible to eat healthy and be slim!” “I know I am sorry I doubted you” said Suna. And she went into the cafeteria. She was surrounded by fat camp mates everywhere, together with the girls of the school. Not one single person was less than obese. But she still faced difficulties when a very fat camp mate said. “Damn skinny twigs!” and bumped into her. “Sorry,” she said and moved away and fit what she felt was her slight and thin body into the line. Sh stopped daydreaming when she saw Jessie carrying a tray with enough food to feed a squadron. And by the end of the week an the final week of camp the girls had gained another 30 pounds breaking 200. Suna was currently picking her clothes and checking whether four burger would be enough to tide her over till she could dine with Kate and her daughter back at home, or so she was thinking until she heard the braking sound of a furious Mina, a Mina who had laid a scale in front of Kate in the cafeteria. “You are fat!!!”She had shouted while being dragged away and when Suna stepped on the scale she was dismayed to find herself weighing at 201 pounds. The girls looked like seeing a ghost and said. “Fuck!” And so they had decided that they would only eat three burgers and that the way. That summer camp while Zoey was stunned with the change her sister had underwent she saw her sister eat as much food as the Goodhearts. Suna knew she was fat but compared to Kate she still felt tiny and the fact that Kate said things like: Some meat on your bones, or Still eating so little helped her make her feel less fat. And that night while eating a whole cake by herself she regretted never telling her true feeling to her friend Jessie. Who the fuck am I kidding? She asked herself, she was more than a- And with a hefty thump she heard a ladder knocking onto her window sill and turned while she saw a Jessie that looked to be very happy. And horny, for she was just wearing a nightgown. Jessie who, like in a dream entered the room and stripped the body of Suna of her garments and threw them into a basket. Lifting her E cup breasts that now rested on her belly she put her hands in to her body an pushing her into the bed she lifted her belly fat and fingered her nethers. So flabbergasted was Suna she was stunned to see the fat girl show her ample backside turn. It jiggled like a crumbling mountain and stopped like one as well. Both girls kissed and as she neared the night Suna wondered if the short and surreal encounter was all a dream. Only when she woke up and saw a lipstick handkerchief in her bedside and hear the sounds of an angry Mike berating her sister for “bringing a boy over” did she realized she had not dreamt the whole thing. She heaved herself out of bed and explaining to an angry Mike that her little sister was still chaste she smiled and wished that Jessie would go to the same college as her.

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Stories where a female bad influence (like a fat grandma or roommate) fattens up the female MC Rules: 1. Bad Influence must be female or at least part of a community of mixed gender, that is to say the influencer(s)'s intentions are not for revenge or punishment or anything dark, just concern for a skinny girl They think that the female MC is way too thin and only at something like 180 pounds will they be normal 2. The girl must have always been thin, with thin parents, that is to say without the bad influence she would have stayed thin 3. The influence must be fat. No creepy Hannah Hammonds please! 4. This change is not wanted by the MC. The main character does not have a secret desire to be fattened or to "relax" and eat as much as they like, hence why it is a BAD Inflence. If the main character WANTED to gain weight it would be a good influence. The change is unwelcome I am think of stories like Rebecca's grandmother or some buttercombe timelines For example https://www.deviantart.com/plumpbellies/art/Hayley-s-Trip-to-Fattening-Camp-Chapter-1-629676416 a little dark but seems well-intentioned https://www.deviantart.com/mr-monopoly/art/My-Fat-Roommate-902211239 https://www.deviantart.com/magmaman/art/In-For-a-Penny-Chapter-1-Part-0-833168017 Not qualifying are stories like Punished to fattened by FANEDFOX (punishment), Grandma Cooking by Polaris Dreamer (physical abuse) or https://fantasyfeeder.com/stories/view?id=74165 (deception) or any stories with revenge, justice, etc., the influencer may be underhanded but NEVER ill-intentioned

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There was a story on deviantart about a thin sexy girl who tried to help her friend lose weight by gaining weight as a form of inspiration. The friend doesnt lose weight and the thin girl ends up fat. Any one the name of it? It wasnt a revenge story or weight swap or anything like that.

There was a story on deviantart about a thin sexy girl who tried to help her friend lose weight by gaining weight as a form of inspiration. The friend doesnt lose weight and the thin girl ends up fat. Any one the name of it? It wasnt a revenge story or weight swap or anything like that.

She has a partner with which she got fat and high, a blonde JoyaG. It is a rule of youtube that if a youtube girl gets fat she oftentimes "drags" other people along with her. Would be a good idea to search her channel for other girls who gained weight. Also youtube stoners tend to gain weight

In which sense is she practically obese? She's just obese now. Made this in Pixler

Does anyone know of stories about habits rubbing off and turning skinny girls fat? I don't mean stories where a person fattens them but rather society as a whole fattens them or when a group of skinny girls are introduced to a fat place and gain weight. Also unintentional, no secret feedees. Examples are gains academy or buttercombe academy or stories where students enter "fat schools" and all the skinny freshman start to gain weight, or stories like that path on Your Fat Family where the character eats more as there is more food. I guess the idea is about unintentional weigh gain a denial where a bunch of skinny girls gain weight.

Shouldn't you, like, first make a thread about whether or not the 2020 predictions thread was correct? I mean I would like for someone to see how many predictions were right