"Yes it is Eric. Please sit. Eat." Ms. Katts says. You move quickly and sit down. Your stomach growls loudly and you blush a little. Ms. Katts walks behind you and puts a napkin on your lap. Her thick red hair falls on your shoulder and you turn to see the deep valley of her tits inches away from you. She says in a deep almost hypnotic voice, "Let me feed you Eric." You nod almost unable to speak.
You take a good long look into her eyes and become spacey as her bright green eyes gaze through you. She cuts and places a giant slab of lasagna. She takes a heaping fork full and places it in your mouth. Fireworks go off in your mouth as a plethora of flavors explode in your mouth. Before you realize it another and another fork full of lasagna enters your mouth.
Time seems to stop for you as she feeds you fried chicken, mash potatoes with butter and extra gravy, triple cheeseburgers and glass after glass of thick buttermilk. It doesn't occur to you that there is no possible way that you could eat this much food. It doesn't occur to you because Ms. Katts is a witch and she has weave spell after spell on you. She wants you to get fat and has made sure of it.
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