"Hurry up, you worthless peon!" The witch yelled at Hansel.
Hansel grabbed plate after plate of food from the witch and fed it to Gretel. The food was delicious too. Everything ranging from prime cuts of meat, to 12" lard-like cheese cakes. Gretel didn't argue with it either. She had never eaten like this.
It was starting to show, however. A rip had begun to form on the side of her worn-out dress, exposing a layer of fat. Her face was beginning to fill-out, too. The witch just grinned with the thought of what Gretel would look and taste like later on.
"I'm full, I think I'm going to take a nap," Gretel said as she laid down.
"What's wrong, Hansel?" The witch asked, pretending to be concerned.
"I'm exhausted and I'm hungry," Hansel replied.
"Well, have something to eat!" The witch replied.
Hansel thought about it for a second and then without another moment of hesitation, he dug into the remaining food.
The witch walked up behind Hansel and said," and I shall have something to eat."
She picked up the small boy, who was covered in icing and, with one gulp, swallowed him," Not the best tasting meal I've had, but he'll tide me over."
Gretel woke up with hunger in her eyes two hours later, and immediately asked,"Where's Hansel?"
"I sent him to my room down the hall. The boy was slowing production," The witch lied.
"Well, I'm hungrier than I've ever been," Gretel said
With a wave of her hand, the witch made food appear in the cage where Gretel could reach it.
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