One week later....
CRRRRRAAAACKKKKK
"What was that?" The witch asked, walking towards The mass that was Gretel.
She looked at the screen hooked up to the scale and smiled widely as she read it. 'Bust' is what it read. She turned to Gretel and sized her up.
Gretel was looking like food had done her good. Obviously over a ton, Gretel's body rolled together. The fat on her face was keeping her eye's shut so she had to work to keep her eye's open. Her double chin had turned into just another roll of fat and covered her neck and melted into her chest. Her belly had completely covered her fat feet and was actually pushing against the cage bars. Her belly was pushing out a few inches passed the spaces in between the bars. This is how the witch was checking on how soft she was becoming. Her fat arms were lost in her infinitely expanding side rolls. Ever inch of her body jiggled with each small breath and rippled vigorously when she tried to adjust herself.
The witch made the cage disappear and let Gretel fall two feet to the ground. The impact made the ground crack and shake, not to mention allow Gretel's body to spread out in every direction. The witch walked over to her and gave certain parts of her body a squeeze and said to herself, "She's ready."
With that, she waved her hand and teleported Gretel outside. She teleported outside, also, but at a much different size. She was fifty feet tall and dressed in a stretch suit. She bent over and scooped up Gretel, licking her lips at the sight of her large, tasty meal.
"Are you ready to become my meal?" The witch asked, not caring if Gretel was actually ready.
"I'm ready. It was fun while it lasted," Gretel responded.
With that said, the witch lifted her to her mouth and dropped her inside. She began sucking on Gretel's fat belly, savoring the taste. After about ten minutes of this, she swallowed Gretel and felt the fat ball of flesh hit the bottom of her stomach. She teleported back inside and shrank to twenty feet. Her belly was so HUGE, she had to sit down on the floor and wait to digest her.
5 hours later....
Gretel was completely digested and had become MAAANNNY layers of fat on the witch.
"I can't wait til my next meal," the witch said as she played with her exposed belly fat.
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