"What?" Leo cried. She was about to explain, but he interrupted. "That's fantastic!" She blinked.
"You really think I should?" She asked. "What about being a Charmed One? Fighting demons?" She wanted to get fat but she did consider the consequences. Leo shrugged.
"You've got magic powers. They aren't exactly tied to your physical state." He put his hand on her cheek and kissed her passionately. "Besides, your happiness is just as important as your destiny. An unhappy witch is an easily tempted witch." He put on a sly grin. "Besides, I'd love some junk in your trunk." He kissed her again.
"*You* want *me* to get a ba-donk-a-donk?" Asked Piper, incredulous. "Mr Straight-Laced White-Lighter, from the 1930's?"
Leo laughed. "Well, the idea that thin is in is a new thing. Remember, Marilyn Monroe was the definition of beauty for America till the '60s, and she was a size sixteen. Back when I hit puberty, a girl under a size ten wasn't worth the time of day." Then realised who he'd just said that to. "Present company excepted, of course."
"No, no." Said Piper with a growing grin. "You want it, you'll get it..."
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