Hungry like the Ware-Wolfer

You burst into a pie shop and go on an eating spree. In a few minutes, you have gobbled down the entire contents of the shop, and are lying in the corner, rubbing your fat belly. "Why did I just do that?" you moan.

"Because I put a curse on you!" replies the genie, who has appeared next to you. "You are a Werewolfer, and will be force to eat any food you smell! Don't worry, the curse will soon be lifted...once you get back to your previous weight!"

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