Warewolfer

"Oh, thankyou thankyou thankyou!!" he cries, pressing you harder into his blubber.

"Hey, no pwoblem!" you say "Could you pwease stop hugging meh?"

The obese werewolf holds you up in his chubby paws. "I'm yer pal for life, buddy!" he says.

"Who are you?" you ask.

"I don't know. Dorka, the castle witch turned me into a Warewolfer. Whenever I smell food, I have to eat it. Once I get fat enough, She's going to kill me and use my fat in a spell!"

"Why don't you escape?"

"I'm too fat to squeeze through the doors that lead out!"

Written by AR

Use a wish.
Wish for him to lose weight

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