Your spare tyre tires the both of you!

Later on, you and the werewolf are lying on the floor in a diffrent room of the castle. He finally managed to get you through the door, but then you had to cope with another..and another...

"I never had this problem with Dorka!" groans the werewolf, as he uses your humongous belly for a cushion. He's terrified of it by now, but at this moment he's too exhausted to care.

"Master," he says, turning to you with a smile "You'll be able to get around the castle much easier if you lost some of that weight. I can help you."

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