Large Marge

You follow the strong human smell up the stairs, along a corridor and down another flight until you come to a dungeon. There, sitting in the middle of the room is the fattest girl you've ever seen. She's dressed in an ill-fitting bikini and must weigh at least 400 pounds.

When she sees you, she cowers back against the wall. "Don't be scared," you say "I won't hurt you. I'm really a transformed reporter."

"I'm a reporter too" says the blimp, relaxing "My name's Marjory Ball. Bathory's partner, the witch Dorka, but a gluttony spell on me. She thinks that if I'm fatter, I'll produce more blood."

Written by Stucklepaw

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