gaining more

The witch lauphs as you leave and performs a spell redusing your belly down to a minor beer gut. you pause and look at your self. the witch seeing you from her crystal ball she then desides to put you on kitchen duty as a taste tester for the male cafateria (another of the witches ideas) and you wadle over to get preped for lunch hour

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