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After a while of walking about in the castle you realize that the wolf is nowhere near you! You contemplate trying to escape when you hear his steps coming from in front of you, it would seem escape was not going to happen, but as he turns the corner a cloud of green smoke appears between you, when it clears you see the witch standing in front of the wolf "So," she begins "you left the piggy alone then?" "No, I just moved quicker, I was coming back for him right now." you notice a lot of fear in his voice, the witch has her wand raised "Please, don't punish me, nothing went wrong..." he finishes "Well something could have, so to keep you together I'll just have to match you to his pace." You feel a bit left out of the conversation, but your thoughts are interrupted by a bolt of light firing from the wand, the witch disappears and you're left looking at the wolf who doesn't seem to be changing, he is busy looking himself over win you notice that his chest plate has begun to creak, the straps holding it together are getting tighter, his arm plates are beginning to crack, you realize that the wolf is getting fatter, he whimpers in pain as his blubbery stomach presses harder against the chest plate, the straps snap apart and the armor clatters to the ground, his leggings follow quickly, he hastily takes off al the armor he can as he gets bigger and bigger, oddly enough his helmet seems to be growing slowly, causing him to leave it on, soon all he has left are his helmet and a pair of boxers being stretched by his waist, he looks to be almost as fat as you, but unlike you he's still growing, he tries to move but only manages to fall on his sagging belly and chest, he is soon as fat as you, in a few moments he's even fatter, whimpers escaping his fat snout, by the time he stops growing he's easily fifty pounds heavier than you, he pulls on a doorknob and manages, slowly and with a lot of effort, to stand. He tries walking, or more waddling now, again and this time manages to keep on his chubby feet, he is panting, probably with exhaustion, but you can't help to notice he seems quite angry, despite the fact that you still can't see his face, he doesn't say a word to you, he only makes his way over to you and pulls on your fat arm with his, tugging you along the corridor, you almost feel bad for him, then remember how much he wants to eat you, and forget the feeling. You wonder where you're going...
Written by Wolves
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