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Honestly at this point you are terrified, Blathory has you pegged and essentially is very capable of forcing you to eat all she wants until you do betray Agatha and tell her everything that she wants to know. Even so, you examine what has happened since you arrived at the castle, and one thing has started to become very clear: You're not getting back to normal size. Even if by some miricle you got that magic potion, by now your seeing the trend that some can and will always go wrong. Even now you get the feeling that Blathory is evil enough to where, even if you told her everything, she would still force you to eat yourself into oblivion just to spite you. Of course you don't want to be force fed into a blob, but your self revelation seems to have lead you to a new stage in your outlook: acceptance. You've been angry, depressed, in denial, barganing your way through this, but really, at this point there's no getting around it, you'r a blob of a werewolf, and likely going to be even more so in future, may as well reconcile yourself to it. "Do your worst," you say resolutely, actually feeling a bit better about yourself now, "I'm not telling you anything."
Blathory looks very annoyed at this, "Fine," she says angerly, "Eat until your on the verge of bursting," she orders, moving the food in front of you so that your enchanted arms can lay into them, as you begin stuffing yourself with reckless abandon. Though you have no control over your actons, your thoughts at least are your own, and honestly, now that you've come to terms with your fate, it feels as if a lot of weight has been lifted from your shoulders. Even if it seems your probably going to be replacing it with a different type of weight...
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