chapter 5

The witch returned, pushing a large cart of pizzas. The pizzas were covered in ham and pepperoni, with extra cheese.

"Before you eat any more, we must measure you!"

She firmly gripped his plump arm and started pulling him out of bed. His large, overfed gut made it challenging for him to stand up so fast.

She led him over to the scale, his belly still wobbling from the few steps he took.

"420." She noted, poking his doughy tummy. "Let's see if we can get you up to 430 with this next meal." She continued poking different areas around his belly, licking her lips as her sharp fingernails sunk in several inches.

Then she took our a tape measure and wrapped it around is round middle.

"Ooh, nearly five feet!" She patted his belly and smiled as it jiggled.
"You'll be too big for my oven if you keep growing at this rate!" She laughed, pinching a large roll of fat.

She led him back to the bed and sat him down. His belly extended out several feet into his lap.

The witch picked up a fork from the cart and began prodding his large stomach, sizing him up. Her eyes looking hungrily as the sharp prongs pressed into soft fat.

"Hmmm yes, we need to get you to at least 430 before you can be eaten."

She handed him his first piece of pizza.

"Eat." She commanded.

He began greedily stuffing his face with slice after slice, knowing that if he didn't that the witch would do it for him.

As he ate, the witch gently stroked his swelling middle, lightly tickling it with her fingernails. Every once in awhile he'd feel a sharp, deep poke into his fat followed by the witch's evil cackle.

As he started on the second pizza the witch took a large ball of twine from off her cart.

"A fat pig like you should be tied up like one!"

She began wrapping the twine around his belly tightly. The twine cut deeply into his fat, causing rolls to be pressed out like dough.

The witch slowly pressed her sharp fingernails into each roll, enjoying how soft each one was.

As he began to work on the third pizza, he could feel his large, plumped up stomach straining against the twine, threatening to pop it.

The witch pinched the largest roll that jutted out from between the twine.

"Come on greedy boy, you're not even halfway done!" She smirked evilly.