Chapter 1

*Warning: this story is being written entirely on my phone so apologies for typos and bad writing.*

"When can I leave?" He asked.

"You can only leave when you are fat enough to eat, you know that." She responded curtly.

"But I'm already so fat!" He protested.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Fat?! She patted his round, protruding belly. "You are nowhere near fat."

She slowly pressed her long, bony finger into his plump midsection. "No, no you are just skin and bones. We must continue to fatten you up."

She began slowly squeezing large pinchfuls of blubber from his doughy belly.

"Yes, you have so much growing to do still. I'd better get you more dessert."

Before he could protest, she was out the door and in the kitchen. She returned with a large chocolate cream pie, his favorite.

She sat down next to him and took a large forkful of pie and stuffed it into his mouth. "Eat, eat, eat!" she commanded, barely giving him enough time to swallow before filling his mouth with another fokrful of fattening cream.

"Eat, eat eat!", stuffing his mouth full again, and smiling.

The white t-shirt he had been wearing when he arrived clung tightly to his plumped up stomach, and had started to rise up, leaving the bottom of his large belly exposed.

"Eat!" Another large forkful pushed into his mouth.

"Eat!" Another bite was fed to him. "A growing boy like you needs plenty of nourishment."

As his belly was filled by the witch, he could feel himself swelling like a blueberry. But, no matter how much he ate, she was never happy.

"You must eat! You look as though you're nearly starved to death!" She pressed her finger into his belly again. She smiled as her finger sank in several inches.

"Yes, you are far, far too thin. You must finish your pie like a good boy. We need you nice and round, don't we?!"

She stuffed another several forkfuls of cream into his mouth.

As he swallowed the last of the pie, he noticed her staring down at his exposed belly fat, smirking.

She jabbed her finger into the soft, doughy flesh, "My my, look at this jelly belly! Perhaps you are plumping up nicely after all."

She continued to prod the fat with her pointy finger tips, testing its depth and softness.

"Hmm. No. Still far too scrawny. Maybe we should try some more pie."

She disappeared into the kitchen.