Wish upon a witch

chapter 1

Growing up in the mid west, I was taught about life and people and morals in a pretty traditional way. I was fine with that, it just seemed like something was missing. I had not a clue what that was, so for the time being I was happy to indulge in what I did enjoy. Namely sweet desserts, horror movies and my model cars and trains. Not the typical horror movies like most teens like, but more like the original Rosemary’s Baby. Taking a walk down Orleans street looked interesting, sort of Bohemian. I stumbled on a slice of heaven, get this; A Viennese bakery, a malt shop, AND A HOBBY STORE .A BIG ONE! With huge train layouts! OMG! This is where I met the hobby store owner TOM. I was 18yo overweight, kind of a nerd so I was happy to be a good customer, and soon a friend. He was big tall, and kindly to all. Over the next 2 years we had became pretty good pals. And with the goodies right next door we both grew a lot fatter. I was about 300 when I left for state U to get my degree. Almost immediately after I graduated, my folks said they were divorcing. I was too upset to go home right now. Finally, after 2 months of binging, I went home for a visit, I thought I would visit the hobby store and Tom. I stopped and weighed myself on one of those ancient scales with your fortune “351 lb you are wise like Buddah” I turned the corner, hobby store had burned to the ground! Tom was gone. I only had this obscure good luck charm he gave me. So I dug it out and began to always carry it with me.
I soon found the girl I would marry, and divorce when I was 30. She Was a gourmet cook! Unhappy with her large statuesque body. Weight was an issue for her. We never talked about feederism, I now wish we had. She seemed to like it when I gained a few, but resentful as I was not unhappy about it! Yes Nadine was a complicated hot mess as they say. She was more frustrated with me being well adjusted, than her lack of it! We divorced after 5 years, she went on to have weight loss surgery.
I fantasized about joining a FEEDER COUPLE, isn’t that evil?
I accepted a job offer in CA and started a new life, some fresh air. One Saturday I went exploring and found a new hobby shop! Loved it, yet my pal Tom was just a memory. They had a bulletin board with an interesting class. Haunted houses, paranormal, esoteric. I signed right up. The instructor was Ian
He was both brilliant and portly, I was mesmerized. His eyes looked SO familiar. I swear he had Tom’s eyes! We soon became friends. He wanted to meet after class. He said we both had a LOT in common.
Oh? I said, trying not to appear nervous. He said he was a Celtic witch, now and in a previous life. AND
that I was a witch too, even more powerful than he! I knew I was a natural psychic maybe THAT is what he was referring to. FUTHERMORE, I can read your mind, he said. You want to grow fatter than me even! I paused, and then blurted out YES!!

We met couple times a week educating me, having fun, I was learning spells. He cast spells on me to gain, but did not seem to endure. I finally agreed to give him carte blanch and the spell would put me over 500 LB! That’s when I noticed on the wall was a picture at least 20 years old. It was a pic of Tom!
He was young and thin! Ah yes, Tom, as Ian began revealing. He was a promising recruit. I put up the money for his hobby store even. But then total betrayal! He went and had weight loss surgery! That store burnt down to the ground! I do have a temper, LOL.
The surgery had to be reversed, PITY! He handed me a gift. It was a black T shirt size 6X, It read: “ A
MAN-WITCH is more of a meal! Ian said' you won't disappoint me now will you?