Astra decided to try to play for time. "I feel ravenous," she told the
crone. "Perhaps we should have breakfast before we bathe? Do you have any
more of that delicious stew?" If her suspicions were correct, then the hag
ought to be happy to be given the chance to fatten them up still further.
Freda looked surprised. "But surely we don't want to put on any more weight?" "Many clients like their bawdy girls to be on the voluptuous side," Astra pointed out. "So maybe our thighs are a bit chunkier, but a lot of what we've gained has gone to our tits and ass. And these swathes of silk that we wear [48031] will still fit us almost regardless of our size, so we don't have to worry about growing out of them." "Good thinking," the crone agreed. "There's no more of the stew, but I can prepare you some bread and cheese. Come with me into the kitchen." "Er, you go ahead," Astra said. "We'll just make our beds. It's the least that we can do when you've been so kind to us. We'll join you in the kitchen in a little while." As soon as the witch had exited the room, Astra quietly closed the door, then whispered. "Come on Freda. Out through the window." "Huh?" "Didn't you see the hungry way she was looking at us? I think that she plans to eat us. I'm sure that she's responsible for the weight that we've put on. That can have been no ordinary stew." "Oh! I suppose that you could be right."
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