That was an awful lot of chicken wings, Fred thought. But then Astra had
always had a very good appetite. Perhaps because she was such an active
person, she never seemed to put on any weight, though.
Except... Astra had pulled a blanket over herself in order to have her nap, as the cell was none too warm, and it seemed to Fred that there seemed to be more of her beneath the blanket than there should have been. "Wake up, Astra!" he called softly. "Huh? Fred, is that you?" Astra sat up, and the blanket fell away. Fred gasped. Astra had always managed to combine being athletic with being beautiful. Now, however, athletic she was certainly not. Obese would be a much better description. "What on Earth happened to you?" he asked. Astra tossed her head, sending her newly acquired double chins quivering. "I didn't know that, not only were ten chicken wings the limit, but there was a spell on them. For each one over ten that I ate, half an hour later I put on 30 pounds. I leave you to do the math. Apparently it was designed not only as a deterrent against what the locals see as gluttony, but also to enable them to detect anyone who had been over-indulging. So now I weigh around 220 pounds."
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