By taking the leaves of the sleeping root and grinding them into a fine paste, they make for a fine additive in -
 
 
  Grroouuuhl…
 
 
  They make for a fine additive in -
 
 
  GLROOOUUUHAAOOOOL
 
 
  “Argh!” Pria, sat at her desk, leans away from her studies and into her chair, throwing her head back in the same motion to let out her irritated cry. She’d been tasked with reading a few chapters out of her alchemy textbook and had set aside her evening to buckle down and do so. Why now did it have to become so difficult to focus? The growl of her stomach was growing more incessant by the minute, and with each one came a wretched pang of hunger that drew her attention away from her studies and instead down to the grumbling gut of hers.
 
 
  Wood scratches against wood in a skittering clatter as Pria pushes herself and her seat back. After her last lapse in snacking, the poor witch had been put on a diet again by her wives, but surely they would understand right? The witch was starving, and her studies shouldn’t be put off any longer. At least, these were the justifications that Pria told herself as she walked to the kitchen. Perhaps it was a dangerous thing to let the kitchen be so close to where she works, but alas there was not much to be done on that front.
 
 
  A door left ajar, one hallway, and an empty door frame later, Pria… Was left flabbergasted at the scene before her. The witch’s tracks stop within the entryway to the kitchen, the room’s light already on and casting an artificial glow across every surface. That the light was on didn’t phase her however, instead it was the sight of three mischievous blondes who clearly already had a plan for this moment long before it had happened.
 
 
  Sat on the island in the center of the room are the twins, Sun and Shine, both wiggling with joy at the sight of Pria. Already naked, the two of them purposefully leaning forwards to make sure Pria noticed their bare bodies, but also to show off the third personality preparing a platter of sweets just behind them. Little bat wings fluttering behind her, a spade tipped red tail, and tiny black horns. Of course.
 
 
  Who else would orchestrate a bad influence but the demon of lust herself the Suncubus.
 
 
  “Wh- What in good heavens are uh… You three doing?” Pria speaks up finally, her cheeks flush red at the sight before her. “We’re in your head, silly!” Starts Sun, before Shine picks up the following statement. “We wanted to get you a snack~” The twins offer a giggle as they lean back, spreading their arms and legs to give Pria a nice view. One that did wonders to light up her cheeks an even brighter crimson, unable to speak before-
 
 
  “Eep!” “And we know how much you enjoy strawberry sweets~” When the Suncubus got behind Pria, she was far too busy staring at the meal before her to even notice. But now that the little devil was behind her, squeezing fingers into Pria’s stomach to massage the little chub she has, it was hard for Pria to miss her. It was harder still for the witch to resist her, the smaller devil pushing her forwards and Pria stepping along to follow the pressure against her back. “B-But, I’m di-” “Ah-ah. We won’t tell a soul~” Shine cuts off Pria’s protest with a finger to the witch’s lips.
 
 
  Pria remains apprehensive for a moment, but the hands upon her belly and the finger on her lips give rise to another grrrrnnnn from her empty stomach. A sound that was impossible to miss, and for Pria a pain that was growing impossible to ignore. When Pria next parts her lips, it’s not to voice her concerns but rather to simply catch Shine’s finger with her teeth, pushing her mouth down around the digit to steal a small, pure taste of the woman laid bare before her.
 
 
I’m going to have to run so many laps after this.
 
 
  The witch knew she’d have hell to pay, but at this point she simply couldn’t help herself. The audible gasp from the other three women around her only plunged her thoughts further towards satisfying herself thoroughly. And with it, Shine finds a hand upon her other arm, pulling it forwards and guiding the twin’s hand to the witch’s mouth. She was ecstatic, Shine biting upon her bottom lip as she gives in without any fight to her fate. The next sound of joy from Shine comes a touch garbled however, a thick glaze of pink sugary jam getting poured over her head by the twin beside her. The scent of strawberry quickly fills the air as the jam is drizzled over Shine, covering her back and sides, and spilling over her face to drip all over her bare chest.
 
 
  Pria was done for, her love for that sweet flavor awakening the hunger in her middle in full force. And so too was Shine done for, the next moment feeling a slick tightness around her hands, one forceful tug pulling her up to her elbows into Pria’s mouth and shoving her hands down the witch’s throat. So warm and squishy, yet so powerful and tight, a moan leaves Shine’s mouth as the hands on her arms move to her sides and another pull brings the top of her head to Pria’s lips.
 
 
  In the very next moment, Pria’s senses are overwhelmed with the sweet taste of sugary syrup and a wave of pleasure, her throat bulging out with the stretched outline of Shine’s expression. She could feel the twin’s fingers already pushing into her stomach, already dipping into the digestive juices that were to be her end. And it felt so good. She couldn’t stop herself as the muscles squeezing around Shine’s head relax only to contract again, slrping down the woman until her body was visible between the valley of Pria’s breasts.
 
 
  Gulp, the witch’s tongue suddenly finding itself between Shine’s thighs, lapping at the flow of dew wetting her lips and mingling with the strawberry syrup all over her. Eyes in Pria’s sockets roll back at the taste of climax washing over her tongue and wetting her throat, her body shivering with a groan of delight and helping to cause her swollen stomach to jiggle with the first signs of Shine filling out her pudge. Glrk, another swallow leaving the steamy hot breath on Shine’s feet as hands pushing the twin in are finally kissed by the closing of Pria’s lips.
 
 
  With a choked sound, Sun and the devil watch as Shine’s toes wiggle down Pria’s throat, and the witch’s stomach swells outwards with a squirming slosh. “BRRRRRAAAAAAP” Pria’s mouth opens wide as a belch shakes her being, rippling across her flabby flesh and briefly drowning out the constant swirling slosh in her stomach. “Sh-She’s, ooooh~ I can feel her moving still~” Many hands move across the stretched flesh of Pria’s gut, both her own and the Suncubus’ still behind her, massaging the squirming form of Shine plunging fingers into herself repeatedly in the soup of Pria’s belly.
 
 
  “Why is she always first.” Sun grumbles to herself, trying to be upset but unable to deny the ache in her loins. The wetness growing between her legs and starting to pool on the counter beneath her. “The jealousy makes you sweeter, silly thing.” The demon offers with a small laugh, tail swaying hypnotically behind her while her hands move up to Pria’s head. It doesn’t take much pressure up there for the witch to be persuaded to fall to her knees. Little wet kisses fill the air along with Sun squeaking out in surprise, Pria kneeling down to taste each flittering toe one after the other, leaving them warm and shimmering in a thin sheen of saliva.
 
 
  Sun’s breath hitches when the teasing tongue circling and sliding between her toes is felt along the sole of her foot, a long warm drag that has her squirming in place. “Looks like someone is hungry. Should stop playing with your food, plump witch~” The Suncubus trills out, her hands pushing against Pria’s head again just as the witch opens her mouth, causing her to suddenly swallow up Sun’s foot and up to her calf without meaning to. A harsh hrrgk of Pria choking at first, though the sound is dampened by the blanket sound of Sun singing out her cry of ecstasy.
 
 
  Filling her belly again felt all too good for Pria to let a short loss of breath pause her, nor would Sun let her. With one foot in the grave, Sun is quick to offer its mirror to meet the same fate, shoving her other foot down Pria’s gullet as the witch’s maw opens to try and suck in a gasp of air. Not a moment of break, her esophagus bulging out with the twin’s feet rolling within it. Everything that Sun desired, a whimpered moan warming the air above her lips trailing down with her falling back onto the island. Laying down upon the cold granite surface, one of her hands sliding down to plunge digits into her drenched sex while her other grips at her flat chest. Before she knew it, she was smearing more syrup across her body with each movement meant to pleasure herself, spreading the sticky glistening sugar so that every touch of her fingers upon herself was slick and slimy.
 
 
  The slippery state of her body was heavenly, a taste of what was to come also making it easier for her to slide across the counter. Each inch lost on her bed of stone and sugar is another inch being encased in the blazing heat of Pria’s insides. Each inch is made with Pria’s hands climbing up the twin’s body, pulling her in one handful at a time, one salacious howl at a time. Hands upon her thighs, upon her ass, upon her sides, losing more and more of herself as a feast for a very hungry witch. When did she first climax? Was it when her hips finally were being hugged by Pria’s maw, her petals feeling the blazing, misty pants of Pria washing over them? Or was it when her legs were forced into Pria’s stomach, feeling Shine within latching onto her to help pull her in? A moment after, hearing the fabric trying to contain Pria’s growing blubber split across every seam and rip open, the witch’s belly spilling free from its confines and touching with a heavy sound upon the floor?
 
 
  Perhaps it was each moment that wet Pria’s squeezing muscles in the twin’s honey, leaving Sun breathing rapidly while her fingers frantically pushed past her folds, spreading a sloppy coating of her nectar to her keep descending into the warm cavern of Pria’s gut. Another shriek of euphoria comes from Sun as her eyes roll back in her head, looking up above at the counter that is now standing tall above her. The last thing her hazy eye falls upon in the light before the fingers upon her forehead finish pushing her into Pria’s mouth. Lips close and plunge the twin into darkness, her moans still audible in Pria’s distended throat and through the final gulp that swallows her with a splash.
 
 
  Looking down at herself, Pria could see easily why her stomach was practically turning over within her, the twin sisters beginning to churn in her gut spending what will be their last moments in these bodies pressed up against one another in bliss. Utilizing their last minutes to bring one another to greater heights, and helping to cause the growling gurgles of Pria’s stomach to grow louder with the agitation. Getting aid in their digestion, inside and out, as the Suncubus’ hands fall upon her turgid belly to massage the twins bloating her. “Say the words, darling~”
 
 
  The words? Pria’s hands across her stomach pause as she looks back, mouth hanging agape with plumes of moist breath spilling out, trying to understand what the demon means. She knew of spells that could help her break down the masses of meat squirming inside her, but they required sigils to be drawn. And she was in no state to concentrate on crafting such ornate symbols, not while her mind was a fuzzy sea of ecstasy. Unless… Her eyes turn down to the Suncubus’ deft digits massaging her tummy, finally realizing those fingers pushing into her oversized gut were also smearing chocolate across her skin to craft the images required.
 
 
  Damned crafty demon. She’d thought the succubus was only a means to help the twins, not that she was in on this too. Absentmindedly, Pria begins to mumble the desired incantation, each word causing her stomach to bubble and bellow, the bubbling gurgles echoing in the room mixed with the howls of pleasure both within and from the witch. When her spell ends, the sound dims for only a moment before coming to a boil. The swell of her stomach rapidly begins to diminish, her empowered gut melting down the twins into a slurry of nutrients in mere seconds rather than hours. An enriching slushy of nutrients made out of her own personalities, getting digested just as swiftly as the people were turned into snacks.
 
 
  Yet their pleasurable demise wasn’t without benefit, as the digestion of the twin soup ends up showing all over Pria’s figure. Her thighs and hips take on a new, much wider size as the spell continues to absorb the twins. A squishy layer of fat upon her ass jiggling as she tries to sit up, falling back upon her bountiful butt to make room for her rotund belly. Thick blubber that pudges out between the Suncubus’ still kneading digits, the demon’s fingers getting lost to the plush softness of the witch’s new potbelly. Even her breasts had grown again, each heavy orb gaining several sizes to the point where they no longer just filled hands but overflowed them. Pria couldn’t simply leave them as they were, the tattered dress she still wore stretching to its limits to try and contain her chest, until the witch’s hands undo a single button and seal the fabric’s fate.
 
  RRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIPPP
 
 
  In a single moment, what remains of her blouse tears and the remaining buttons become entirely superfluous. Her massive mounds break free of the top and fall against her fattened belly, leaving only her skirt to remain stretched taut around her widened waist and enlarged ass. The witch didn’t feel distraught however, instead breathing a sigh of relief now that her body was not being squished against itself, and the little devil’s hands hefting up her tits could be felt in their fullness. In her fullness, soft murmured moans slipping free from her lips as hands sink deep into her massive tits, breasts rolling easily over the massaging grip kneading soft orbs of flesh.
 
 
  “W-Wait, let me turn.” Pria stammers after a moment, forgetting at first that she was still sat awkwardly on the floor staring at a counter side. “If you insist~” The demon squishes Pria’s tits together with her palms before dragging her fingers along the witch’s skin up to her shoulders, leaving behind small trails of frayed flesh from her pointed nails. Hands remain touched ever so barely to Pria as the woman swivels about, one hand finding the counter while the other balances her against the floor. A once easy maneuver taking more effort and strain thanks to new heft on her ass and thighs squished to the floor.
 
 
  In the end though, Pria still manages to lean back against the island, breathing out a sigh of relief now that the claustrophobic view has opened up to the rest of the room. The joy of the witch turning isn’t exclusive to her however, not when the Suncubus bounces into her plush lap to lean into Pria’s engorged belly. One could practically see the stars in the devil’s blue eye, her expression glowing with joy. “Well well well~”
 
 
  “Just look at you~!” The Suncubus cheers as she puts her hands on Pria’s rotund middle, her fangs showing in a massive smile. Simply squeezing the folds of Pria’s stomach at first before pushing her palms deep into the woman’s fatty tum. Taking large handfuls of the witch’s blubber and kneading the plump doughy middle, the demon staring in blissful delight at how her hands sink into the woman with excess flesh pudging out between her digits. There was something truly enamoring about indulging in the woman’s pliable belly, something that got the Suncubus’ heart fluttering and added a soft fiery tinge to her breaths.
 
 
  She wasn’t alone in enjoying it, the digits digging into her causing the witch to squirm beneath the domineering demon. Little wispy moans continue to spill forth from the woman, warming her up inside and bringing a rosy heat to her cheeks that she couldn’t deny. It felt good to have her overworked gut massaged and fawned over as such. So for a moment her eyes close and she simply leans back, letting the Suncubus has her fun with her stomach while she rests her head against the wooden counter behind her.
 
 
  Only for a brief moment does it remain so simply pleasant, the tiny mewls of content being interrupted by the sudden interjection of a gasp. Alert once more, Pria looks down to see the devil’s face pushed into her breast, hot breath spilling over her teat as lips envelope the hard nub, while a rough hand has moved on from her belly to roughly handle her other breast. When the devil had pushed up in her lap, Pria hadn’t noticed, but now her attention was swiftly locked to the ministrations of the demon. It was impossible to ignore them, to ignore the fanged teeth biting down and tugging at her nipple, at the knuckles catching its mirror in a rough pinch while massaging her chest.
 
 
  It grew even more alluring when she notices the woman’s hips grinding against her belly, a small sheen of demonic honey being spread across her pliant skin. “M-Maybe, ah~ Should let you eat them next time~” Pria mumbles between her soft pleasure pants, lifting a hand to gently brush back the devil’s hair. A soft gesture that is responded to with a sudden pull, the demon suckling upon her treat harshly and drawing a long, low call of delight. Her breasts being treated so lavishly came as a step above the prior adoration of her figure, one she happily basked in before the devil pulled away with a sloppy pop.
 
 
  And in the next moment, those lips were pressed to Pria’s, a sudden and intoxicatingly deep kiss. The witch’s eyes roll back as the demon’s tongue pushes against her own, a small dance sharing the subtle tastes of saliva tinted with the lovely sweet strawberry that still lingered upon Pria’s tongue. An alluring taste for the demon, causing her to push harder into the locking of their lips, pouring her passion into stealing each hint of sweet syrup that she can. Missing the gurgling sound of the gut beneath her, too lost in her own throes of pleasure warming her drenched sex.
 
 
  Using a spell to turn Pria’s slurry of twins into fat upon her chest did wonders to drain her stomach again, while the hands upon her reminded her now that she was painfully empty inside. Leaving the witch hungry just like when she had first entered the kitchen. Now the taste of the demon upon her tongue was driving her mad, causing her arms to wrap around the little morsel of a bat, hugging her close into her plump body. Trapping the demon’s arms against her side, without the Suncubus considering exactly what she had done.
 
 
  Not until it was too late.
 
 
  In the moment, the devil thought Pria was parting her lips to take in a gasp of air, left breathless from a fit of passion. In the next, her single blue eye was wide watching the witch’s maw stretch far wider than for a simple inhale. And the second after, the demon was flailing, squirming and struggling against the bearhug squeezing her tight, her head enveloped entirely by the cavernous mouth of the witch. “YOU COW, LET ME OUT!” Comes a muffled scream, the demon doing everything in her power to save herself, even going so far as to thrash her tail like a whip trying to slap the witch.
 
 
  It was to no avail. Pria’s throat relaxes so that she can lean forwards, pushing the horned woman’s head into her esophagus and stretching her mouth around the Suncubus’ shoulders. “DON’T YOU DARE SWA- AH!” She dared, the hug loosening only so that hands can muscle arms against sides, gripping the demon fiercely to pick her up. Feet kick fruitlessly into the air, another glrk echoing in the demon’s ears as she sinks down again. Fingers grasp at straws, seeking anything, anywhere to grab.
 
 
  Before they’re swallowed up, Pria’s head thrown back to ease the Suncubus down her gullet. One more contraction of her throat and the demon’s feet are lost in the mouth of the witch. Finally, another hefty gulp, and the demon splashes into the acids of Pria’s stomach, distending the very stomach she was just fawning over, condemned to become more of the fat she loved seeing on Pria’s body. “BRRRRAAAAAWWWWWPPP!” A quaking belch that rumbled not only the witch but also her passenger and the counter she was against, sending little vibrations through all the extra squish she had taken on.
 
 
  “Now you’re right where you belong, little devil~ ” A rare taunt from the witch, her hands rubbing against the bumps and bulges briefly appearing on her tautly stretched stomach, the demon within trying to use hands and knees and anything she can to try and break free. Yet her fate was sealed, the witch slowly pushing herself back up to her feet to start meandering towards her room again. The weight of her stomach hanging low thanks to her little dessert made walking troublesome, but she felt so happily full now. “Keep struggling, you beast. I’m going to savor churning you into more fat on my front~”
 
 
  With a sharp squeak, the wooden chair Pria sat comfortably in just earlier in the night now strained to hold her. Her books once easy to lean over now have to be lifted, one hand holding up the heavy tome while her other rubs lovingly over the grand swell in her stomach keeping her away from the desk. She may have gotten more than she bargained for with her trip to the kitchen, but…
 
 
  She got everything she desired.