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.
 
 
  Pria was growing discontent with simply sitting on the floor however, wanting to get to her feet and better inspect just how much weight the two had put on her. “Urrrg… Help me up… Please.” Hands grasp at the edge of the counter, a place for the witch to anchor herself and slowly pull herself back up to her feet. Asking meekly for the help of the Suncubus, and in a sense she does get it. The devil’s hands upon her backside, shoving harshly into the plush of her asscheeks and sinking in deeply.
 
 
  A sharp grunt escapes from the witch, feeling as though she’d just been tackled into the island. She was standing at the very least, and feeling that impact not only digging into her behind but causing her stomach to spill onto the cold granite surface. “T-Too hard!” Complains the witch, but Pria’s yelp falls upon deaf ears. With Pria standing again, the devil’s thoughts were entirely upon her prize in all of this. The bountiful ass pushed out just for her, the thick fatty behind that she could just fall into if not for the strained skirt hiding it from her.
 
 
  Hands move from the witch’s plush to instead grab at the band of her dress, fingers hooking around the waistband to start shimmying it downwards. A process that even Pria could agree with, swaying her hips back and forth as well as she could to help, until the worn fabric became a puddle of textiles on the ground. Leaving the woman entirely exposed at last, her flabby flesh on full display for the only other remaining personality to see. With great joy did the devil see her too, stars practically within the Suncubus’ eye as her breath is taken away.
 
 
  She blamed it on their baker dearest for why such large women delighted her so, but hardly was that a bad thing. Small marks adorn the Suncubus’ lower lip as she finally remembers to free it from her bite, letting a gleeful giggle fill the air. “Now it’s my turn to feast~” Sings the batty woman, her wings a flutter as she puts her hands back to Pria’s plump bottom. Fingers idly knead into the doughy flesh, parting the witch’s cheeks so that she might press her face between them. Lips push to Pria’s tight hole with a wet slrp, the devil digging in just as she had wanted. Tongue shoves past her lips, and the dextrous appendage burrows deep into Pria’s asshole, causing the witch to cry out from the sudden intrusion.
 
 
  Howling above the moist messy kiss that the Suncubus kept with the witch’s backdoor, the demon’s tongue lashing against her insides and her fingers filling with massaged heft keeping Pria’s sound of delight loud and constant. Perfectly hiding the soft whimpered pants of euphoria that the demon mutters, filling the hot breath being lost between meaty cheeks enveloping her head. Lost in the moment, just as her face was lost in the task of tasting Pria’s squeezing walls. So lost that she couldn’t notice Pria’s knees starting to shake, nor the subtle sound growing within the enlarged woman’s flabby tum.
 
 
  Grrruulll.
 
 
  “D-Deeper~” the witch moans out a needy request, one that she doesn’t leave up to the devil’s choice. Bending her knees slightly, the witch manages to reach a hand behind herself to grab the tangled mess of blonde atop the demon’s crown. Taking a handful of knots to pull the Suncubus even closer, feeling the little nub horns adorning her pushing against her backside, groaning out as the demon takes to the pull so easily. But it wasn’t enough. She wanted more. She wanted to feel full again.
 
 
  With another tug of golden locks, the witch can feel her backdoor start to stretch and take in more than just the demon’s tongue. The demon’s lips pulled into her pucker, slick with the demon’s own saliva helping the next pull suck in the whole of the batty woman’s head. Already did she start to feel fuller, though the pain in her empty stomach wasn’t satisfied with so little of the pushy woman.
 
 
  Nor was the Suncubus happy with the sudden turn of events. The demon wanted to eat out the witch’s ass, not be eaten by it! And when she finds her head suddenly being squeezed on all sides by the squelchy wet tunnel of Pria’s backside she began to panic. Hands once pushing into Pria’s fattened ass instead try to push against, to pull her free from the sudden suction of the hungry witch, while feet scramble against the floor in an attempt to find purchase on anything.
 
 
  But it was futile. If Pria knew or cared about the devil’s want to live, it was irrelevant. The squirming simply felt too good, the demon thrashing against her insides like a turbulent sea of pleasure constantly crashing waves into her. Yet she still needed more. Hand once clasped to gilded hair instead takes a handful of the demon’s coat just between her wings, ensuring her grip was ironclad before lifting the demon off of her feet.
 
 
  Yessss~! It was heavenly, feeling her asshole gape so that it can accommodate the little woman’s shoulders. Greedily filling her ass with the Suncubus and putting to an end some of the devil’s shoving, as the squeeze of her sphincter now pins her arms against her body. Though her fingers still grasp at air, searching for anything to prevent her from being sucked in, it was far too late now. Already could the demon feel the pulsing heat around her begin to relax and contract to slurp her up to her waist, her body beginning to bloat out the witch’s stomach once more.
 
 
  Pria’s rippling thighs shimmer with the first climax brought on by her dessert, legs trembling as her new weight and the pleasure coursing through her robs her knees of any semblance of stability. Legs buckle suddenly, causing the gluttonous woman to slip. At first she isn’t entirely sure what has happened, how falling back landed the demon’s feet suddenly on the floor and dropped the witch’s full weight upon them. Her mind was ablaze with a sudden highlight blasting through her, feeling in an instant her stomach expand as her weight slamming into the floor forced the demon all the way into the gurgling slosh of her gut. “Urrrgh-” A confused groan but a satisfied one, hands rubbing over the squirming stretched skin swollen up before her, pushing down the thrusting feet and elbows of her little snack trying to claw free.
 
 
  “Was time for my feast~” Pria trills to herself, wobbling as she clambers back to standing, needing to latch to the counter more than once to keep the flailing demon churning in her belly from throwing her back to the floor. Whatever swears or insults being slung at her from within find themselves muted by the satisfied rumbling of Pria’s stomach. “Mmm… No quick way out for you, you beast. Now settle down and turn into more of the fat on my ass you enjoy so much~”
 
 
  Her stomach might not be as settled as she might have hoped from this trip to the kitchen, but as Pria makes her way back to her room and to her studying, she can’t say she didn’t get exactly the sort of snack she needed.