Both Hansa and Gretal drifted off into a food-induced coma, despite both their bellies having painfully reached capacity. The witch only smiled. She lifted Hansa, took her to a small room, and set her down on the hay-covered floor. The witch felt at Hansa's bloated belly, noting the tautness and little amount of fat present. She locked the door behind her as she left to fetch the other girl.
Moving Gretal proved to be more difficult, as the far plumper child weighed much more than Hansa. With a grunt, the witch lifted her as well, and took her into another, similar room, setting her down onto the hay. This pig wouldn't need much encouragement to become a nice pot-bellied roast, but the smaller one would need to be force fed, most likely. The witch left the room, once again locking the door behind her as she walked toward the kitchen to start working on the next day's meals.
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