Fat Witches

You wave your hand and nod your head, then you reach them. They must been around your age, at a close look. You of them is blonde, while the other has got red hair. Like most of the town they're both very fat. Maybe at least 500+ pounds each one. They're currently trying to push an iron barrel from the house to their basement.

"Can I give you a hand?" you say with a large smile.

They look to each other:"Really? We weren't hoping you would reply at all" one of the two says.

"Why?" you say in disbelief, unbuttoning and pushing up the sleeves of your shirt.

"You know, men here tends to be a little rude, with big girls like us" says the blond one.

You start pushing the barell. It's really heavy:"Uhfff....jerks uh? Well, lucky for you I was passing by. How would you have done otherwise?"

The two girls exchange another look:"We have our methods" the red one says with a little laugh.

You finally push the barell in front of the door:"Now the funny part...At my three ok?" The two girl nod.

"One....two....three" you say lifting the barell, making it standing. You hear some strange noise coming from inside.

You raise your eyebrows:"What's inside?"

The red one gives you a little smile:"Just some recipe we make....very strong"

"Uh? A liquor?" you think.

"Well then, let's see if I can push it with my shoulder now". You lay your arm on the barell and start pushing, using your legs as the leverage. After a few seconds the barell starts to move, and you enter the basement.

How's the basement?