Witch Plump 4 (Patreon)

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Giggling to herself "Down the hatch!"  April exclaimed.  Though still quite warm she was able to easily neck long gulps over and over.  Barely taking time to breathe.  The warmth of the potion mixed with the warm feeling of its effect in a pleasurable symphony of sensations.  Her flesh pressed demandingly at the walls as she drank down gallons of liquid.  The sensation of a thousand thousand meals all at once invading her thoughts with each labored gulp.