Approach the creepy cottage.

You step quietly towards the front door. There are windows, but the blinds are shut. All around the outside are various plants and flowers. You wonder if you should knock, or try to creep inside, though with the smoke rising, someone must be home. You press your ear up against the door and listen closely. There's the sound of a muttering voice... creaking footfalls... and then laughter?

There's definitely a witch living here. It's going to be a creepy old hag, and she's going to devour me alive.

You nearly fall back from the door by the sudden burst of laughter. Oh no. That's Niki's voice. She's in there!

As you turn the knob, you push with your shoulder, and charge into the room. On the other end, you spot Niki chained up against the wall by both her ankles and her wrists. You move to draw your sword, but then you see the figure beside her, with a finger pressing up against your warrior's exposed side. She looks younger than you, is noticeably shorter, and has long white hair flowing down from a pointed black cap. Her outfit matches that of a witch's as well, though with the ragged skirt cut impractically short. She has a medium bust and socks that reach up to her knees. The witch looks up to you with mischievous blue eyes.

"Another guest?" she says with a high-pitched, coy voice. She cackles like a witch as well. "Stay where you are if you don't want to end up a newt."

"Kyle!" Niki calls out. "Sh-She's torturing me. You gotta get out while you still can. Her magic is powerful."

"That's right," says the witch. "And worst of all for her, I just found her most horrifying weakness. For such a tough warrior, she's extremely ticklish. Oh ho ho. I'm going to have so much fun here."

Niki subtly bites her lips, as if she's being put through some kind of anticipation tease. Her body trembles.

"Yes!" the witch once again shouts. "Tremble in terror. If your friend tries to save you, I'll turn you both into newts for the rest of your lives. Maybe I'll make one of you into a stew. So just stay there, sweetie. There's nothing you can do."

She draws her petite fingers down the warrior's quivering, burning-hot body. She wiggles her fingers, kneading them in, and Niki flails wildly, still bound by chains. Her hips shake left and right, and she giggles loud enough to scare away the birds outside. Her breathing is loud as well, and increases in speed as things continue. Between her laughter, she moans helplessly, as the sensation takes her over--being trapped, with no way to fight back, all while someone tickles her relentlessly. You can see it in her eyes that she's falling completely to the mercy of her desires.

She doesn't want to be saved... but we need to get back eventually. And who knows how long the witch will actually do this for?

"Are you... getting excited from this?" the witch asks, eyeing the girl up and down. She then turns to you, and you shrug.

"N-No," Niki mutters under her breath. "I can take more. Go ahead. Do your worst."

The witch ponders for a moment. Then, she walks right up to you--head at the height of your chest. "Look at me," she says.

You look down, and she immediately blows dust from her hand into your face. You ****, and you start becoming dizzy.