Deciding James' Fate

James squatted frozen in place with his hand wrapped around his marble stone dick with no way of pleading his case here. He just had to hope Dorothy went easy on him. Though being trapped in a state of intense arousal he also found this scenario extremely hot. It was very confusing.

"I'll take you upstairs and see what the others want to do about you"

Dorothy waved her hand once more at James and he felt himself reducing in size whilst remaining unable to move a muscle. The witch picked up the six inch tall erotic ornament James had been reduced to and held him at eye level with a cruel smirk.

"You were just about to cum weren't you. It seems my timing was impeccable"

James was carried up to the other witches almost as triumphantly as if he were a trophy "I discovered what was taking Toad so long!"

There was a mixture of giggling and gasps as the statuette of James was placed on the middle of the dining table. As James felt his tiny, naked body being stared at by seven beautiful women he hated how much this perilous situation was turning him on.

"So he was just down there masturbating?" Abigail asked.

"Do we really want to keep a pervert like that around here?" another witch wondered out loud.

"Someone had probably enchanted James, I mean Toad, for a prank" Chloe attempted in his defence. Leilani remained silent.

The conversation then turned to James' fate and he could do nothing at all to influence it, just squat in place waiting to hear the outcome.

"If I were to restore Toad to full size I know more than one, shall we say art enthusiast, who would pay us good money for him like that" Dorothy suggested coldly.

"That does seem a bit harsh" Leilani countered with a trace of guilt "How about we donate Toad to a shop at his current size as an erotic piece? One of us can retrieve him from wherever he has got to in a couple of weeks when I'm sure he will have learned his lesson"

"I'll take him" Chloe offered "I'll keep him as he is now in my room as an ornament for as long as we decide to punish him for. That way he won't get lost"

"Well, I suppose we had better come to a decision" Abigail shrugged as she emptied another glass of wine.