EVA is Beatrice! (Pink Trigger's Power >5,999)

"This is nuts... This makes no seeense!!" Battler yelled, clutching his blindfolded head in his hands while yelling. It might seem over-dramatic, but there was no humor in his voice. "You're the same person, right?! But just now... your body felt... Agh, dammit! There's no other way! You really are... the Golden Witch, Beatrice!"

I heard the wind rattling the windows from the growing storm outside. The room seemed to grow cold. It was as if... it was acknowledging the presence of the witch.

Suddenly, the power went out. I could tell because the boombox I'd brought in suddenly stopped playing music. At the same moment, the strange draft blew my candle out. I thought I'd have to fumble for a light switch, but that turned out not to be necessary. In no time at all, the room had filled with golden butterflies. As they settled on their master, her form was revealed to me. Battler saw her at the same time, as she whipped the blindfold from his eyes.

The young man's jaw hung open as he stared at the young woman in his lap without comprehension.

EVA glanced back at him with low-lidded eyes, an amused grin creeping across her face like a snake from a hedge. "Hiiiiii! It's me, Be-a-tric-e! Was it good for you too, lover?" She planted a kiss on his stunned cheek, then rose from his lap. The young woman was a startling bit of eye-candy, wearing little more than a thong, high heels, and a smile. She waved her hand through the air, then, in a shower of sparkles, summoned a golden staff which was as tall as she was once she planted the butt on the floor.

"But... I felt it... did I imagine it...? Wait, no, forget that? What are these... bugs? Where did that..." Battler's words stopped coming as he stared forward in disbelief, feeling his hold on reality unraveling.

"Ah, don't worry about all that! There's no sense in trying to comprehend it with your puny little imagination. Really, you have no capacity for fantasy at all, do you, Battler? I had to do all the 'heavy lifting,' huhuhahahaha!! Well, at least your passion and your good dick were enough to make up for it. Thanks to you, I have arrived! Call me EVA-Beatrice, human!"

"EVA?! No way! No way, this isn't possible!" Realization dawned on Battler as his eyes grew wider and wider. "In those old family photos... Eva looked just like this... are you telling me you're my aunt Eva?! W-we fucked, and now you're a witch?! What the hell is going on?!?"

"Yes, Battler. That's exactly right. You fucked your aunt, and now, I'm a witch," EVA told him, not looking particularly upset about it. "I owe you a favor, don't I? You paid me so much money, after all! Let's see..."

Far from aroused, Battler looked downright terrified. I saw him rise from the seat, then run for his life, trying to reach the door...

His legs began to tread empty air as they left the floor. No, not just the floor... he was sliding out of his pants and underwear as well, which fell on the floor as the body giving them form left them. Unable to form words, Battler rotated through the air until he was floating in a horizontal position, his dick hanging unceremoniously below him.

"Aha! That's right! You asked me earlier, right? You asked me if I could give you oral sex that would convince you I'm a witch! Well, I'm toootally confident right now, Battler. And, frankly, I still don't get the idea that you're fully convinced."

"No way." Battler shook his head, dripping cold sweat onto the floor as the kinky witch began to fondle his balls. He was floating so high off the ground that she could stand under him and reach out, as if she were plucking fruit from a tree. "No way, no way, let go of me, let me gooo!! I get that you're a witch, okay?! You're Beatrice, I admit it! So... don't... Gueh!!"

EVA gripped the man's balls more tightly with a sadistic smile, allowing golden magic to course from her hands, surround the young man's member, and get it more erect than she'd managed to in her previous body. "Restoration magic is pretty handy!" She turned her head to me, finally acknowledging me with big blue eyes that made me shiver. "Super cool, huh?! Real witches like me can turn humans into tasty treats whenever we want!!"

With no more foreplay, and despite Battler's screams, EVA's grin opened up like a viper's and swallowed Battler's vertically-oriented pole, plunging it deep into her throat as she bobbed her head. I'd never seen or imagined anything like it. She didn't... look human...

For his part, Battler let out an inhuman yell as EVA milked a second helping from his body with her mouth.

The witch held it in her mouth, then stepped in front of Battler's face and opened it in a lewd, grotesque grin that showed all of her cum-stained teeth, her tongue falling out to show him exactly how much he'd released. "Aaaahn~!" EVA spat it out onto the floor, then wiped her mouth and sneered. "Mmm, you're really pretty goooood, Battler! I have no idea how you got a flavor this nice from rotten old Rudolf. Well, with that, I've decided! I'll satisfy my lust with you as many times as I want. That's half of my needs taken care of... Whew! It's been a heaping helping of sex, hasn't it?"

"Aunt... EVA..." Battler muttered with dead eyes, looking like something other than semen had left his body.

"Ah yeah, about that. You've gotta stop calling me 'Aunt,' okay? I'm your same age, it's groooss!" The short witch cackled again. "So, that's one half of my magic fun done. Now I wanna try the other part and decide which is more fun! Since Battler's gonna stick around as my personal milk jug, that means you're up, Player."

...

... Ah... I... get it. I suppose... I can't tell you I'll help with your rituals, instead?

"Oh, sure! You'll help with my rituals as practice," EVA told me with a curling grin, curling her eyes into slits, curling her fingers around her staff... her red web beginning to curl around my body.

Why...?! L-let me take his place, he doesn't even want it...! I'll give it to you whenever you want, EVA...!!

"Oh? But you're not the player, Player. Those were the rules of the game, right? Hihihaahaa, you're remembering now! I see it on your stupid face! You chose to back ME, remember? The cruelest witch of them all! But we agreed you don't get to do any of the sexy stuff, remember? Hey, are you remembering now? Aren't you glad you went all - the -way with a cute, lovable witch like me, the real Beatrice?! Uhuhu- AAAhahahahahaha!!" The witch laughed so hard her sides must have been hurting, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as her cum-stained lips stretched into a shameless grin in the light of her familiars. "Hahahahuu! Heeehk kuhah ghk!!" EVA suddenly choked, then disgustingly spit up a glob of leftovers that had gotten in her throat.

I had a last laugh at her expense, then died and revived, as many times as she wanted, until she was satisfied. That's what this story is about, you see.

Ah... I love EVA-Beatrice.

Even this part.