Get out of dodge

Garris jumps up and climbs his way out of the nasty, under cleaned chimney and emerges on top of the building he was previously sleeping. Moonlight invades his eyes, his pupils shrivel up and he covers his face with his hand. As his eyes adjust, he takes in his surroundings, he’s on a cabin of sorts which is surrounded by a thick forest. He walks to the edge of the roof, noticing a small, slender figure near some type of cauldron. Despite no fire beneath it, the cauldron boils as the figure, who Garris now realizes is an elderly woman, throws in what was Garris’s sheath. It burns as soon as it contacts the water and the woman moans in pleasure as Garris watches her age go from 70 all the way to mid 30s, her slender figure now enhanced by voluptuous breasts and her ass now filling out her raggedy robes. She regrows rich blond hair, which stops at the base of her neck. He realizes the woman is very clearly a witch, yet is mesmerized by her beauty