The Witch's Forest

It was a late Halloween night when a bunch of half drunk, half stoned college students did something very, very stupid. They found an old creepy “Spellbook” in the library and decided to follow the ritual. They were supposed to summon a witch who would help them by granting their wishes. Instead these boys unleashed dark magic well beyond their means and doomed their very existences. This is their foolish story.

The six friends James, Kevin, Conrad, Alex, Peter, and Tristan had shown up here in the library with nothing better to do. None of them had been invited to any of the many Halloween parties going on around campus. Instead here they were, getting drunk and exploring their school's old library building.

To put it simply the guys were losers, and with nothing better to do on a Saturday night they decided to explore the abandoned section of the school's library. A building that supposedly had been around since the school's founding over a hundred years ago. The building looked old and decrepit as they ventured into the locked and sealed off part of the building. This area had been closed to the public for the last few years after an earthquake had made the building unsafe.

Of course a few signs telling them not to go down here wasn't gonna stop this group of drunken idiots as the made their way down into the old research labs. Their half drunken brains telling them to go further and see what all treasures were hidden down here. At least that way they wouldn't have wasted their entire evening, or so they thought.

They finally reached the end of the musty basement corridor and found the supposedly locked research room door. The door which should have been locked shut was slightly ajar. The door frame having warped over the years and leaving the entire room completely open. The boys stepped into the room filled with the smell of old damp books. A room that had clearly seen better days as shelves and shelves of water damaged materials looked inward.

The guys looked around the dilapidated room. They saw what had probably been some kind of research annex seeming to be falling apart at the seams. In their inebriated state they figured they'd stepped into some kind of underground lair. Certain to find some kind of hidden treasure as they poked around and searched the old musty room.

As they looked around it was Alex who first found something as he opened up a drawer on the desk near the wall. Looking inside the compartment was one of the few intact pieces of paper in the room. A manifest listing the rooms current inventory and the fact that an old collection of supposed witchcraft tomes were being stored in here.

"Hey, I think I found what used to be in this room. Keep an eye out for any spooky tomes." He called out to the rest of the group between his own stifled laughter. He was pretty sure that any valuable tome would have been taken long before the room fell to ruin like this, but it seemed in the mood for Halloween to at least hint at something supernatural.

Unfortunately his inside joke didn't seem to translate very well to his drunken friends as he watched several of them beginning to climb the already precarious shelves in search of the supposed treasure. The group watched as Conrad and Tristan began racing to see who could climb the shelves fastest. Neither of them hearing the splintering sound coming from the shelves as they hoisted themselves up higher and higher.

Conrad reached the top first as he stood atop the shelf and crowned himself victor. Looking down at his friends below from his vantage point. Tristan followed shortly behind him as they looked over what lay up top. Their eyes settling on something shiny wedged against the back of the shelf and the wall. Conrad shifted his phone flashlight towards the spot and saw an old leather bound book with shiny silver inlay wedged between the wall and the shelf. His arm moved automatically as he reached for it. However his motion was interrupted by the shelf shifting under their weight.

CRASH

The entire shelving unit crashed to the ground with a loud clatter. The sounds of splintering wood and thudding filled the air. Dust choked the 6 guys as they stood around in a drunken stupor while watching the collapsed shelf.

Conrad picked himself up out of the debris as he felt the ache of falling through the wooden shelf. He briefly checked his body and was glad that he didn’t see any stakes stabbed into himself. He’d definitely have some massive bruises in the morning, but otherwise he had come out fine. And better yet he had managed to grab the book on the way down.

He quickly pulled the book out and began examining it now that he was on the ground. Calling the other guys over so that they could look it over in the light of their phones flashlights. It was a clearly old leather bound book with silver inlay on the corners. Without opening the book they could already tell that the pages were old rough paper. Written in elaborate cursive on the book’s opening page were the words Liber Spirituum.

“Woah, check it out, I think we found an actual spell book.” Conrad called out as he began to flip through the pages of the book. The other boys began to crowd around and saw to their disbelief that he was right. The inside of the book was filled with writing in old English and latin. Every few pages would be a diagram that made no sense but seemed to be depicting rituals of some kind.

“What, this has gotta be fake.” Came the reply from James, but even he was curious as more and more of the pages seemed to look real. The boys continued to huddle around the book as they flipped through it. They stopped when they reached a page depicting a strange circle and an illustration of what appeared to be a very voluptuous woman.

“Damn, they even have succubus summoning rituals in this thing. Hey Kevin, you’re good with languages and stuff. Tell us what this says.” Conrad said as he pushed the book into Kevin’s hands.

“Fine, fine. Just let me read it. Uh. Okay, I think this says something about the witches seal. And that the witch will grant desires. Honestly my old english is terrible so I’m only getting like every other sentence. But the ritual itself seems pretty simple. Just a circle of salt and some chanting in Latin.”

“So it is a prank item then. I mean who would come up with a stupid ritual like that.” James called out to the others.

“I mean we would probably come up with a stupid prank like this.” Peter answered, finally having the courage to speak up.

“True it’s probably a prank, but we also have nothing better to do tonight. Unless y’all want to keep exploring a damp basement.” Tristan replied as though giving them a reason to do something stupid with the night.

The boys looked at each other and then back at the book. Their minds racing and wondering about what they should do. And in the back of each of their minds was a nagging thought. What if this is real. So with a shrug of their shoulders the six guys decided it would make for a memorable Halloween to attempt the ritual.

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It took about an hour for Kevin to completely translate the page on the ritual. In that time the boys set up a base camp in the cellar room. Moving old furniture out of the way and clearing an area for the circle. They then gathered the materials with Peter grabbing an entire bag of salt and Conrad coming in with some candle that the ritual didn’t need but he said would add to the atmosphere.

So they began to set up the ritual in the basement. A circle of salt and candles placed around the edges. They placed the book in the center so all of them could see it and stood around the circle. Finally they started to repeat the phrases written in the book

Aperi Silvam

Sigillum frange

Voca Sagam

They repeated these phrases three times as they waited to see if anything would happen. When they finished nothing appeared to have happened. The boys all started to laugh and point at each other at the ridiculousness of them thinking it would actually work.

However their laughter was soon interrupted as black smoke began to rise off the book. A small line at first but quickly growing into a massive column. The candles extinguished as the thick smoke spread throughout the room and started to choke everything in shadows. The boys tried to look around in panic but soon even their sight was masked by the darkness.

They found themselves covered in complete darkness as they felt something like wind rushing past them. Their sense of direction seemed to stretch towards infinity as they could no longer tell what was up or down any more. It felt like they were falling for an eternity when suddenly they felt a rush of gravity and the six of them collapsed on the ground.

Looking around they found that they were no longer in the library that they’d been in before. The room around them was now a strange stone brick room like a cellar. Shelves of books and trinkets lined the walls and in the corner there was a bubbling cauldron. Most notable was a skeleton chained to the wall as it hung there limply. In all honesty the room looked like it was a haunted house decorated for Halloween, but none of the decor had the fake cheesyness that would accompany such a place.

The boys sat there befuddled as they tried to get a grasp on the situation. Their eyes darted from each other's faces to the strange surroundings. Their thoughts are interrupted by the clacking sound of footsteps approaching. All eyes immediately went to the only door to the room. A thick wooden door that stood solidly before swinging open.

Striding into the room was a massive woman wearing the strangest most revealing clothing any of them had ever seen. Her outfit kinda looked like a slutty witches costume, but even more bizarre and revealing. She was massive standing at well over seven feet tall as she looked down on them. She had her front completely open with a stomach that seemed to stretch in front of herself and breasts the size of basketballs hanging on her chest. Her skin had a strangely greasy shine to it and showed off her jiggles with every step. Most noticeable of all was the gigantic 18 inch cock that stood at half mast between her legs.

“Hey, who are you? Where are we?” James stood in front of everyone as he pulled a small burst of courage. His legs were weak and shaking, but he still stood between his friends and this strange woman.

“MMMmmm, my my. What an interesting question. I should be asking you since you are the ones who did the ritual. You should know where you summoned yourself to, buuut since I don’t get treats like you all that often I suppose I can give some answers. My name is Melcora the black witch, and this place that you’ve summoned yourself to is known as the sealed forest. Though I suppose you’re specifically in my basement.”

The woman spoke with a deep sultry voice as she licked her lips. Her eyes looked over the boys in front of her as she sized them up like a predator. Her hands moving unconsciously as she lightly stroked her cock with one hand and touched her breast with the other.

“Wait, you’re the witch. The ritual was supposed to summon you to grant our desires right. Why did it bring us here?” Kevin got up and spoke. His eyes looking around in amazement at realizing that the magic was real. He also looked over at the woman in front of them and couldn’t help finding her strange body somewhat attractive. His eyes lingering on her exposed breasts and cock.

“Hhahahaha, I don’t know what ritual you all did, but I don’t grant anyone's desires but my own. Most likely you found some old ritual to try and draw out my powers, but with no powers of your own it just brought you right to my doorstep. And honestly I couldn’t be happier about that. It’s been so long since I’ve had new playthings to try out, and now I have six brand new ones.”

“Huh, what do you mean?” Peter asked as he and the rest of the boys got to their feet as well. Their minds nervous, but their eyes entranced by her swaying breasts and cock.

“What I mean is this.” She said and with a wave of her fingers Peter felt his body go rigid before some sort of force pulled him forward. His body finally stopped when he was on his knees underneath her massive cock. The smell of it filling his nose and stinging his eyes. The putrid combination of unwashed sweat and old cum. He was terrified but she just looked down with glee. Her hand continued to stroke until a small droplet of precum fell on top of him.

“But y’know, you all did go through the effort of the ritual so I suppose I don’t hafta start right away. Instead let's turn this into a bit of a game.” She waved her hand again and suddenly Peter could move once more as he shuffled away from her. She waved her hand again and a small hour glass appeared floating beside her. “I’ll give you till this hourglass runs out to flee or hide. Afterwards I’m gonna spend the rest of the night hunting you. Whoever I catch will immediately be my new plaything. But anyone who survives till daybreak will be allowed to go free, and I’ll even grant your wish since that’s why you tried this in the first place.”

They all stood there stunned as she just licked her lips and let the words sink in. Suddenly she flipped the hourglass and with that the boys all took off running. None of them having any idea of where to go, but knowing that anywhere would be better than here.