A call from the witch

While you critically examine yourself in the mirror, the ringtone of your mobile phone startles you. While trying not to touch the cum stained clothes you carefully work it out of your skirts pocked.

"Hello?" confused you answer the call.

"Hey sweety, miss me?" the witch cheerfully replies.

Your perplexed silence is filled with her bubbly voice. "You have been quite some time into my challenge and are still not pregnant. Congratulations! It might interest you that there are very few over the time who have come as far as you. For every year since 1843 I play this little game with one unlucky guy. This year it's you. And let me tell you, I am very impressed! You had sex a few times already, and still managed to preserve an unblemished womb. You might actually be able to be the first one ever to win the challenge."

"I -", you try to say but the witch just talks over you.

"I remember the last one who got so far. Unlucky fella. With just 6 hours to go she was hiding in the bell tower of the local church when the pastor found her and tried to cast out the devil. Funny times..."

You use the little break in her sermon and blurt out "Let's make a deal!" before she can talk up again.

"A deal?" she sounds surprised. "Never has anyone asked me for a deal! Well, you got my attention. Make it count!"