Petra wakes up

Petra woke slowly. She felt like she'd been hit by a truck. Everything hurt. She blinked trying to get the sleep out of her eyes. She was lying on her back, on a soft bed. She was staring up at the ceiling in the witch's cabin. Sunlight streamed in through a window. She tried sitting up, which wasn't easy given the protests from her muscles.

Eventually she managed. She felt a great weight on her chest and looked down. Yep...those were bigger. Even worse the ropes were still there, although her arms seemed to be free for the moment. The ropes formed a harness around her breasts and between her legs, but at the moment didn't actually restrict her movements. She looked around the cabin, she appeared to be alone.

She saw the witch's wardrobe and was tempted to borrow some clothes, but something in the back of her mind cautioned her not to. Taking things without asking from a witch was probably a bad idea. Instead she pushed open the door to the cottage and stepped into the forest naked.

Outside she saw a small campfire buring with all her companions sitting around it. The witch too of course. She leered at Petra, "Well don't you look gorgeous."

Petra saw the witch staring at her breasts and she tried to cover them with her hands, but the moment she did something strange happened. Part of the rope uncoiled from her body and whipped her hands.

"Ow!" She cried. Confused she tried again, to the same result. Defeated she crossed her arms under her breasts and the rope coiled around her again.

The witch laughed, "Yes...a side effect. The rope won't allow you to cover your chest. Not with clothes, not with your hands. Nothing."

Petra groaned. While she didn't have the same issues going topless that another woman might have she still didn't want to spend the next year being objectified.

"So what's up with her face? Is that permanent too?" Kelly asked, looking at the witch.

"My face? What's wrong with my face?" Petra asked worriedly.

The witch cackled, "More experiments my dear. I just made you a little prettier..."

"What did you do?" Petra asked harshly.

"Now now. Don't get your knickers in a twist...oh sorry...you can't wear any!" She laughed at her own joke, "I just tested some cosmetics on you. That's all. Permanent lipstick. It will never smudge, never leave a mark. Oh and it tastes like raspberries! And a little touch up around your face. You look amazing, don't fear."

Petra experimentally licked her lips. It did taste like raspberry...

"Fine. Is that all then?" Petra asked.

"Oh no. Not at all. You've been asleep for 3 days after all."

"...3 days..." Petra said slowly.

"Yes. Most of the experiment have worn off, no need to trouble you with the details. I did get what I wanted though so we are even for the magic I did. As I said the ropes will hold you for a year, but most of the time they will rest like they are now. Occasionally though there might be flare ups and you'll find your arms and legs restrained. If this happens you just need to have an orgasm and the ropes will go back to their current position."

"Just have..." Petra looked down. The ropes were completely covering her sex, "That might be easier said than done. Oh wait, Gideon can..." Gideon's magic could **** orgasms, she wouldn't need to move the rope out of the way at all. She'd forgotten about that, since it was rather unnerving to have an orgasm without the initial stimulation.

The witch cackled, "Kelly would you like to demonstrate?"

Kelly grinned, "Ok course." She touched a pendant around her neck and Petra shudder. It felt like that dildo penetrating her all over again, she fell to her knees as the phantom cock thrust back and forth within her, vibrating the whole time. Soon she closed her eyes and let the orgasm wash over her. Kelly laughed.

"See? I've given your leader the ability to control the ropes."

"Leader?" Petra said, shaking her head, "No she's not the..."

The witch ignored her, "I've also given her a supply of cream. It must be applied to your chest every night or you risk permanent injury. It's it extremely important that you don't resist. Dame Kelly has agreed to ensure your good health and you will let her. I can't have my magical efforts go to waste."

"Dame?" Petra whispered under her breath. Then louder, "No way I..."

The witch glared at her, "Silence!"

Petra found the words wouldn't come out. She opened her mouth but could not make herself speak. She frowned.

"Imagine my surprise when I discover it wasn't just the ropes, the whole lot of you carried quite a bit of cursed equipment. Well I've fixed all that. Including that necklace you wear.

I thought it was dangerous for it to be active all the time so I built in an off switch. Unfortunately that also turns off your voice. Oh well. Again I've entrusted it to Dame Kelly, only her and I can restore your voice."

Kelly smirked, "Speak. See, try it?"

"T-test..argh. Fine. You said you fixed the curses?" She looked around and realized there had been more than a few changes. Kelly wasn't wearing her cursed loincloth. In fact she had a new metal bikini on. Tiffany's clothes had changed colors, Zahara had a new gown. Tiffany was still naked so Petra quickly allowed the inksuit to spread out and cover more of her body.

"Sort of," The witch said. "Kelly was easy. I even sold her some replacement equipment. I'm surprised your priest hadn't already dispelled those curses. Anyway. Leanne was easy too. I actually enhanced their power which changed their color. If she was horny enough she could blow up a city.

Tiffany...well whoever cast that suit on her was far more powerful than I. I imagine to upgrade the protection it provides, but I can't remove it.

As for the dress you had, well you can't wear it now. I helped Zahara change it's appearance a little. It's quite a nice dress for a healer."

Gideon laughed, "And I am too wise to wear cursed equipment! Hahaha!"

Petra looked at Gideon closely, "Gideon are you..."

She shrugged, "I think I'm becoming more human. I don't know why. It's ok though. I'm still hot."

Petra nodded, "Right. So uh...what's the plan now?"

Kelly stood up, "Have a seat Petra. We'll move out after you eat and rest up a bit. Don't worry your pretty little head. I'm in charge now and I've got it all sorted." She winked at Petra.

Petra wanted to argue, but didn't have the energy. She moved to sit where Kelly has been and took a plate of food that Tiffany offered her. She sighed, how had things gone so wrong? She looked up at Kelly, who was talking to the witch. Let her play leader for now, Petra would regain everything sooner or later, she was sure of it.