Ask the Cashier

The cute witch eyes you intently.

"Hey. How can I help you?" She asks in a sing song voice, which you find quite charming.

You ask her about where you might find a costume.

She plays confused.

"Sorry, Im not sure what the problem is?"

"I looked through all the racks, it's all just slutty uniforms."

"And?" She asks.

“Well I wish you had something I could wear!” You exclaimed.

Her eyes light up.

She puts a finger to her mouth, hungry eyes glow under the brow of her hat. "Wish granted!" She says with a whisper.

"What?"

"Your wish is granted." She repeats, clearly this time. Her melodic voice seems to echo off the walls. Bouncing around the inside of your head.

You suddenly become overwhelmingly dizzy, you struggle to stand. The rest of the shop seems to be slowly dimming, fading to black as the spotlight holds on just you and the witch in front of you.

She releases a soft moan, as if in pleasure, you feel your skin heat up under the spotlight, WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING??!

You go to move but your feet are stuck to the floor. The heat seems to be flowing up through them. You are beginning to sweat profusely.

You look to the cashier.

She's pulled her tits out of her top and is massaging them while softly moaning. Her eyes meet yours and she grins in pleasure, "Time for a costume change."

Your struggling does nothing. You are glued to the floor.

The heat from your body is suddenly so intense your clothes start to melt. Like a painting by Dali, your clothes turn to liquid and just drip down your body. You watch helplessly as the puddle of former clothes gathers around your feet, leaving you stark bollock naked in front of the witchy woman who licks her lips.

"We'll take your male costume, thanks." She says and clicks her fingers, the puddle suddenly jumps as if alive and snakes away from your feet to her, where she waits holding a clothes hanger. The liquid clothes snake leaps up and jumps onto the hanger, in mid-air somehow reassembling itself back to your clothes, hung neatly.

You don't have time to react as the witch is chanting now under her breath and staring intently at your naked body.

The heat returns making your skin feel like it's on fire, but where it was painful before, now it feels pleasurable. At least you think so, telling the difference is becoming harder and harder. Also you are becoming harder and harder. Your erect cock bounces in front of the witch.

She laughs and clicks her finger, a wave shoots through you. Your skin becomes more sensitive. And you can almost feel, it becomes softer. You clutch your face and where stubble was, now the skin is silky smooth. She clicks her fingers again, giggling madly. You feel your muscles spasm and then after a second of numbness you feel a total body weakness. Everything about you feels softer, weaker.

What's happening You try to scream.

"I'm just getting you ready for our costumes." She's says audibly struggling to contain her own excitement, she lets her own clothes disappear and stands before you naked.

She touches herself staring at you.

Your cock strains forward at the sight of her beautiful naked body. You feel another surge of sexual pleasure. This time its too much, the intense heat shoots up your cock and you can feel yourself orgasm.

Except you don't. Your dick throbs and bounces and you can feel an energy shoot from it, but no cum. Instead the heat seeps from your cock and as it bounces you can feel it shrink back down. First to its limp size, but then it keeps going, you feel the energy draining. Your cock turning to a humiliating microdick and still dribbling away.