Something small

You must have stumbled into Alicia's collection of items taken from other adventurers. You can't help yourself, and opening one of the drawers directly next to you, you find what you're looking for- a small and unmarked ring made out of a light gray metal, likely silver. There's no defining features such as a gemstone, though there does appear to be a pattern engraved into the outside circle, however you don't get a good look before you hide it away, eager to make it back to the couch.

Slipping it between your breasts, you climb back up the ladder and gently close the trapdoor, careful not to make a sound, and so you practically jump out of the black dress when a voice behind you asks, "Impressive collection, isn't it?"

Turning, the witch is standing a few feet away, a sly smile on her face. She's wearing only a small, thin, white nightgown that does nothing to prevent the view of her breasts and cock, and it's clearly tented by a full, morning erection, a damp spot marking where her precum has stained the front.

"Certainly! Is this all from... other adventurers?" You stutter a bit, hoping against hope that she didn't notice your quick act of thievery.

"Yeah, pretty much. Travelers and traders come through from time to time, and most of them know of my collection, but it's rather rare, and so many of those trinkets and baubles just end up wasted. Probably for the better, I'm sure more than half are cursed," she says, trailing off as if in thought, before turning and heading back towards the kitchen.

"Coffee?" she asks, her voice carrying back. "I'm afraid I don't have any cream or milk, aside from what I produce myself, which is usually fine for myself. Time to start thinking about what you'd like that cock of yours to be like, as well."