"... A sex predator!" (Pink Trigger, Stacks -1)

"A sex predator!" Battler blurted out, still struggling against the hands holding him down. "How did you convince them to go along with this? Wait, where are they now? I'll-"

"Aaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahuhuhu!!" Eva laughed in a completely different voice than normal, without a hint of refinement. "Oh, don't worry about them, Battler! Worry about yourself. Worry about this pinned-down predicament you've gotten yourself into, okay? Now, since you're taking a bit too long to decide... And your hands seem to be occupied, anyway... I'm just going to help myself to one of these stacks. You don't mind, do you? I promise it's a better value than what you'd get from any human, human!"

Eva leaned across him, dragging her nearly-naked breasts in front of his face as she snatched some of his rapidly dwindled fortune. "Yes... This is a fitting offering for a witch. And, anyway, it's my money to begin with, get it? So, thanks for the tip... Here comes your niiice service!" she said with an exaggerated wink... For whose benefit, I wasn't sure, seeing as he was obviously still blinded.

The benefit of the next action was obvious, though... She took his hands, which still groped in the dark in futility, into a much more productive groping position, squarely upon her broad, fully exposed haunches.

I saw his voice catch... with nothing else to do, he began kneading and squeezing the ass that had been presented to him, as though it offered some clue for him.

I saw Eva bite her lip. Controlling her voice was getting more difficult, as her face flushed and her breathing picked up. "What do you think, Battler? Is that the fine ass of a human, or a witch?"

"How... the hell am I supposed to know what a witch's ass feels like...?" Battler muttered, although he certainly didn't stop. "Granddad didn't hang a portrait of Beatrice's juicy ass somewhere and hide it for himself, did he?"

"I wonder...Ahuhuhu..." Eva failed to really come up with a witty retort. I could see her act was in danger of falling apart as she bit across the knuckle of one finger, trying to keep herself from making a revelatory noise in response to the perhaps unexpectedly vigorous butt-fondling she was getting.

"Wait... I got a better idea!" Obviously getting carried away, Battler wiggled his fingers and raised his hands. This would be the perfect time to go for the blindfold, but instead, he began feeling her shoulders... then using them as landmarks to find what he was really searching for. "You might not know, being a witch and all, but humans know me as the Breast Sommelier! With just a little feel, I'll definitely learn all I need to know! I just hope that artist didn't exaggerate too much, hihihii!"

"Y-you actually call yourself that?! What a child- Aah!" Eva let out a gasp as Battler placed his two large hands atop her own large breasts and began massaging them.

From my jealous position as an outsider, I thought he was playing with them a bit more than strictly necessary to figure out who they belonged to, pulling them apart and letting them slap back, tweaking them up and down in alternating patterns as Eva began to moan in the voice of a decidedly mature older woman. Seeing Eva couldn't withstand this for long, I tiptoed over and whispered to her. Now's the time. Leverage this into the admission. Make him believe it's magic!

"Ahn... Ugh... I... I th-think that's enough, human!" Eva gasped. She pulled herself away from him to have him get the hint, finding to her shock that his hands didn't release immediately. As she continued to pull back, the fragile pasties didn't survive, clinging to Battler's hand and leaving her grimacing indignantly and crossing her arms in front of her large nipples. "Ushiromiya Battler, I have granted you a warmup show from beyond the realm of fantasy: a human of principle and character, **** by my wealth and, more importantly, my magic, to perform for your pleasure! Furthermore, I have granted you an unbelievably generous experience, allowing you to freely touch my magical form with your undeserving and, really, way-too-randy fingers! What human could give you such an experience? What human has my wealth, my voice, my body, my powers?! Tonight, you have been visited by the REAL Beatrice: To go any further, you must say it. Say it! Give up and say it!"

I didn't know if Eva was acting or not, but her whining had put her well back into the obnoxious youth impersonation she'd been practicing before. Still... Would Battler buy that? Would Eva defeat the Golden Witch this way and gain her title? It was hard to imagine...