Meeting the witch

With the spell wearing off and your rational thoughts returning, you are rightfully terrified by your current predicament. However, and perhaps this is a lingering effect of her magic, you knew you have to go inside. Wandering through this forest at night feels like the opposite of safe. You would rather roll your dice with the Witch than brave a dark, haunted forest.

Trembling as you approach the cottage, you cautiously push the wooden door open. It is surprisingly well furnished for a hovel built into a hill. Somehow, the roots of the dead tree above have been extended and enlarged to form the roof, floor, and walls of the one-room home. There is a bookcase against one wall and shelves of ingredients across another. In one corner is an incredibly nice bed, with silken sheets, feather pillows, and a thick mattress. You also notice a broom rack near the door - you can imagine what those are for. However, most of your attention is brought to the center of the room.

The cottage's center is devoted to a huge black cauldron, placed over a gentle fire. The smoke that bubbles out swims up through the air and out the makeshift chimney. And, gently stirring the green concoction, is the Witch! She is certainly dressed the part! Her attire is completely black, from her pointy black Witch's hat to a flowing black robe that goes down to her ankles. While conservative, the dress hugs her curves, giving you a good idea of her body. Her tits, while smaller than yours, are still respectable, perhaps B-Cups. However, her ass is huge. Fat but firm, round and juicy. You have to stop yourself from staring too long. Following her body, you look up at her face. She is absolutely beautiful, with pale skin and strong features. She has full lips that you just want to kiss all day long. Her eyes are a piercing red, intimidating on her own. All framed by long, dark red hair. You are so busy studying her features that you don't even notice her turn to face you.

"Ah, Rosa," she purrs, putting down the large stick she was using to stir. "That is your name, is it not?" Her voice makes you jump, your instincts screaming at you to flee into the night. You stand your ground, though, even taking a step towards her.

"Yes... Yes, I am!" You squeak defiantly, your voice betraying your intentions. "And I want you to stop terrorizing this farm!"

"Oooh, so fiesty!" She chuckles, approaching you. You feel your body trembling as the woman closes the distance between you. Now closer, you realize that she is not much older than you and certainly not much taller. However, she is clearly the dominant one in this situation. "And such a pretty one!"

It is at that moment that you remember that you are naked! You frantically move to cover your body, to the Witch's immediate displeasure. "Don't hide from me!" She scolds, slapping your hand away from your breasts. "Hands at your side, little Rosa. It's alright, it's just us girls here."

You don't know why you feel so compelled to listen to her but you follow the orders, standing at attention. "What... what do you want from me?"

"Oh Rosa, you misunderstand me," she purrs, beginning to circle your nude form, examining you like a piece of meat. "I want to help you... help you become the Witch you were destined to be!"

"My... what?" Your voice is shaky and uncertain, and the Witch knows it. "I'm not a W-Witch, I'm a healer!"

"Oh, you poor child. Healing magic is only the beginning." She stops when she is behind you, staring at your round ass. "Yes, you have found success mending wounds. But you are capable of soooo much more than some party's healslut!"

You are about to protest when she suddenly closes the gap between you two, embracing you from behind. Her tits press against your back while her arms wrap around your core. Leaning close to your left ear she continues, her voice a whisper. "I heard you talking to your friend. You have sexual healing powers, don't you?" You are petrified, only able to nod your head. "Such an ancient and rare power. Across the land, Archmages fuck hundreds of virgins a year searching for one with your powers. The strongest healing magic in existence and it's inside of you. You just need someone to train you to use it!"

Her hands begin to glide across your body, one going North towards your breasts while the other ventures South. "I can help you unlock your potential. And not just healing, Rosa. The Sorcery they teach in the high towers, the dark magic they speak about in whispers, the ancient words long forgotten by the civilized. I have tomes on them all. And they could be yours."

Her hand begins to massage your left tit while the other creeps closer and closer to your sex. "I can show you worlds you could only dream about. Make you become the person you were meant to be. So, Rosa, will you be my apprentice?"