What a Witch Wants

“Y-you w-want my information?” Elara squeaked, her face growing flush. You weren’t sure why it was so embarrassing to ask her for more information about herself until she finally spoke.

“I’m 5’2”, 110 lbs, and my bust size is 32B.” She looked downward sheepishly, wringing her hands a bit in embarrassment.

Now the reaction made sense. You asked for information, and she assumed you meant measurements. Lexi was definitely getting a punishment.

“Hmm…”

You rose from your seat and circled Elara. The whole process choreographed from your months of seductive experience. Devilish magic oozed from you, the effects immediately apparent. The way she reacted made teasing her so much fun.

“Ms. Elara Crowe, approximately thirty years old, and an internal affairs investigator for the AWIO. Despite some indication that she is self-conscious of her looks, seems to have no real idea just how tantalizing she is. Ms. Crowe has a petite and delicate set of features that are simply enchanting. She has a reputation for thorough work and diligence that is greatly appreciated by her future patron.”

You emphasized that last part by running the tip of your tail gently along her cheek, eliciting a soft and uncontrolled moan from her pink lips.

“From the ink stains and dossiers, I’m guessing that she is talented in some form of scroll or ritual-based magic. She is a rather special woman, don’t you think?”

“I d-don’t think I’m all that special.” Elara retreated.

“What an unacceptable response. I actually don’t believe you in the slightest.” You paused briefly, letting every word sink in.

“I think you are both a talented and ambitious person. I think you’re aware of it too. You could probably be as financially well-off as your sisters given your skills. Why then, would you decide to work as a low-level functionary for the AWIO?”

Elara, still suffering through your arousing aura, stiffened at the question. Still, she made no effort to respond. That was fine.

“It’s possible that she is just an altruistic woman looking to make the world better for the monster girls entering this world, but that’s not it, is it?”

You paused again, measuring her reactions. You walked up behind her and placed your hands on her shoulders. The physical reaction she had from your touch was one of **** pleasure.

“I think you’re there looking for something.” You cooed into her ear.

“W-what?” She gasped.

“Power. The other world is filled with magic and beings beyond the scope of the magic present in this world. You’re a practitioner who seeks to increase her own power. What better way to do that then keep an eye on the comings and goings of the portal. My information may have been given to you by someone, which we will discuss another time, but I think you took the case because you assumed Lexi was a more powerful devil. I think you planned to **** us into a contract, but then you found out who I was and changed tactics.”

You could feel Elara’s heart racing. You could tell you were probably very close to hitting the truth. An audible gulp came from her slender neck.

“You listed each member of your coven and their additional desires, so let me ask you…”

You stepped around to Elara’s front. Placing a fingertip at her hairline and gently running your hand to tuck her locks behind her ear.

Using your most seductive voice you asked, “What is it you desire most, little witch.”

Your eyes glowed a fierce purple, which hers responded to in kind.

“More.” She said softly.

“Speak your mind, Elara. Tell me.” You whispered.

“I want more power. I want enough magic and power to go beyond my capabilities as a human. I never want to feel unsafe again.”

That last line threw you off.

“Do you feel unsafe now?” You asked, still trying to play the part of a devil.

“N-no. That’s not what I’m feeling right now. If you were going to hurt me, you could have done it already. I do feel ****. I’m pretty sure if you touch me any further, I’m going to upset your wives.”

“Oh? How might you do that?” You smiled sweetly.

“I’m trying desperately not to break their rule about waiting.” She said, returning your smile.

“I don’t know your motivations, Elara, but I am the chief among those with desire. If you pledge yourself to me, I will do whatever is in my power to help you attain what you want.”

Elara’s eyes sparkled.

“Then, can you help me become a devil like you?”

You paused, studying her face. Her passion exhilarating you.

“I don’t know how to do that, but if we work together, I’m sure we can figure something out.”