A definite no

"Not gonna happen. Not willingly. I'll find some other way." Adamantly, you shake your head, but still curious, you glance over at the dress. "Any other ideas of what else it could do?"

"Oh, I don't know exactly. I know it has ways to react to **** arousal, and I can tell there's a large number of deeper enchantments that could trigger at any time, but I can't be certain. If you find out, you come back and tell me all about it, all right?" Her cock instinctively twitches at the thought, though whether it's due to the thought of understanding the dress or the thought of you returning is unclear.

With one more squeeze of your shoulder, the witch stands up and steps out of the bath, as most of its warmth has faded, and the water is slightly opaque with the residue of her semen and some drops of milk from her breasts. A towel hangs near the door, and she uses magic to levitate it over to her, giving you quite a jiggling show as she dries off, shaking all of her assets.

"I'll be back with a towel for you, dear, but feel free to sit in the bath as long as you'd like. I've got some reading to catch up on, and then it's off to bed for me- I'm afraid that there's only my bed and the couch, but you're free to join me," she leans back in, mouth practically pressing against your ear, and adds one last seductive statement before walking out the door, "and I sleep naked."