As the days pass

The days passed as Katie got more and more impatient for her party to arrive. With only a few days left and all the food she wanted on order. Katie sat out the back of the restaurant on her break when Shannon appeared.

"Not long now Katie. I'm so looking forward to this party. Hope you got some hot guy lined up for me."

"Not yet. It's not that sort of party anyway. My parents are gonna be there you know. But yeah. It should be good. Just a bit nervous. Mark's bringing Maria along."

"Ouch. The one guy you want to get with and he's bringing his girlfriend. You sure that's a good idea?"

"I told him I don't want her as an enemy. As much as I'd love to fuck him. I don't want to hurt him."

"Trust me Katie. You're ten times the looker than she is. And from what I understand, she kinda has him under her thumb. I've heard her talk to him and she really does treat him like shit at times. Don't honestly know what he sees in her."

"He loves her. But I guess that's why he spends so much time at work. Just to get away from her. Maybe I might get lucky one day then."

"That's the spirit Katie. Keep your chin up and maybe one day he'll take your knickers down." Shannon gave Katie a smirk.

"You're terrible. You know that." Both giggling with each other.

"Yep. You expect anything less of me?"

"Not really, no." Katie kept her smile but looked at the floor. "You always know how to brighten my day."

"You're my best friend Katie. I only wanna see you settle down with and be happy with someone. Anyway, have you got everything set for your party?"

"Nearly. Just a few things I need get hold of. Everyone's bringing their own drinks but I still want to make a bowl of witches brew. Punch before you ask. I picked up a punch bowl the other day."

"Nice, I expect to see smoke pouring over the edge of it onto the table. Now have you got a witches name for your party or am I gonna call you Samantha?" Katie looked at Shannon confused. "You don't get it do you?" Katie shook her head. "Ok. When I was a kid. My gran used to watch a sitcom called Bewitched. It was about a good witch that married a human and lived with him in some suburban American town. Her name was Samantha. Think the name of the woman that played her was Elizabeth Montgomery or something. You get my drift now."

"Yeah. I'll decide later. Better get back to work. Breaks almost over. See back out there." Katie got up and left to continue her work.

On her next day off, Katie woke feeling strange. Feeling the urge to go out into the woods and search for certain items. She took the spell book with her and collected some of the items listed for some of the potions inside. The one thing that the costume did not come with was a decent wand. Once Katie had reached the nearest forest, the first thing she done was look for a decent piece of broken wood to fashion into a wand. It wasn't long before she found what she was looking for. It wasn't the finished item but that would be tended to in her flat. Afterwards she collected her items. Bluebells, and other flowers and certain types of fungi. She was collecting them for her party to be a blast. Not expecting any of the potions or spells to work but she was just doing it for a laugh. What she couldn't get in the woods, she bought from a shop that dealt with exotic ingredients. With everything to hand she went back home to store her items so they wouldn't perish.

Once she had them stored, she sat down and studied the book to try and decipher the strange words that resided within. Then she remembered the piece of wood she brought home. Katie went into the kitchen to find the sharpest knife she could find and proceeded to carve the wood into suitable shape for her wand. First shortening it then removing all the small twigs from the sides to leave its shape flowing in one direction. "This must be done so my spells can be concentrated on one point." She said to herself. When she finished carving the length and shape, she got the urge to change into her costume once again.

Katie emerged from her bedroom in full witch costume. She had changed the look of the face paint a bit and opted for just the tribal look down the side of her face, foregoing the ones she previously done around her neck and forehead. Taking a look toward the window to see how long she had left in the day. "I need to finish this soon." Katie then took a small knife and carved some runic designs into the sides. "This is going better than I ever hoped for." Katie was soon finished and inspected her brand new wand. "Just one more step to go and my costume will be complete." She headed to her balcony, opened the door, and in a loud voice she spoke. "Oh this wand I power thee, make it stronger as can be." Turning back indoors, she placed the wand down on her table. "Ok. If that book is correct. I should now have a fully working wand." She then paused. "What am I saying. This is just a costume for Christ's sake. And why do I now feel so fucking horny?" Katie then dropped to her knees and shoved her hands straight into her thong. Evil thoughts now entering her head. When she brought herself to orgasm all she could say was. "Yes Mark. Fuck me with that big fucking cock. You will forget Maria ever existed and be my companion." When she finished, Katie lay on the floor gathering her breath. A few minutes later she went to the fridge to get something to drink. She ignored the milk and other bottles present. Instead she grabbed a big juicy steak and drained the blood into a glass. Katie drank it in one gulp and shuddered as it went down her throat. Feeling powerful and enjoying the taste before coming to a sharp realisation. "What the fuck is wrong with me?"