Go see if that old woman is still in the alley

You barely got a wink of sleep last night. You were tossing and turning in bed, seemingly having some kind of nightmare. In this one instance, you’re glad you slept alone so nobody saw you freaking out in your sleep.

The only thing on your mind when you wake up is that weird witch lady you met. There’s no way that was real, right? You just imagined that in your drunken stupor, obviously. That’s what you tell yourself, but before you know it, you feel compelled to return to that alley. You need to know for sure if any of that even happened.

Sure enough, there’s the purple tent. It’s not as ominous in broad daylight, nor is it glowing, but it’s still there. When you walk up to it this time, you can hear shuffling sounds from within before you call inside.

“Hello? Is anyone in there?”

“Oh, John! Come in, come in!”

That’s the voice, alright. Everything comes rushing back to you as you remember the smoky crystal, the ridiculous fortune, and the old lady’s crazy white eyes. But when you step inside, she’s just hanging out in her casual wear drinking some wine and waving you into the tent like an old friend.

“No need to be shy! You’re a VIP, now!”

“Y- You’re real. Then... did you really do something last night?”

She cackles that signature cackle, finding your confusion hilarious even after you’d slept on it. More than eager to clarify, she reminds you of what happened just in case you forgot.

“Oh, I did something, alright. I gave you the single best tool in any man’s arsenal. For your specific case, anyway. The perfect cock! It’s quite the honor, if I do say so myself.”

You feel antsy for a moment as you look down and don’t feel any different. With an intense need inside you to search for a better explanation, you continue prodding her for answers.

“What are you talking about? It doesn’t look any different from last night. So... were you playing a trick on me or something? Was it all smoke and mirrors? Er, crystals?”

Shaking her head in a no-nonsense manner, she sets her drink down and places her wrinkly hand on yours as if to reassure you there were no tricks in her display.

“It’s all in the eye of the beholder, sweetie. And I believe you specifically had a thing for Asian girls. I granted your wish! Be thankful! And yet... don’t tell me you came straight back to me and didn’t even use it last night?”

“Uhh... No?”

Releasing your hand to wrap both of hers around herself in an excited fit of cackling, the old crone seems to find your situation hilarious. That, and she seems eager to come onto you herself, now given the chance.

“My my! You must have a thing for older women, too, hmm? Well, I’d be delighted to show you the effects of this gift if you were to simply... show me.”

Was this all a prank just to see some dick? You close your eyes and scoff. There’s no way this is real, but your inner curiosity is driving you to believe her. With how utterly convinced she is that you have been given “the perfect cock,” you see fit to drop your trousers and prove her wrong.

“See? Nothing out of the ordinary.”

You keep your eyes closed, not wanting to see the face of this old woman perving on you and just deciding to get this over with. However, what you hear is not another set of cackling, but instead a deep sigh of bliss as the witch fans herself at the mere sight of you.

“Ohh, that’s it. Oh! it worked like a charm! Fuck, I haven’t been this horny in years!”

You open your eyes in surprise to find the woman with her hand under between her legs, fingering herself eagerly. Her eyes focus purely on your cock, unwilling to make eye contact with you after just one look. Standing there, almost feeling like a fool for going along with this, you still feel the need to ask her if she’s pranking you.

“This is a joke, right? Where are the hidden cameras? Am I gonna get locked up for flashing an old lady?”

The woman scoffs but keeps her eyes trained on your penis.

“Maybe some jackass will, but not you! Not when you have this~ Can I touch it, sweetie? There’s no harm, right?”

Her voice takes on a tone of **** pleading. It’s as if an “intense lust” switch had been flipped inside her, and now this is the only way she knows how to act at the sight of your cock.

Realizing you have the power in this situation, you try to calm her down enough to get some answers, which is what you originally came here for.

“Hold on. I’ll let you touch it only if you answer my questions. Sound fair?”

“Yes! Whatever you want! Just don’t tease an old woman like me for too long. It’s not fair, dear boy!”

You can tell she’s being honest, now. Her whole body is twitching and convulsing on the floor, her frantic masturbation causing her to soak the bottom of the tent in front of you. You can’t see her as anything else but **** to please you.

“You said I have the perfect cock. What exactly does that entail?”

“Ugh, do I really have to explain everything for you, my boy? You couldn’t figure it out for yourself so you came rushing back to me? Well, I am flattered you wanted to see me again so soo-OOOOON~”

She orgasms in plain sight. Just from looking at your cock from afar. She’s deranged. She has to be.

“Aaaaaahhh~ Sorry. I really needed that. What it means is that every Asian woman in the world, over 18, instinctively knows that you have the single greatest penis ever. They all can take that different ways, but it remains a fact. The general consensus is that we’d love for you to use us for your sexual needs anytime and anywhere, though. No one’s going to turn down a cock that wonderful, dearie.”

She’s 100% serious in describing this foreign concept to you as if it’s run-of-the-mill normalcy.

“What do you mean use you?”

“Hnn, ffffuck yes! Slap me, fuck my ass, anything you want!

You’re taken aback by how wantonly she’s begging, but something inside of you is stirring your cock to full mast. You really like this idea of just going around having any Asian woman you want with no consequence. Of course, the pressing matter is this old crone getting her rocks off to the sight of this perfect cock before her. You can’t help but want to throw her a bone, pun intended, for the good deed she did for you.

“I take it that you’re so **** and horny that you just break down begging and pleading for it once you see it, huh?”

“Yes! I’m a perverted old hag! Please take pity on me!”

You are in control. Nobody’s forcing you to do anything, and now she’s proven that basically any Asian woman will do as you please just to get a chance at Mr. Perfect. Japan just got a whole lot more interesting.