Talking out his Butt

Before he could protest James could feel the witches magic taking over him, controlling his body as if he were her puppet. He turned and walked towards where she was sat before turning around, getting onto his hands and knees and pointing his butt up at Jenny so it was more or less level with her pretty face. He found that, though this position was neither dignified or comfortable he couldn't shift from it. Just when it had felt like he may have at least slightly misjudged the witch she was back to reminding him how powerless he was to her magic. But worse was to come.

"Okay, now we can resume our conversation" James heard the witch say from behind him as he looked down at the grass.

"Okay, you've had your fun just..."

James paused in shock as he realised that his voice had not come from his lips but from his butt hole. He could hear the witch giggling in a manner that might have seemed cute under different circumstances.

"Jenny I don't know what you've done.." James's buttocks began to scold the witch "But I don't find this funny"

"But I do!" the fully clothed witch addressed the bare anus that was pointed at her "And kind of hot in a fucked up way. I feel like now we can have that bonding, getting to know you conversation you were obviously pushing for. In fact I feel like I could talk to you like this all night!"