Yes..

The putrid man steps closer, close enough that his fat greasy potbelly was only inches away from those springy mounds she calls ass. He was tempted to reach out and cope a feel but he knew better, at least until his vampiric trance kicked in a little more.

"Well I don't see why not."

Mona reaches for her top, unfastening the back and letting the soft fabric slowly slide down her supple white body. She has such a slender frame from the top and almost immediately when reaching her ass she has just so much meat, she has to put in a little more effort to successfully slide her top down her curvy round ass. Once off it bounced out into place almost teasing the fat filthy behind her, just watching it had him breathing hard and his own cock would start to stiffen out towards her direction.

Mona would still feel something was off but her mind couldn't wrap around it nor would it register the feeling of his cock which has reached great lengths to feel her smooth skin from below. The head of his cock presses against the back of her plump thigh leaving glistening snail marks of precum wherever his cock makes contact. The man groans disgustingly but the sound comes off slightly off, enough for Mona to turn just as she was leaning down to pull her beautiful painted toes out from each sleeve

"Huh? What's wrong..?"

Mona bounced her ass back startling the filthy pig into stepping back, his cock was like a bulging large pickle, had warts on the bottom side and foreskin long enough to make it seem irregular. It seemed large but that was because of the excessive foreskin, underneath it all it looked the same size as any apparently and what's worse cause of so much foreskin he had moldy layer of dick cheese ingrained underneath it all. His sack looked like a pair of hairless gerbils with a few warts and long pubes sticking out.

"Oh uh.. it's nothing, oh ho ho~"

The man could see his trance didn't have that strong effect if she's taking notice of a few things.

[Something's off with em, either she's got a strong mind or she's already been put into a trance before. I outta let her warm up to me first before trying again..]

The women within her distorted illusion smiles at the witch who in turn smiles back awkwardly. Mona still found it all so strange but at least she isn't questioning the sticky trail of disgusting precum left on her supple back thigh. Still she figured it would do her no good thinking about it here, she completely forgets her hair was still tied up in twin tails and proceeds to enter the bath area. The fat man follows, every step he took made his bloated stomach jiggle and it was almost sickening to watch.

Mona walks around completely exposed, her perfect smooth body soaking in the moisture in the air from having the warm baths running within the bathhouse. The hideous thing simply follows behind as she walks around finding a short stool to sit on along with the area she'll use to wash up. She eventually finds it and takes a seat, using the old bars of soaps which seem stale and never been used in years, she starts mixing it with the water until foam appears. Gently wiping her arms, she slowly works down her body while the bath owner finds himself drooling from the sight. Eventually he's learned he's had enough and starts to bring in a stool for him to sit close. Parking it right behind Mona who in turn flinches and looks back, in her eyes it was the same gorgeous women, it reminded her alot of Lisa for some reason.

"How about I wash your back, since we're both women it's okay right?"

But Mona didn't take too kindly to the offer but there was the guilt from before still setting in. The putrid man sits his giant ass on the stool, it almost breaks under the pressure as he scoots himself closer towards her back. His dick hanging freely as it's about to make contact with her round cheeks.