Some more learning before you go

As eager as you are to find some innocent girls to corrupt into witches and form a real coven, it still is better to take things slowly. Your sisters are newly converted and will only slowly awaken their witch power, unlike you who has been personally taught by Mistress Hecate. Plus an overly ambitious start might attract attention of some pesky news reporters or other vermin, not to mention the unlikely possibility of witch and demon hunters noticing you. In your pitiful state right now, you would be **** to even some weak hunters. If you really want to become a powerful witch and dominate a large part of the world for your pleasure, a thought that seems more appealing the longer you think about it, you need more power. Luckily, you know where to get some more power.

“Let’s not be overzealous, my dear sisters”, you tell the two girls you just converted into witches. Before we head back towards our sorority, there is a place I want to show you.” Tonja nods and giggles and Mia asks: “What is it? Hopefully there is some more **** there. I’m thirsty.” You cackle at her response, then jokingly tell her: “You could drink some water from that water tap right over there”, to which she responds: “Uhh, no! Don’t bring that up ever again! Me drinking water, how disgusting!”

You cackle again as she moves towards the water tab and retches sharply, then spits out a glob of snot that stains the tab with a greenish slime. Her outburst of rage is promising and makes your pussy tingle. “Try pulling some out from your nose”, you tell her. She does and pulls out an impressive glob of greenish nose slime. “Now repeat after me”. You teach her a spell and she successfully makes the slime glow and shudder in her hand. “Now smear it over the tab.” As she does, it doesn’t diminish and soon the entire tab is covered with greenish slime.

“Looks much better”, Tonja chimes in and cackles. “Smells and tastes better, too.” You nod as you know the water tab has been cursed to give only slimy, stinky, foul-tasting mud water instead of clean water. You turn and say: “Try snorting the rest. It’ll stay inside your nose for future purposes.” Mia brings the glob of slime towards her nose and snorts violently, sucking everything into her pretty, green nose. The nose expands to make room for the slime and grows slightly, getting closer to a proper witch nose. “Feels funny.”, she responds. “I like it.”

You lead your witch sisters back towards the room where you have met your mistress, the ancient witch who has changed your life so drastically. The old Sasha would have never considered getting into anything remotely occult, let alone becoming a dark witch, but the new you delights at the thought of chaos, suffering humans, even **** and decay. You can practically feel your skin becoming greener as you walk.

You arrive at Hecate’s chambers to find them empty. Your mistress is nowhere to be found, and the room is dusty and full of spider webs and smells rotting. You and your sisters breathe the foul air in happily as you show them where Hecate converted you. Luckily, all of her belongings are still untouched and you teach your sisters how to absorb the knowledge from Hecate’s library. It doesn’t work quite as well as it did for you, however, as both struggle to get enough information from the various tomes. Tonya eventually sticks to anything about potions, while Mia chooses mostly books about curses. You watch as your sisters absorb the unholy knowledge and cackle as their skins turn a deeper green.

After both of them have finished their “lectures”, you lead them into the witches’ kitchen. You tell Tonya to brew a potion of affection, which she happily does, mixing the cum of a succubus, finely ground black widow bodies, the heart of a bat and a large handful of pixie wings together in a cauldron filled with three month old horse piss. The mixture smells horribly and you lick your lips, but as Tonja divides it into three flasks and you and your sisters add several of your hairs into one of the flasks each, the potion takes on a pinkish color and starts smelling even worse. Each of the potions smells exactly like one of you and your sister’s favorite odors, yours being rotting flesh with demon cum, Tonya’s being burning cabbages with troll vomit and Mia’s being fermented fish with acid hydra blood. Anyone who drinks it will become completely infatuated with one of you. Mia chants a curse to make the drink smell and taste like a delicacy to the drinker and you pocket the flasks.

Both of your sisters have dropped their glamor and are looking positively more witchy. Mia’s nose has grown even larger and longer and Tonya’s lips have become thinner and pull up into what will become a beautifully cruel grin fitting for a sadistic witch. You nod in approval, then tell them to step into the main room. There you get naked, drop your glamor and put your boring, old, unflattering clothes in a pile in the middle of the room. You sign Tonya and Mia to do the same, and soon the three of you are stark naked and all your clothes lie on the dirty floor in front of you.

“Chant after me”, you say and your sisters begin to repeat you words as you chant a long spell to thank your Mistress and ask for her unholy blessing for your upcoming evildoings. You then chant another spell and throw a fireball at the pile of ugly human clothing. Moments later, your sisters follow your lead and you watch and cackle loudly as your clothes melt together and form a much more fitting attire for you and your witch sisters.

Considering your somewhat careful approach, you went with linen instead of latex, creating a black, form-fitting shirt and tight pants for you. You put them on, enjoying the feeling of the fabric against your bare nipples and pussy mound, and chant a spell to make the pants more tight-fitting and add some slight vibration to the areas where you are most sensitive. You pull on a black leather jacket and see that Mia’s attire looks very similar, but her pants are leather as well, whereas Tonya has opted for a dress made from black cotton with blood red arms and a purple imprint. It looks like some sort of flowery print, but you discover the obscenities that form the ranks and flowers and cackle in approval. Black leather boots complete your attire and you are almost ready to leave to make the world shiver and crumble beneath your feet.

As Mia takes a long pull of a bottle of wine, you turn back for one last look at the room that changed your destiny forever. Dark magic courses through your veins now and where once were morals and the vague wish to do some good for the world there is now contend and sadistic desires to make humans grovel at your feet, to make them suffer and to destroy what others cherish, just for your own pleasure. You cackle loudly at the thought, then turn and fart out a long string of greenish gas that stinks up the witches’ library as a welcoming gift for visitors to come. You are sure you can hear your mistress cackle as you and your sisters make your way out of the haunted house and into the night. Or perhaps you are already starting to hear things.