Yes, speak up.

"I- I am..."

Your admission draws the attention of every witch here. You feel the blood rush to your face, and suddenly regret speaking up.

The Red Witch's eyes are locked on yours, and a slow smile stretches her equally red lips. "Perfect," she purrs.

You quickly find yourself lifted by the girls around you, holding your legs and arms as they bring you up to the edge of the cauldron. "Put her in," the Red Witch says, and you're swung over the pot and lowered into the mixture.

Gasping as the hot liquid envelopes your body, you're unable to protest for a moment, and your eyes go wide with your mouth. Your costume is soaked as you fall to the bottom, your butt hitting it just before your mouth goes under. Your legs are hung over the side of the cauldron facing the Red Witch, and your hands grip the rim to hold yourself up. You soon find the heat of the mixture much like a hot tub, not scalding hot as it first seemed.

"Good girl," the Red Witch says, and she bumps you with the big spoon. You hear the other girls around you voicing their approval and excitement, their various hands coming in to touch you, one taking your hat, while most stroke your limbs.

You're finally able to let out a shuddering gasp, and begin to grow accustomed to the heat. You don't want to think about what you're lying in, but have to tell yourself they didn't put much of their "ingredients" in. However, it smells rather... sweet, actually.

Suddenly, you feel the spoon pry your butt from the bottom, lifting you up. You see the Red Witch leveraging you higher in the brew, pushing her end of the spoon down until it's level. She then gives you a devilish smirk as she straddles the handle, sitting right between your legs. She gives it a couple of test bounces, splashing you into the liquid a couple times.

"Now, we will finish our potion..." She leans forward, her chest nearly spilling out of her costume as she comes closer to you. She then brings something up in her hand: a long, thick red wand.

Her devilish eyes are focused on your skirt, now, and with her other hand she flips the sodden frills up onto your stomach, splashing you with the mixture. You feel like this is wrong, but something about that smell...

"Finally, the blood of maidenhood, makes this potion pure and good," she repeats as she pushes your panties off to the side in reveal the virginity she desires. The other girls around you lean in as well, more hands holding you to the cauldron.

The Red Witch positions her wand at your virgin entrance, slowly pushing the rod inside you. You gasp at the touch, your head spinning and thoughts clouded, your only focus fixed on her. The wand sinks into your body, agonizingly slow in its invasion. Soon the Red Witch stops, but only for a smirking moment before she gives it one quick thrust.

A noise escapes your hung-open mouth, and you feel every bit of what she does. The wand is withdrawn as she sits up, her eyes wide in triumph as she holds the instrument that took your virginity in the brew, stirring with it. There's a cheer from the rest of the girls as the Red Witch quickly brings her legs over the side of the cauldron to join you.

The spoon falls, bringing you with it, and all of you that isn't already submerged gets splashed. You can't get a hand free to clear you eyes for a long moment, only able to feel the displacement of liquid and the other body with you in the cauldron. When you can finally see again, you're looking up at the wet body of the Red Witch, who stares down at you from between your legs. She swallows what must be the "potion", and licks her lips before smiling at you.

You find the mixture you're bathing in is beginning to simmer in earnest, though it stays the same temperature. It produces thick, pink clouds of steam, and you feel like it's making your body tingle.

"What's happening?" you find yourself saying, unable to think clearly.

"A wonderful thing," the Red Witch says, her eyes looking down now. You follow her gaze to see...