The Witch's Spell

Caroline was working her shift at "Ultimate Pleasures", the sex shop in her town. It was morning so it was slow. She sat there reading a magazine to pass the time.

Suddenly she hears the door bell ring. She sits up from her lounged position. She sees a middle aged woman with mess black hair and a black dress walk in.

"Hello." Caroline said greeting the customer.

The woman never looked her way. She just looked around the store and head towards the back.

"Rude Bitch" Caroline though to herself.

The woman disapeared behind the back displays. Caroline turned back to her magazine.

As she sat there reading she realized she heardbthe woman talking to herself. Caroline glanced to the backnof the store. She saw a purple light traveling across the store. She ducked behind the counter as the light passed through. Then it was gone. She got up just as the witch was exiting the building to see her laughing.

"What the hell was that?" Caroline said.

Caroline sat back and turned to the page on her magazine. Unaware that anything she sells out of the store has a spell or curse on it.

No real requirements here. Just no gore or brutality. Just looking for inanimate life, sentient body parts and other kinky senarios.