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Wicked Witchery (STORY)
🕑 Added 2019-11-23 17:41:46 +0000 UTC A quick vibration made her look away from the TV as she quickly reached for her phone. It was Halloween, and everybody had been invited to a party. Everybody, except Emma. All her friends were there, and she was hoping somebody would call her and tell her to join. The sad girl unlocked her phone, but to her disappointment she had only gotten some spam mail.
- Fuck it, I need some air.
She turned off the TV and got dressed. A quick walk in the nearby forest would probably clear her mind. Usually she wouldn’t walk alone in the dark woods at this hour, but the moon shone brightly, illuminating her surroundings as it was daytime. Despite it being late October the air was comfortably warm.
After a while she made it to the edge of the forest. It was darker than she had expected it to be, but she decided to go in anyways. As long as she kept to the trail, she would be all good.
A warm breeze swept through the trees, causing leaves to fly away. Mushrooms and fungus had started to grow everywhere, and she would occasionally hear an owl in the far distance.
In short time she found herself in an area where the woods had opened a bit, forming a barren circle surrounded by trees. In the middle was a rock, lit by the full moon. On top of the rock sat a black cat, staring Emma deeply in her eyes.
- Oh, hey there kitty, Emma smiled as she approached the cat.
She reached her hand out for the cat come closer, but the cat’s attention quickly shifted when a womanly voice came from somewhere deep in the forest.
- Grizzlegut! Grizzlegut, where are you? A pox on you, you mangy cat!, the voice yelled.
The black cat quickly jumped off the rock and ran towards the voice. Was someone walking their cat? Whatever was going on, it had made Emma curious, and she started to walk slowly in the direction where the cat had ran. After some walking she could see a strange green light emerge from the branches, and she could hear multiple voices. She sneaked behind a tree, and poked her head out, trying not to be seen.
The strange green light came from a boiling cauldron, surrounded by three elderly women wearing black robes and pointy hats. One of them where tall, the other round as a ball, and the third looked much older than the two. They all looked like witches from a fairy tale, but surely they were just dressed up for Halloween. But why are they here in the forest, and what’s up with the cauldron?
- Quickly now, it's almost midnight!, the tall one said as she made some hand gestures towards the fatter one.
- Yes yes, just the last ingredient, she said as she reached for a bottle placed on a rock. All of a sudden, the black cat from earlier ran between the lady’s legs, making her fall over. The bottle flew out of her hands and scattered on the ground.
- You fool! That was the last bottle! You’ve ruined everything! The older one said.
The fatter one got up on her feet and pointed towards the cat.
- Stupid creature, she screamed and all off a sudden lighting stroke from her fingertip. She missed the cat as it ran away into the dark woods.
Emma was stunned! Did she witness real magic? Were they actually real witches? She was a bit scared now, but also very interested in what would happen next. She was all ears.
- Are you sure we don’t have anything left somewhere? Said the tall witch.
- We’re all out, and there’s no time to get more. We wasted this sacred night, and now we have to wait a whole year until we can try again.
Emma wanted to get a better look, so she tried to get a bit closer. Unfortunately she stepped on some branches on the ground, and a loud snap filled the silence of the forest.
- Who’s there? One of the witches yelled as Emma tried to hide behind the tree again.
- Show yourself or I’ll make your life miserable!, she yelled once more.
Emma couldn’t decide whether to run or confront them. The girl was scared to death, but she figured she wouldn’t stand a chance against witches anyways, so she decided to come out.
- Oh look sisters, we have company, the older one smiled as Emma walked slowly towards them.
- Yes, yeees, excellent!, the Fatter one cackled and looked at her sisters.
- Do you think she will do? Do we still have time? Said the tallest witch.
- Let’s try, we got nothing to lose now anyways.
Emma stopped a few meters in front of them, shivering from fear.
- I’m sorry, I just stumbled upon you by accident. I’ll be out of your way.
- Oh you’re not going anywhere dear, the older one smiled. - You see, we need you.
The witch pointed her finger towards Emma, and all of a sudden she felt a soft shock wave hit her in the gut. Her heart started beating faster as her breaths got heavier. A warm pleasant tingling sensation emerged in her chest. Emma looked down and saw her tiny breast start to swell right before her eyes, stretching the fabric of her white top.
- What, what’s happening to me?, Emma moaned from the pleasurable feeling.
The witches started to laugh at the poor frightened girl as she cupped her boobs. She could feel her skin stretching, and her nipples started to grow hard and erect. They swelled larger by the second, quickly outgrowing her hands.
- Please, I don’t know what you’re doing but please stop! I don’t want bigger tits!, Emma begged as she started to grow more aroused by the strange feeling.
- We’re soon done with you girl, just a little more, the fatter witch said as she went back to the rock with the bottles, and grabbed a bucket.
Emma’s bra started to dig tightly into her back, and her shirt was on the point of tearing. The shocked girl looked down her now massive cleavage, realizing she needed to relieve the pressure. She grabbed the neck of her shirt and started pulling, tearing the shirt apart. Her bra snapped off, making her growing breasts bounce free from their prison. Her nipples got even harder as the cool breeze swept over her chest.
Her breasts had grown bigger than any girl Emma had ever seen. They didn’t look natural at all on her thin frame. As her boobs jiggled back and forth she could hear a sloshing sound coming from them. She looked confused at the witches.
- What have you done to me? They feel so full, there’s so much pressure… Emma moaned as she cupped one of her breasts and grabbed her swelling, moistening sex.
- That should be enough, the fatter witch said as she walked towards the aroused girl.
Without notice the witch grabbed one of Emma's breasts and started pulling her nipple. An explosive wave of pleasure and ecstasy rushed through Emma's body. She moaned loudly as milk started to shoot from her nipple, filling the bucket the witch was holding.
Emma tried to say something, but the pleasure was too intense. All she could do was moan and scream as she slid her fingers down her pants, starting to rub herself.
The older witch rolled her eyes as she saw how Emma reacted to the change.
- Alright, that’s good. Let’s continue with the ritual the older witch said as she turned towards the boiling cauldron. The other witches followed.
Emma’s breast growth started to slow down, and the arousing pleasure started to fade away. She got back to her senses and removed her hand from her soaked pussy. What the hell had they done to her? She now had massive tits, full of milk! How would she be able to explain this to anyone? Emma caressed and squeezed her new assets out of curiosity, and as she did milk shot out, making her moan slightly out of pleasure. She didn’t pay attention to what the witches were doing.
- Our last chance sisters, the older of the witches said as she nodded towards the fatter one.
- Here goes nothing, the fatter one said as she poured the milk into the cauldron.
All three of them stared down at the boiling liquid with expectation in their eyes. They waited, but the milk didn’t react as it should.
The older one quickly turned towards Emma with an expression of immense anger.
- You! She yelled as she pointed towards the half nude girl.
Emma stopped playing with her breasts as their gaze met. She took one step back.
- Tell me, are you not a virgin? The witch yelled.
- N-no...Emma stuttered as she tried to cover her erect nipples.
- You moron!, she screamed as walked closer to the frightened girl. - You’ve ruined everything!
The other witches started to walk closer to her.
- I’m sorry, I…
- I think we need to punish her, the taller one said.
- Yes, you’re right! She need to suffer! The fatter one said.
Emma started to shake with fear and backed off, stopping when she hit the tree behind her.
- No please, let me go. I didn’t mean to do anything, I...please just let me go, change me back, I beg you!
The older witch looked back and forth at her sisters.
- What should we do with her?
- Remove her voice!, the tall one said.
- Lets cook her for supper!, the fatter one said.
- No please, I’ll do anything, just let me go!, Emma cried.
The older one stood silent while thinking, and then a grin emerged from her lips.
- How about a transformation spell, sisters?
- Yes, an excellent idea.
- Something fitting for her, the tall one said as she stared at Emma's enormous boobs.
The older one started to cackle - I know just the spell.
- Make it slow, so she can appreciate it, the fatter one laughed.
She walked closer to Emma and pointed her finger towards her once more.
- You’re quite full of milk there, dear. One could easily mistake you for a cow! She cackled as magic rushed through her finger, hitting Emma in the gut.
The same strange sensation from earlier washed over her body, making her dizzy.
- What? No please, not a cow! Emma cried as she fell to her knees and hugged herself, her big foreign breasts in the way, reminders that their power to reshape her was absolute. All of a sudden her ears started to itch. She grabbed them, and felt them lengthening, growing longer in her hands as soft fur sprouted from them. Her nose started to widen and her nostrils grew bigger and more defined. Her heart started beating faster and she could feel more air surging through her new nose with each breath.
- Noooo, she almost mooed.
- You don't have a choice!, the witches laughed. - You’ll turn into a nice cow soon enough!
The strangest part was the erotic sensations she felt while changing. Her pussy started to pulsate as it swelled, making her moist and wet.
- Stoooouuup, she moaned and fell on all fours, staring at her fingers. They had started to change as well, her fingers fusing together. She tried to fight the change, but to use. There was nothing she could do. Her hands looked like something she would see on a freak show, only having two large fingers on her hands while her thumb shrunk down into nothing.
- My hands, what have yoooou dooone to mooo hands? The terrified girl screamed and moaned. Her nails started to darken, and her fingers felt stiffer. Emma looked up towards the witches with a tear in her eye.
- Please, anything but a coooow! She mooed loudly.
The witches started to cackle at the frightened girl.
Emma's pants started to feel tighter. She got up on her knees again and cupped her butt cheeks, feeling them expand and grow just like her breasts had done earlier. They swelled larger, tearing up her now extremely tight jeans. She now had a butt that matched her enormous tits, but that was only the beginning. Her tailbone started to lengthen, it felt like someone was pulling it out of her. She grabbed it, and felt a small tail growing between her hands, forming a long tail, like that of a cow.
Another wave of pleasure washed over her as the magic focused on her breasts again. She looked down, and saw them swell even larger.
- N - noo, stoop it! She moaned as she cupped her expanding bust. They started to fill up with milk again, making her nipples leak.
- Cows have udders now, don’t they? The older witch smiled.
As the words left the witch’s mouth another strange feeling emerged under Emma's tits. Her big boobs blocked the view of what was happening, but she could feel it with her new dis formed hands. She had grown an extra pair of nipples, and they swelled larger even faster than her breasts had grown. The girl quickly grew and extra pair of tits which was also filled to the brink with milk.
Emma moaned with pleasure as she fell on her back. She tried to pull her finger down her pants to her swollen, moist pussy, but failed due to how tight her pants had gotten. Instead she grabbed her tits and started squeezing them, pulling her long, hard nipples. Milk shot out as she did, and the girl started to spasm with pleasure and ecstasy. She was on the edge of coming, she had never felt this horny before, and she needed release.
As she played with herself two small nubs had started to grow out of her forehead, growing longer as they formed two small horns. Her feet started undergo the same change as her hands, tearing her shoes apart.
- Ohhhhh, mmhhhhh, mmoooo, she moaned loudly as the orgasm was building up. A thin layer of fur was growing all over her body, black and white spots, just like a cow. Her groin started to swell out quickly, popping the buttons of her jeans as a pink sack jumped forwards, squishy and full of milk.
- I though her breasts would form into an udder? The taller witch said confused.
- I’m feeling creative, the older witch smiled as four teats grew from the girl’s new swelling part. With her buttons undone, she had free access to her sex. Emma pulled her hand down her pants as she started to pleasure herself. She grabbed her new udder with her other hand and started milking herself.
- Ohh mooo gooood, I’m gooona coome, I’m gooona coooooooome! She screamed as she started to finger herself faster. Her muscles were trembling, her nipples started to spray milk hands free. Emma closed her eyes as she felt it, she was about...to...come!
- Ohhh mooooooooooo, she moaned as she came hard.
- Come for us, you horny little cowgirl! Come! Feel the pleasure in every part of your body!
Emma moaned and screamed. She was in ecstasy, she came over and over again, and the pleasure kept building up every time she had an orgasm.
- This is only the beginning for you, the older one smiled as she pointed her finger at Emma again, sending another wave of magic at her.
