You see, I'm an extremely powerful witch, and I've been sent here to eliminate you..." My eyes go wide. She notices, and smiles. "I'm not going to kil... you, know that before you start freaking out. I'm a flesh witch, I work with people's bodies." Her lips curl up in a devilish grin. Suddenly, I am just as scared as if she had said she was going to kill me."So... I'm going to turn you into a bimbo! You know... big tits? Small brain? How does that sound little man? Not that you have a choice in. The nylon tops and garters were in full view. His eyes widened as he realized I had no panties. He raised his head to meet my eyes --- I was frozen. The minute he pulled my dress up I shut down again. “You’re kidding…hello, earth to Jen.” he mocked. My arms were locked in place at my sides. “Really, c’mon Jen. Really?” Disgusted he dropped me back on the bed. As I bounced off the sheets, I regained my senses. “Wait,” I pleaded, “Just give me a minute. I’m sorry.” I pushed my dress. After all the build up, starting with the chatter in the kitchen, I did not last long. “I’m going to come,” I warned. “That’s okay, baby brother, come all over my tits, but spray some onto my lips, so I can taste you fresh.” Just as she had described doing ten years before, Ginger then squeezed my sac, milking a rush of gism out of my cock just as it rose above her orbs. It splashed into her mouth, but she missed most of it. Come was dribbling down her chin and splattered on her cheeks,. “I’m going to take you over there, introduce you to him, and you’re going to be my obedient slut. You’ll follow my instructions to the letter or you won’t get to climax until tomorrow.” Freja’s tone and Lacy’s past experience let the submissive this was serious business. Lacy was well-aware Freja owned a female chastity belt for she had been locked into it for days at a time. “Yes, Mistress, as you say.” Lacy responded with enthusiasm even though she was unsure about this male stranger she.