Lustful Lonely Witch Yields Cosmic Power To Control Her Victims.

The trees cripple into their shadows, while the mist kisses the void.

Today, I will tell you a tale that comes from the deep boreal forests of Russia. It tells of a lustful lonely witch, who stalks the corners of the forests within early dawn. The sight of her leaves anyone enamored. Her unworldly beauty is emphasized as she draws on cosmic forces to bring any victim to their knees. Ultimately succumbing to her commands. She sucks their souls right out of their body. Men become induced under her spell, paralyzed by the external world, with no way to survive.

A lone wanderer turns right, then left… the wind blows his only map up into the canopies of the forest. With every step he takes, the mist begins to settle between the twigs and trunks of dead trees. He’s waiting for the light of dawn to rise over the canopies, to penetrate through, tapping on the surface of his cheek, bouncing off touching the fallen leaves… It begins to shine brightly through the mist. A hauntingly charming voice sways between the dawn’s light breeze.  He hears a woman’s voice. The lonely wanderers’ attention is caught towards the sound. His search begins.

A hundred tree stumps are touched, only to redirect him back towards the path containing the beautiful melody. Still, the lustful lonely witch sings him into a haze. An hour goes by, his head and body are spinning, the mist settles in, and he’s left wandering in the clouds. His legs collapse, he faints and falls into a deep slumber. Then, he wakes up to a bird’s ear-piercing chirp. It lifts his torso completely off the ground. As he twists and turns his neck all around him, the mist begins to lift. It reveals a long, wide, leaf-covered path bordered by dying trees, and accompanied by an eerie silence.

The lustful lonely witch hunts her meal.

The wind shifts his gaze over to the rustling trees, and when he looks up, he sees the lustful lonely witch staring right at him, still humming the tune, as she makes her way closer, the humming gets louder. As she hums her way down to her knees, resting her hands on his cheek, she opens her mouth and sings a hypnotizing tune. His mind seems to be in shackles.  He only listens and follows. The witch makes her way, winding through the forest trees as he follows.

They arrive at a small, sweet little cottage dressed in thick interwoven vines, purple flowers show their face up and down the trellis, and a strange-looking owl greets her before she enters. The lustful lonely witch whispers something into its ear, being careful to not break eye contact with her follower, and then, it leaps off into the sky like a bullet piercing through. Once she makes her way in, she drops her hood, revealing long locks, and she’s turned away. The wanderer carefully examines the room, as he takes several more steps inside, the door slams shut behind him.

Cosmic powers shoot through the lustful lonely witch.

He faces to look at the lustful lonely witch. Her fingers caress the front of her cloak, untying the knot keeping her butt covered. It drops down with a magical grace. Therefore, the wanderer wears a pink face while he stares at her back grooves, down her Venus dimples, over the hills of her amazing ass. She turns, gazing at him with her piercing dark blue eyes, her red lips draw him close. His cock shoots up once their lips meet, that’s when she sits him on the wide seat. Her hips extend, allowing her pussy to swallow his massive nerd cock whole as she sinks down.

The dancing light from the nearby fire paints her hair in hues that continue to hypnotize the poor man. His cock is stuck between two salivating walls, that seem to grip tighter with every stroke. However, he also begins to feel something else, something off. He nervously begins to look at his skin, it’s becoming more translucent as the time ticks on. “What’s happening to me? “, “Wha- what are you doing to me?” the poor nerdy man shakingly asks. Nevertheless, the witch smiles with a devilish grin. She extends her neck over to his bites into it, and whispers “It’ll all be over soon.”

The mist becomes brighter, yet he becomes farther and farther from the ground.

Before he can even think of trying to escape and seek help, the lustful lonely witch submerges her power into his deep conscious mind, he can’t stop, he wouldn’t dare. First, his soul begins to leave his body and he watches from above. Second, the intensity builds while seeing the witch’s hot sweating body. Then, from this angle, the sight of her makes his dick to go into shock. It shoots an unearthly stream of creamy white cum into the cock-constraining pussy. Finally, the witch lets out a long loud sigh of relief as she tosses her head back with her eyes closed.

Once her eyes open and meet those of his lifeless soul floating above, staring down at her, she smiles, and opens the thorned vined and heart-shaped locket, exposing a vortex, sucking his soul in, for eternity. Afterward, the lustful lonely witch travels to a nearby stream, bathing under the mist. As she stands at the dry edge of the river, wringing the water out of her locks, the sun beams down. She opens her lock, sacrificing the soul to the beaming rays, and in return, her beauty grows. The mist makes its way back in, with it, her owl, carrying it back into the deep dark forest walls.

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