Chapter Text
The sun is shining brightly in the sky as you make your way down the wooded path, holding a basket full of berries against your chest. It had been a long and difficult winter for your village, but now spring is finally here, and you can’t help but smile to yourself as you glance down at your bountiful harvest. Over the course of the day, you have gathered enough fruit to last for half a week or more, and you’re pretty sure you remember the path back to that secluded orchard, so you’ll have no trouble returning whenever you-
*thump*
Suddenly, your foot catches on something solid, and you stumble forwards, dropping your bounty in the process. Glancing behind you, you spot an odd, dead-looking root that you could’ve sworn hadn’t been there a moment ago… but there’s no use crying over spilled milk, and so you simply bend down, pick up your basket, and once again begin to fill it with-
“My, my… Such an adorable little thing, aren’t you?”
Without warning, a strange, magical energy seizes your body, and you quickly lose the ability to move. You had been crouched low to the ground, your torso horizontal as you reached out to pick up one of the berries you had dropped… And you now find yourself frozen in that awkward position, to the point that you can’t even turn your head to glance at the stranger who is slowly approaching.
“Mmmmmm, yes. You’ll do just fine…” The woman’s voice comes out smooth as honey as she comes to a stop just off to your right. “These woods are so dangerous for anyone travelling alone… If you aren’t careful, some vile beast might come along and gobble you up…”
Your breath catches as you feel a hand running across your back, and a moment later, your body begins to move on its own. The next thing you know, you are back on your feet, arms at your side like a soldier standing at attention, and staring directly at the woman who now has you completely under her thrall…
“Shhhh… It’s alright, my dear. There’s no reason to be afraid…”
The woman smiles as she places her fingers under your chin, and tilts your head upwards until your eyes have met hers. She is easily a full foot taller than you, possibly more, and that height difference combined with her powerful presence makes you feel positively tiny. Your eyes dart around her form, taking in her dark skin, the long, floofy, brown hair that falls past her shoulders and partially covers her copper-colored eyes, and the silky purple robe that does basically nothing to hide her considerable curves…
…But none of that is anywhere near as eye-catching as her seductive smile, her piercing gaze, and the way she’s sizing you up, like you are a delicious meal, and she cannot possibly wait to indulge…
“Ah, but where are my manners. My name is Alasha Thornwillow.” You let out a quiet gasp, which only causes Alasha’s smile to widen. “What’s the matter, my dear? Have you heard of me before? I know the villagers love to gossip about the mean old witch who abducts everyone who crosses her path, but I promise… I’m not nearly as bad as they’d have you believe…”
Alasha leans in closer, until her face is mere inches away from yours, and her breath brushes against your lips. “…All I want is to get to know you a little better, and to teach you some fun games that I just know you’ll enjoy. You want to play with me too, don’t you? You want to give me everything I desire…”
Alasha exhales a strange, pink mist directly into your mouth, and long before you can even think of coughing it up, her lips have met yours, and you mind is consumed by an almost indescribable magical force. The witch holds you close as her tongue dances with yours, and inexplicably, all your fear begins to melt away. You soon realize that this beautiful woman isn’t a threat; she’s your friend, your protector… your lover, your master. Anything she wants from you, she should have. Anything she desires, you are more than willing to give…
…And even once you regain the ability to move, you simply cannot work up the willpower to try and free yourself from the witch’s embrace. After all, why should you? You are safe with Alasha, Alasha loves you… and just as importantly, you love her. A fire has been ignited inside your very blood, and that blaze is only growing stronger the longer this kiss goes on. You want Alasha to touch you. You want Alasha to use you. You can feel something long, hard, and extremely exciting pressing into your stomach through the witch’s robes, and in this moment, you want nothing more than to learn what that absolutely massive thing would feel like buried deep inside your sex…
“Mhmhm… Such a good, obedient girl.” Alasha’s voice now resembles that of an angel, and you wait with bated breath for whatever she’s going to say next. “Now let’s get you out of those clothes, shall we?”
Your heartrate rises exponentially as the witch begins to strip you, elegantly pulling off your outfit one article of clothing at a time, all while her eyes sparkle with an all-consuming hunger. Any sane person would react to that predatory gaze with terror, as well as a renewed desire to get as far away from the witch as possible… but in your lust-addled state, you quickly jump to your own conclusions. Alasha thinks you’re pretty. Alasha thinks you’re beautiful. Alasha obviously desires you…
…And as the last of your clothing falls to the ground, there is absolutely no denying that you want her too.
“Haaaahhhhh… there’s nothing quite like the sight of a newly unwrapped slut.” Your now-naked body practically melts into Alasha’s arms as she embraces you from behind, her hands lingering mere inches from your sex and nipples, while her large breasts and cock press into your back through her robes. “Do you want me to touch you, my dear? Do you want me to play with you? Do you want me to teach you just how much pleasure my magic can bring?”
The lustful energy that is now flooding through your veins leaves you incapable of speech, but thanks to that same spell, you know exactly what answer you have to give. You weakly nod your head as you wait for the witch’s fingers to drift to your most sensitive spots, or maybe for her to pull off her own robe, so that you might finally lay your eyes on the enormous cock that you now desire more than anything else in the world. You want this… You want this! You want-
“Good. Then I believe it’s time for our games to begin!”
Suddenly, everything around you turns sideways, and both you and the witch are enveloped in a pitch-black void. Time loses all meaning as you lay in Alasha’s grasp, but either a few seconds or a few hours later, you reappear in reality, now inside of a small cabin. You are far too disoriented to take in your surroundings, but just a moment later…
“Now then.” …The witch suddenly releases you from her embrace, and you collapse to your knees as the world continues to spin. “It would hardly be fair if I simply claimed you without a fight, so I’m going to give you one chance to find your way to freedom. Escape my domain, and you are free to return to your village. I shall not bother you nor any of your acquaintances ever again. But if I, or my pets, or my minions, or my traps were to catch you…
“…Well, then we’ll see just how much pleasure your mortal brain can take. So good luck, my dear! You’ll need it~♪”
A sudden gust of wind fills the room as the witch disappears into a cloud of pure darkness, and by the time you have finished processing Alasha’s words, you find yourself alone with your own exceedingly-horny thoughts. Whatever spell Alasha has cast on you, it is still very much affecting your mind, and your body burns with desire as you sit there, utterly unsure of what you should do next…
…But after ten minutes of lustful panting, you finally manage to get back to your feet. After all, you’ve been given a chance to escape, so you should at least try to make a run for it, shouldn’t you? No matter how beautiful Alasha is, no matter how angelic her voice sounds in your ears, no matter how wonderful it will undoubtably feel when she finally forces her cock inside your sex… You had a life before all of this, and you should try your best to return to it…
…Shouldn’t you?
You take a moment to steady your breath, then begin to glance around your surroundings. You find yourself in a candle-lit, rectangular room, with a comfortable-looking king-sized bed in one corner, a floor-to-ceiling wardrobe on the opposite wall that is held shut by a simple latch, an impressively tall spiral staircase that disappears into an opening in the ceiling (through which you can barely make out another room, which seems to be illuminated by natural moonlight) and a door that leads to what you think is a small bathroom, given it only contains a faucet, a washing bucket, and a wooden tub.
Notably, there are no windows in this room, but what appears to be the front door is hanging open, revealing a torch-lit, cavernous tunnel that stretches off into the distance. So does that mean you’re underground right now? Regardless, there isn’t much else here, and you soon realize it’s time to decide what you want to do next.
Do you leave through the front door that’s ‘conveniently’ been left open for you? Climb the stairs to see where the moonlight is coming from? Investigate the wardrobe for useful tools? You are still unable to speak, and your body is boiling with lustful desire, but it’s a low boil, and for now, at least, you are able to form your thoughts into actions.
So… what will you do?
“I need to get out of here as soon as possible.”: to leave through the front door and enter the tunnels, go to Chapter 5.
“Natural light is probably a good sign, right?”: to climb the stairs and investigate the second floor, go to Chapter 4.
“Maybe there’s something useful in the wardrobe…”: to check inside the wardrobe, go to Chapter 2.
“Escape? Why in the world would I want to escape?”: to lie down on the bed and eagerly await your new master’s return, go to Chapter 3.
“Why should I run when I could just hide?”: to hide in the bathtub and hope that Alasha simply passes you by, go to Chapter 15 (custom request by KnightmaresWar).
Or, if you want to suggest another course of action, leave a comment!