Sam grew up with stories about the witch of Hollow Hill. Drunk at a Halloween Party, his friends dare him to sneak up to the house and steal a pair of the witch's panties. Reluctantly, Sam follows through with the dare, only to get caught - by the witch herself! Although more beautiful and curvaceous than Sam could have ever dreamed, he finds that she most certainly has a dark side as he's forced to don the purloined panties and bend over for punishment. Will he be able to resist her sexy spell? Or will he find himself bewitched by a BBW?
... Finally, in the third drawer, Sam found what he was looking for.
Panties of every conceivable color and cut greeted him, each pair lacier and softer than the last. He reached in, thumbing through the stacks, in awe of the sheer amount she had accumulated. Much like the house itself, the chest of drawers seemed capable of containing more than its outward appearance would indicate, and Sam soon found himself up to his elbows in thongs, boy shorts, high-waisted briefs, and even a few pairs of crotchless panties.
He found a bright turquoise pair, lifted them up, and unfurled them for inspection. They were wider than he had thought they’d be. He lowered the panties and fumbled for the tag. Size twelve.
Big girl, he thought to himself, stuffing the pair into his pocket and closing the drawer. His longing for just one glance at the witch began to wane. He wasn’t really into girls above a size six.
He was just about to leave the room and return to his friends victorious when the alchemy station once again caught his eye.
Inside an ampoule, a dark purple liquid swirled with streaks of glimmering pink. The label across it simply LOVE. Sam reached for it, removing it from its holster and holding it up to the light to watch the colors dance within the confines of the glass.
Love. Like a love potion? His heart fluttered at the prospect. Abby…
He was about to pocket the elixir when he heard a voice from the door and his blood turned to ice.
“And just what are you doing in my bedroom, young mortal?” came the silky – and slightly agitated – purr from between the sumptuous lips of the witch of Hollow Hill. ...
Nora Nix is a young author with a passion for passion. She enjoys love stories just as much as she enjoys lust stories and writes both. Other genres that interest her include fantasy, science fiction, dystopian worlds, post-apocalyptic epics, and good old adventure tales.