By: WhatIsYourDesire666
"Damn it! Failed again!" Lily cursed, her voice echoing in her lair
The witch's irritation was palpable. The self-proclaimed 'Greatest witch in history,' Lily was not one to tolerate failure, especially from herself. Three attempts and not a single successful batch had been produced. Her pride stung sharper than the acrid fumes of burnt herbs.
"Where have I gone wrong?" she muttered, more to herself than anyone present "Any idea?"
In a way, she wasn't totally alone. Her 'apprentice', Elias - Who she had captured a few days ago - was here. Just, not really himself anymore. And not really able to answer any of her questions. Let's say that he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
A day like any other: he went to the forest, seeking some wood. He approached a bit too much of an old lair, which was nothing else than Lily's home. He had heard some stories about this place, but he never took that into account and decided to ignore it. As he bent forward to pick up a dead wood he felt something cold behind him, like a strange presence. When he stood up, Lily was here, smiling. After that? Darkness.
He woke up some hours ago, sitting on an old wooden chair. Lily was here, turning her back, occupied with some weird mixture. The first thing Elias noticed was that the village's stories were wrong: It was told that the lair was occupied by an old evil witch. The only thing he could see was no doubt the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, at least her behind... Lily noticed his awakening and turned around to face him. Damn... Her face was like an angel: red hairs and lipstick contrasted with her perfect pale skin. She couldn't be old…
"Welcome apprentice!" she said.
"Apprentice?" Elias thought, "What the hell is she talking about?"
"We have a lot to do and little time to prepare - So I already began our... experience..." She continued like the most normal thing in the world.
"What are you going to do to me?" Elias asked. Or at least... Tried to ask... Before he noticed that he couldn't speak. His mouth has disappeared! Panic invaded him as he tried to touch his face, but his hands refused to move. He couldn't see any ropes or restraints but it was like he didn't control his body anymore.
"Trying to break the mental control do you?" Lily asked as if she readed his mind (or does she?), "I want to make sure that you wouldn't try something stupid so stay here and listen"
Elias muffled, sweat started to drop from his face as fear swallowed him all.
"You see, I've been doing this for a while now, capturing men like you for my experience. Because the more experience I made, the more power I get, you understand? Good. But last night, I was visited by... How can I say? A superior force... Which told me to unleash all I have to win a Tournament. No need to say that the reward must be tremendous. And there is no way I can lose this."
Elias' eyes were the only thing he could move, and they scanned the room for an exit. He saw a little window not too far from his position, but how get there in his condition? How long the spell will last?
"I hope you listen to me..." Lily asked, leaned over him, some inches from his face. He looked at her, like a corned up prey watching her predator closing the distance.
"Seems you didn't..." she sighed, "So... Time to start", she simply said with a smirk.
Lily clapped her fingers, and the second after, he was watching the ceiling... he still couldn't move but he didn't have to wait long before seeing the witch coming in his view. She was huge! Wait, no…
Everything was huge! He was shrunked!
"Now you will be useful..." she said with a dark voice, lifting her purple dress. Elias was shoked to see that she didn't wear any underwear... And understood only when she picked him up…
He was her panties…
"No no no!" he wanted to screamed, but he couldn't talk, he couldn't flee, only see and feel…
Lily took him delicately with her thin fingers, it would be a shame to damage this fragile fabric. The black dentels and purple tissue made this piece really esthetic. It was one of her favorite panties, so she wear them, well... often... Maybe too many... Anyway this poor boy will soon discipline under her.
She put her feet on the holes and start to pull up the panties. Elias could already felt the warmth of her skin... and the hot sweat of her body... Each drop of perspiration on her legs was collected by his new absorbing body. And even if he didn't have a mouth, he could taste the flavor of it.... It was pungeant... A mix of salt hot stale water... and some rot spicy other things... But the journey was not ending : Lily continued to pull him up, inexorably to his final destination : her ass.
"Hope you will like your new home" cackled Lily. Her fingers passed her large hips, and Elia's body entered her dark crack. There, the heat, taste, smell was ten times worse. It was damp, wet, way too warm and suffocating. Lily couldn't care less and sat in her wood stool, turning back to her potions. After all, she has a work to finish. And what's better than a song to work with?
"Life as my panties!
Until my thirties!
I hope you'll hold!
Life as my panties!
Until my thirties!
But I never get old!"
Lily laughed at her own improvised joke-song. Poor boy…
Her ass seemed gigantic. Smashed against the wood, Elias could feel her weight. Her cheeks squeezed him like a sponge as he collected all her ass sweat. It was a true torture. He couldn't flee, couldn't protest, couldn't faint... It was like being immortal and wasn't able to die.
Lily didn't show any mercy: She took the waistband of her panties and pull up a bit more, sending Elias even deeper in her crack. He was most a thong than a panties now... Her ass cheeks devored him, it chewed him for an hour before the sadic witch spoke again : "Think it's over apprentice?" she said, snapping her fingers once again. Elias hold his breath, waiting for an other cataclysmic event... until... nothing happen... He didn't feel different... Elias exhale for relief, before inhaling again... And was seized by an uncontrollable spasm. The smell was unholy, surnatural. If he could cry, tears would drop from his face, as the putrid stench assaulted him. What did she do?
As an answer : "I can control many things, you know: my body, my weight, my scent... but also your senses. So when I combine both of them, we have... That... Unbearable stench... Have fun!"
Lily caressed the back of her panties, feeling his dispair against her moist flesh. Her smile became increasingly devilish. Victory in the tournament will be hers. How could the other contenders hope to hold a candle to her? This young man would spend the rest of his life serving her in the most disgusting way possible. Today it's her panties, tomorrow it will be her bra, the day after tomorrow her boots... She would break him, denying him the peace of death, or even letting him pass out. He will have to endure every second until victory.
Even though Elias couldn't move, she could feel his energy struggling. It was good…
She would never let him go…
Never...