Princess Grace's Castle

potions

#bulge #Gina #masks #potions #transformation #witch

You finish your drink. For whatever reason, Ravequeen Liz's brainwashing musical stylings just aren't doing it for you tonight. Maybe it's because you left your hypnovisor at home. Or maybe you're just not up for having a blue-haired songstress bass-blast your brains out.

You finish your drink, take your coat, and head out the door into the alley. “Leaving so soon?” A cool voice blows in behind you. A hand rests on your shoulder. Hot pink nails, sharpened to a point. You turn around to see a vision in pink and black. “Party's not over yet.”

You freeze. She smiles. “The night's still young, and I need an assistant. You only get a full moon like this once a month.”

She rests her arm on your shoulder and gets walking. Your legs carry you with her. “I know, I know. You're wondering what's up with the outfit.”

“Well, I'm a witch.” She smiles. You're looking at those yummy violet lips. Your heart throbs in your chest. “And, well, even we have to dress for the club. You get it.” She rolls her eyes. “Ever wanted to see the inside of a witch's apartment?”

You nod.

She lives nearby enough. “I look for assistants at that club a lot, but I never get anyone so cute. Must be my lucky day.”

Witches, as you know, live in awfully upscale apartments. New hardwood flooring, in-unit laundry, new appliances. Including a stainless steel cauldron.

“Just in time, too. I needed a new familiar.” The cauldron clicks on. She sits you down on the couch and whispers in your ear. “You'll be a good girl for Miss Gina.”

Your body goes limp. Her cool voice swirls into your head. Your eyelids flutter. Your hands start to wander.

“It's not easy raising Hell all day. Do you think demons show up and start sowing chaos all by themselves? They don't even make a party worth going to without the right summoning circle.” She sits on your lap. Her legs wrap around your torso. Her bulge against your chest.

Just thinking about Miss Gina's bulge gets your mouth watering~

She snaps her fingers. A bubbling ladleful of fresh potion hovers across the room. “Drink up, silly goose. Well, silly owl.”

Thick, black bubbling sludge slides down your throat. Your bones start to twist and stretch. Your gaze fixes on Miss Gina's perfect golden eyes.

The last thing you remember before drifting off to sleep is the inside of a mask covering your face and the inside of her hand between your legs. You're a good little familiar for Miss Gina.

You wake up before Miss Gina, like you always do. She's passed out from a night of partying and putting curses on cute girls. A tail here, a fetish for goths there, and one rude bartender turned into a slutty potion vendor. You flap off to the kitchen. Miss wakes up hungry!

A cute owlgirl delivering potion ingredients to her witchy mistress.

The witch Gina, pink highlights in her black drilled hair, wearing a pink and black cheerleader outfit and cupping her bulge.

The witch Gina, standing tall in her tattered fishnets and swinging a watch hypnotically.

First image by CorruptiveSpirit, last two by darkhatboy

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#attributetheft #cult #hypnosis #potions #snake #you

“Baroda.”

“Baroda.”

“Baroda.”

Droning chants echo from inside the immaculate marble building. Its mighty pillars stretch into the sky. Long flags frame the huge mahogany doors, each featuring a stylized version of the snake goddess herself.

You push the door open. The chanting grows louder. The walls are lined with countless potions of every color in every shape of bottle. Some of them bubble and fizz, some of them swirl and shift, and some of them simply lie in wait.

“Greetingsss!” A hooded cultist hisses to you.

“What bringss you in? Looking for a boost? A new love life? Perhaps a new life altogether?” Their cold, scaly hand rests on your shoulder. “Or something more fulfilling? We're always looking for new memberss.”

You ask about the chanting. They smile and lead you past the shelves.

The chanting grows louder.

“BARODA!”

“BARODA!”

“BARODA!”

You walk into a mighty cathedral. Dozens of identical robed cultists bow to one gorgeous, golden goddess. She waves her hands, drawing motes of essence from their willing bodies.

Snippets of their lives. Personality traits. Physical strength and speed. All plucked out to be processed into potions. You're nudged towards the front. You catch Baroda's gaze.

“What have we here~?” She hisses, slinking down the aisle.

Baroda takes your chin and cranes your neck up so you can only look into her eyes. “What have we here? A new cultissst?” A smile creeps onto her face. “I suppose I could keep you around my bed once we've plucked out everything useful. You're cute, at leassst~”

You're brought to the front of the room and offered to Baroda. You gaze slack-jawed into her eyes while your clothes slip off your body. She plucks lovely little orbs from inside you. Silly memories you didn't need anyways, right? She'll replace them with pleasure and obedience.

Soon, you're so pulled apart, you're more bliss than person. You've stained your nice, new robes with your dripping, and Baroda whispers one more command in your ear.

“Sssssleeep.”

You wake up as one of the many robed figures in her bed. A far cry from the elegant robes adorning the snake goddess you fell in love with, she's wearing a sweatshirt and holding someone's youthful exuberance with her free hand.

She pets you on the head. “Worship quietly, okay? It'ss my day off, and I have to go to the bank.”

A snake goddess, dressed all casual (Art by @CanonThought@twitter.com!)

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#HappyCamper – A camping trip, a hypnovirus, and a dream. #StreamersLittleHelper – Fame, fortune, and more from a slutty ghost. #MissModemoiselle – Finally, someone who can fight City Hall. #ConStitution – Cosplayers hypnotized at a convention. #ShowStoppers – Supereroes are out. Pop stars are in.

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