..a wicked witch!" The little girl adopted a raspy voice for effect.
James grimaced. That didn't sound good.
"A sexy one, with even bigger boobs than the Princess!" The boy added with a giggle.
"Hey, stop that!" His fellow narrator protested.
As the voices above faded again, a mysterious figure suddenly materialised ahead of James and Penelope as if from nowhere. It was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in what seemed like a sexy haloween witch costume. She had long, black hair, olive brown skin and, as requested by one of the stories authors, huge, perfectly formed breasts.
"Well well, what have we here?" The witch smirked "a visit from Royalty? I'm honoured. And who is your friend?"
The witch eyed James up and down without showing any kind of emotion.
"That's none of your concern" Penelope tried to retain a tone of authority but was clearly more than a little worried.
"Do you always dress like that?" The witch addressed James directly, ignoring the Princess for now.
"It's a long story" James suddenly felt more exposed than ever "Um, we should probably be going. We must have taken a wrong turn. I'm sorry to have disturbed you"
"I go where I like" the Princess argued "Come on James, it's this way to the castle. There is no need for us to idle here any longer"
"Oh, but I insist" the witch smirked again as the unwelcome voice from above again interrupted the scene with it's next announcement.
"And then the wicked witch..."