Reluctantly James sipped from the cup. The drink tasted a like apple cider.
‘All of it’ the witch repeated. James downed the cup. The taste was actually quite pleasant.
‘Very good’ the witch said with a gummy smile. She was missing a lot of teeth. ‘Now let’s see how big you are’
The witches gnarled hairy fingers reached out and began to fondle Jame’s penis. He pulled away in disgust ‘No! I didn’t agree to this. I just wanted somewhere to live’
‘Oh dear James. I don’t want any harm to come to you. You will have a bed and I will keep you well nourished. Let me show you the bed we shall share’
‘No! Let me go! I don’t want to stay here’
‘Nonsense! I will be your best friend in the house. I will look after you. Matilda and Hilda just see you as a resource to be exploited but to me you are something more. A source of pleasure. We will be friends. Friends with benefits’
James was really scared. This old woman was creepy. He backed away from her. He looked to the door. He could make a dash for it. Naked or not he needed to get out of there.
The witch seemed to be able to read his mind ‘You disappoint me boy. Do you not think I am just as capable as my sister? You cannot escape. Accept your fate or do you need me to provide a demonstration’
‘Get away from me you witch!’ James made a dash towards the door.
‘Wrong answer Sonny’ The witch waved at you and made a murmuring sound. You fell flat on your face. Mid stride your legs had frozen. She loomed over you. ‘I hope you haven’t damaged yourself. Roll over and let me see’
James felt the control of his legs restored. He had hurt himself. His nose felt broken, and blood was pouring out of it. It had slammed into the floor. He groaned.
‘I said roll over’ The witch had a commanding voice.
James rolled over and sat up. ‘I think my nose is broken’
‘Easy to fix. You need me as a friend. You look after me and I'll look after you' she gave another cackle before murmuring under her breath. She reached across and touched James's nose. The pain instantly disappeared. The blood stopped flowing.
‘What about your dick? Did you hurt it?’
‘No, I don’t think so’
‘Good! Let me check’ The witch’s hand once more fondled James's crotch. Only this time the effect was different as she touched him the penis came to life. She gently massaged his member and within a minute it was rock hard and as erect as he had ever seen it. ‘Very nice’ the old hag muttered.
James was shocked. The witch was as repulsive as ever but his body was responding to her touch as if Christina was giving him a blow job.
‘How is that happening?’ he asked in disbelief.
‘My elixir is working. It’s very powerful. Soon you will be ready to be milked. Now let’s clean up that blood’ She helped you to your feet and took you into another room which you learnt was the bathroom. There were no mirrors just a trough be the wall and a tub on the floor, but the woman wet a rag and wiped the blood from your face. She was actually quitter tender in her ministrations, like a caring grandmother. James temporarily forgot she was a witch holding him against his will. Eventually she said ‘There that looks much better. How about I show you your bed and you can lie down'
‘Thank-you’ you uttered. You actually were grateful but a bit embarrassed that even though she had stopped fondling your penis it was still engorged, as big as you could ever remember it being. You let her lead you to a bedroom. The room was simply furnished with an antique wardrobe and a single bed with a golden bedspread. The woman turned down the bedspread and bade you to get into the bed. ‘Rest up and restore your energy. I’ll return shortly’ The witch left the room.
You climbed into the bed and quickly pulled the bedspread back over yourself to hide the erection.