As soon as she left another of the witch’s walked in. It was Matilda, the one who had seemed quite antagonistic. She just said ‘Lie there and don’t say anything’ James wasn’t sure if that was a command or her putting a spell on him. He found he couldn’t move or talk. All he could do was watch in horror as she took off her britches before climbing on the bed and squatting over James before lowering herself onto his still engorged member.
James felt his penis pushing into a dry cavern. Her vagina felt like sandpaper. She sat there not even looking at him apparently waiting for something to happen. After a minute she said ‘Hurry up and give me your seed. I don’t enjoy this any more than you do’
James couldn’t talk or move. What was she expecting him to do?
She called out ‘He doesn’t work! He’s a dud! Nothing is happening!’
That prompted her sister to return. The one who had already raped James. ‘I’ve told you before Gilda. He needs to think you are attractive. Use a little magic and it will be returned 10 fold. Here allow me’
The witch waved her hands in front of James's eyes and murmured something. Suddenly it wasn’t a witch sitting on top of him it was Taylor Swift in a red slip dress. Taylor Swift sitting on his penis. She was gorgeous. Within 10 seconds he was ejaculating into her. He was in a daze as she swiftly got off and disappeared.
Shortly afterwards Katy Perry walked in. She was wearing a blue vinyl dress. She wasted no time in lowering herself onto James's already throbbing penis. He exploded once more the minute her vagina swallowed it.
Before he could recover Katy morphed into the oldest witch. The one who had made Christina her maid. James watched in horror as she climbed off him and straightened her tattered black dress. She called out ‘Matilda, I think you need to unfreeze the pet’
Shortly afterwards James found he could move again. He rolled out of the bed and vomited on the floor. He was totally disgusted with himself. He collapsed into his own vomit.
He heard the witches talking. ‘Get the maid in here to clean up the mess. He could do with a wash as well. He’s splashed vomit all over himself'
It was Gilda who led James to the bathroom. He soon found himself huddled in the foetel position in the metal tub. At least his penis was no longer engorged. He was spent.
5 minutes later Christina walked in. She was carrying a large bucket in each hand. James found out that the buckets contained lukewarm water when she unceremoniously poured them over him. She didn’t say anything. James knew she couldn't talk but from the look on her face it was evident that she wasn't happy with him. He couldn’t blame her.