The Witch's Thirst
Read the storyAn AU Fanfic based on Hocus Pocus: Within the candle-lit confines of the Sanderson house, the witch Sarah Sanderson successfully captures Max and Alison. Alison is magically bound to a heavy wooden chair, a helpless spectator to the unfolding nightmare. Sarah, a vision of voluptuous, predatory grace, turns her full attention to the trembling Max. She begins a slow, deliberate seduction, her touch both maternal and intoxicatingly erotic. She guides his inexperienced hands over her curves, purring with approval as he explores her breasts and ass. His first climax, a premature spill during a tit job, is met not with mockery but with tender, whispered comfort that deepens his unwitting trust. This is followed by a slow, expert blowjob that leaves him gasping, her eager swallowing sealing his devotion. Emboldened, Max shyly requests to return the favor, and Sarah lovingly instructs him in the art of cunnilingus, her breathy gasps guiding him until she shudders in climax. His surprising, shy request to taste her ass delights her, and she eagerly teaches him the intimate act of analingus, cementing his complete infatuation. Smitten and pliant, he readily agrees when she offers him a "potion" to enhance their pleasure, accepting it directly from her lips in a deep, searing kiss. The magic takes hold, and their subsequent sexual congress becomes a vortex of ecstasy and draining. As he thrusts into her, first in her mouth for a second, more intense blowjob, then her as and then her vagina, each wave of pleasure is mirrored by a terrifying, accelerating weakness. His body withers, his youthful vigor siphoned away with every orgasmic pulse, until he collapses, a lifeless husk in her arms. Sarah then turns to the horrified Alison. Her hypnotic voice erases the girl’s will, replacing terror with a dark, unwilling arousal. Alison is compelled to perform cunnilingus on the witch, first tasting her wet vulva and then her ass, where she finds the lingering, potent traces of Max. The act, both degrading and intensely arousing, shatters her last resistance. Knowing the potion’s deadly purpose yet consumed by desire, Alison accepts the kiss and the magic. The two women then engage in passionate, detailed lesbian sex, Sarah using every intimate touch to slowly drain Alison’s life force, just as she did with Max. The story ends with the two dead on the floor, and Sarah basking in the afterglow, her power restored by their consumed vitality. All characters are over the age of 18