Witches Test Subject - Pantyhose TF
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DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea join the Discord ServerWitches Test Subject - Pantyhose TFI still remember how we met at that coffee shop downtown. Sabrina knocked over an entire display of coffee beans, cursing under her breath as she tried to clean up. I helped…
I still remember how we met at that coffee shop downtown. Sabrina knocked over an entire display of coffee beans, cursing under her breath as she tried to clean up. I helped her and somehow ended up with a date. She was different. All her curves were in all the right places, and she had a sharp tongue and this mysterious air about her. It wasn't until our third date she dropped the bombshell: "I'm a witch." Not onlyfans model or some messed up kinky stuff. She was an actual spell-casting witch. Of course, I laughed. That earned me a demonstration involving turning my coffee into a live orange juice. After that, dating got... interesting. She'd test little spells on me, usually while I slept. Once, I woke up speaking in rhymes all day. Another time, my hair changed color every hour. But I stuck around because there was something addictive about her chaos. Today marked three weeks since we started dating. Her text just said: ‘Workshop. Now. Got something big planned!’ Her Workshop occupied an entire converted Victorian basement. Medieval stonework covered the walls, bizarre ingredients lined shelves, and various-sized cauldrons bubbled away. The main one dominated the center and was big enough to fit an enitre person. That should've been my first warning. "There's my favorite test subject!" Sabrina bounced over, her dark curls wild around her face. "What's the experiment today?" I asked, eyeing the main cauldron's swirling cyan-colored liquid. "Something amazing!" She grabbed her massive spellbook, nearly dropping it. "I've been working on this transformation spell for weeks!" "Transform what exactly?" She just grinned, pulled me close, and kissed my cheek. Her lips left a tingling sensation. "Trust me?" That was always a dangerous question with her. But she looked so excited, practically vibrating with enthusiasm. Her brown eyes had that amber glow they got when she was channeling magic. "Fine," I sighed. "But nothing permanent this time?" "Of course not! Probably not. Maybe? Just get in the cauldron!" The liquid felt strange - not quite wet, more like being enveloped in warm static electricity. It came up to my waist. Sabrina started chanting, her voice taking on that ethereal echo it got during serious spells. That's when I noticed her tome was upside down. "Hey, the book-" "Shhh!" She waved dismissively. "Don't break my concentration!" The first change hit like lightning through my chest. "Unnngh!" My pecs tingled, then swelled outward. The sensation of growing breasts was bizarre - weight pulling forward, sensitive flesh expanding. They bounced heavily as I shifted. "Ohhh fuuuck!" My voice jumped two octaves as my groin began transforming. The reshaping sent waves of confusing pleasure through me. "Sabrina! The book is-" "Almost done!" She flipped pages frantically. My skin started changing next. A bluish tint spread across my arms. The surface became weirdly slick, then translucent. I could see through my own hand. "This feels really weird!" My flesh was losing solidity. drip A blob of what used to be my finger fell into the liquid. The melting accelerated. My legs dissolved first, merging with the cauldron's contents. When my groin liquified, the pleasure was overwhelming. "Ahhhhh!" My moan echoed off the stones. Sabrina's cheeks flushed dark red. With a loud splash, my torso melted in chunks, each drop sending new sensations through my formless being. Arms followed, dripping away until only my head remained. The last thing I saw was Sabrina's concerned face before my vision submerged. Being liquid was indescribable. I could feel every ripple, every current. My consciousness spread throughout the cauldron. Trying to speak just created bubbles. "Oh crap, that's not right..." Sabrina muttered. She leaned closer to check the tome. "Maybe if I just..." She reached for the book but lost her balance. "Shit!" SPLASH She fell entirely into the cauldron. Immediately, I felt myself being drawn to her body. It started with her breasts, my liquid form soaking into her flesh, making them swell dramatically. Her sweater strained against the expansion. "Ohhh gods!" she moaned as more of me absorbed into her thighs and ass. I could feel every curve growing, jiggling with her movements. Her leggings stretched to their limit. The strangest sensation was being pulled into her pantyhose. My consciousness fractured a part of me in her enlarged breasts, part in her thighs, but the majority of my awareness centered on the thin fabric covering her lower half. I felt everything - every shift, every pulse of her quickened heartbeat. Then, the panties broke with a loud ripping. Direct contact with her wet pussy sent shockwaves through what remained of my being. "Fuck fuck fuck!" She scrambled out of the cauldron, excess liquid dripping down her impossible curves. Finally, she noticed the upside-down book. "Oh... Well, that explains things." She examined herself in a full-length mirror. Her breasts were easily triple their origin
