She was just trying to have some fun with them. Most witches had become so dull and boring in the past century, though it was understandable, considering the frequent hunts. However, to Vala, it didn’t seem like a good enough excuse to shut oneself inside a cavern for the rest of their lives. But that was just what had been done, and for longer than she cared to remember, she had been a part of this. Then she had played one little prank, trying to use magic on a fellow coven member for some fun of the sexual variety, and now here she was. Many of the witches looked on her in sorrow as she was forced to leave.

It would do no good to fight against it. Vala knew the decision was final. The Elder had made it after all, even if it had been at the behest of Vala’s target. It made no difference that the defendant was in line to take the place as Elder of the coven, nor that she was possibly the most powerful witch in the past century. She had given into her base desires, something far from desirable in an Elder, as such that right had been stripped away from her. And now, without such a promising future to protect her, she was exiled.

They didn’t simply look at her for the fact that one of their own was leaving. It was the fact that she was being forced into the realm of humans, a place where a witch couldn’t possibly survive, at least that’s what they believed given the numerous hunts. Vala however, already had a contingency plan for such an occasion. For weeks now, she had been sneaking out of the coven to mingle among the mortals, thus giving her a place to be, though she couldn’t reveal her abilities without being hunted, of that she was certain. However, enough time had passed and she was on mostly friendly terms with the nearby village.

Although it might have been easier if the coven had adhered to tradition. Vala looked down at her hands, the skin flawless despite many people’s interpretation about witches, and summoned a small amount of her magical power. Between her fingertips sparks began to fly, before she cut it off. Ordinarily, a witch that was removed from her coven lost all magical power, however times had changed and they felt it no longer wise to do so. If only to give the fallen witch a fighting chance against the brutish humans.

As such, Vala was able to keep all of her abilities. She had no intention of using it to defend herself, unless absolutely necessary, however it would no doubt come to her assistance in the coming days and weeks. As she neared the village, Vala spied a single figure moving towards her. It was heavily covered in clothing, with a long scarf of sorts flailing in the air behind it, even so the exiled witch could tell it was a female. The woman came closer until Vala could clearly make out her face, particularly the faint mark on her cheek.

“I never expected another witch to be out here.” She said in greeting. The other witch grinned tightly. Vala could now she had a large shawl over her head and chest, with her lips barely on display.

“It’s not that hard when you can barely summon a small gust of wind.” She replied, her voice bitter. Vala gave her a sympathetic look.

“So you were exiled as well.” She stated.

“Yes,” The other witch answered anyway, “My name is Rala, and I was wondering if you could help me.” Rala removed her shawl, revealing her aged appearance to Vala, who let out a gasp of shock. It wasn’t at her technical sister’s age, but rather at the young child Rala held against her chest. Vala could tell at a glance that the small child was Rala’s own.

“It’s yours? But… but how?” Among the witches it was forbidden to sleep with a human male, an offense punishable by death or exile if discovered. It had even reached the point that, when a witch takes an apprentice, they are taught that sleeping with a man would result in total loss of their magic, something that was almost as important to a witch as their very lives.

Rala looked down at her child, smiling slightly.

“I’ve never laid with a man” She told Vala, who’s eyes widened at this.

“Then how?” She asked, curious as to how a witch could conceive without a man’s sperm. Vala was studious, having learnt quickly from her teacher, and further her own education after that. She was prideful in the fact that she had read every book her coven had to offer. Rala grinned at her sister.

“If you help me get my magic back, I’ll give you a very rare book of spells.” Rala knew she was successful in luring the other witch in, having guessed correctly by the strength of her magical power she had displayed, that Vala was a knowledge hungry witch.

“I don’t know… that would be against the rules of the coven.” She said automatically.

“That may be so, but you no longer belong to a coven, do you?” Rala reminded Vala, who grinned like a young girl caught stealing sweets.

“Well then, let’s get started.” Vala directed her elder to a nearby rock, where she sat and began chanting under her breath in low murmurs. Rala was surprised at how easily Vala was able to cast the spell, something that required six hours to cast by the Elder of a coven at the very least, and yet the young witch, barely past twenty years of age, was almost finished within less than half that time. It was noon when Vala had begun, completing it just as the sun began its slow descent.

“Done.” She said with a grin. Rala looked at her in disbelief, before raising a finger and summoned a small spark of power, something that had been exceptionally difficult for her since her exile, but now as easy as flexing a muscle. Testing it again, she summoned a small breeze to cool herself in the warming spring weather.

“I can’t believe it. You must have been on the verge of being made Elder.” She stated in shock, to which Vala shrugged.

“I didn’t desire such a position, after all who would enjoy so much responsibility?” She said, chuckling as she stood, “Now, where is my payment?” Rala quickly reached into a satchel at her side and pulled out a book, bound in a worn out leather. As Vala turned it onto its front to read the title, her empowered sister was already heading back to her town. Vala blinked at the name, reading it aloud to make sure she was reading it correctly.

“‘Spells of Carnal Desires’.” It was a spell book she had never heard of, and Vala was almost certain that she had read up on all of them, even if she had never actually read them all herself. Naturally curious, Vala opened the book to its first page, where she immediately read a couple of lines, before shutting the book. A grin, albeit one born partially from embarrassment, on her face. It was very interesting to say the least.

After putting the book into a satchel she had left with, Vala headed to her destination. The town wasn’t far from the home of her coven, less than half a day’s walk, but it was less for a witch. Many would believe that witches were only adept at magic, however many are exceptionally fit. While Vala was remarkable in her ability to cast spells, she made certain not to neglect her body, which reaped the benefit of her daily exercises. As she jogged along the path, Vala couldn’t help but think of her own body.

It was hard not to. Her movements caused her breasts to bounce wildly, not that she felt any discomfort, having cast a lifelong spell for such purposes. They were magnificent, if she did say so herself, their shape perfect for being cupped, though their size was too much for a single hand to hold. Not that it would matter, since many witches practiced abstinence from sexual activities, with themselves or each other. Vala was rare among her sisters for being sexually promiscuous.

Her waist was thin and well kept. She didn’t have a need for a corset, as many human women did, since her breasts sat on her chest proudly. Her hips flared nicely, ideal for birthing, something that could possibly happen if she mastered her new spell book. Vala’s rear was perfectly shaped, the cheeks rounded and firm to the eye, however, as she would gladly tell, they were soft to the touch. On some days, when she had felt particularly lonesome in the coven, Vala wished she could clone herself.

Sadly, even with her great magical power, that was a thing of fantasy. She sighed and slowed down slightly, the fencing of a local farm coming into view. Vala knew her new home was close by, having chosen its location based upon its proximity to the farm and towns. She would be able to assist the farmers in exchange for food, at least she hoped so, and head into the town for anything else she might require. The times she had ventured this far, it had been dark, with most of the humans being inside. Now however, she was out before nightfall.

Vala walked along the path. She had no intention of looking around, already aware of the area and the animals that occupied the farmland, but her gaze was soon captivated by something of great interest. Walking back from a barn, was a young woman, clearly a maiden. She was carrying a pail of sloshing fluid, most likely milk. Her body was covered in a long dress, though one covered in holes and dirt marks. Vala assumed it was the nicest thing the farm girl owned.

It was an uncommon sight for many at that time. To see a girl, one of suitable marrying age at that, doing the work most would leave to men. She ignored the jeers many would throw in her direction, focusing on the job at hand. Vala found herself staring, even wandering to the fencing to get a closer look. The young woman noticed and put the pail down, heading over to see what she needed.

“Hello, madam. Can I help you?” With such a close up view, Vala had to gulp. The woman, while not the most elegant or beautiful lady in the land, was far from ugly. Her nose was small and situated well on her face, above it her oak green eyes all but shone with life, while her lips were full if somewhat colorless.

“Madam?” The woman repeated, bringing Vala back to reality.

“Hmm, oh yes, I’m sorry. I am new to this place.” The woman smiled slightly.

“And you’re not accustomed to seeing a woman doing a man’s job, I assume?” Vala looked away and grinned a little.

“I would not say that, where I’m from, the women do most of the work. But it is rare for someone as beautiful as yourself to be doing this.” Vala said. The woman blushes and looks away bashfully.

“Thank you, madam.”

“Please, call me Vala.” She said, raising a hand, which the woman soon took.

“O-okay, Vala. You can call me Daisy, if you would like?” Vala grinned and shook Daisy’s hand.

“Yes, I would like to. Well, I must be off. My new home awaits.” She said in parting, taking one last, proper, look over her new friend’s body. Daisy’s body was toned from her daily work, with slender arms and a lithe build, however the fat that was on her body was taken in the right places. This gave the farm girl slight, but fitting, curves to her toned form. Vala unconsciously licked her lips as she turned away.

“Stop by if you need anything, Vala. My family is always eager to help newcomers.” Daisy called as she left. Vala waved at her new friend, while her mind journeyed back to her new possession. The book was true to its name, assuming the opening lines were to be believed. She knew not to bring it into the open on the road, since it was bound in leather, an expensive luxury at that time. Being mugged was extremely low on Vala’s list.

Eventually, she left the farmland. She came to a fork in the path, however she was already familiar with the way to go, taking the direction away from the town. A short time later, she saw a small house coming into view. It was more of a cabin, built from high quality wood, with a single window facing in her direction. A fire was already lit, the chimney sending smoke into the air. Vala couldn’t help but grin to herself, having built the structure herself, granted she had used magic. It was still somewhat impressive for her first attempt.

Inside she sighed happily. It was warm, a nice contrast to the growing chill of the outside. A fire burned in the fireplace, casting its warmth about, eager to share. It had been a simple matter to enchant home so that the fire would light when she came within a set distance. As previously mentioned, the home was small, the opening room comprising much of the space. In front of the fireplace sat a comfortable chair, which Vala had conjured herself, while she had a modest kitchen. A single oven and sink.

If Vala had desired, she could have lived in castle. However, she chose such humble abode for two key reasons; the first being that it was small, but cosy. The fire warming the home quickly. The second was her desire to be as inconspicuous as possible, especially within the vicinity of humans. She had another floor above her, where her bed awaited her until needed. With the protection of her home, Vala sat in her chair, sighing happily as she all but sank into the soft seat. She took off her cloak and satchel.

She quickly opened it up and pulled out her new book. It was large, with several hundred pages, each filled to the brim with all new material for Vala to learn. She ran her hand over the cover, almost disbelieving that such a book existed, however she was glad it did. Vala waved a hand, a mug appearing from thin air, while an invisible bottle poured her some cider. She took the mug and sipped at it, before putting it back and opening the book once more. Throughout the night, she poured over the spells and descriptions.

When the morning came, Vala found herself asleep in the chair. The book was open on her lap, with papers littered about with her personal notes. Many of the spells were actually very simplistic, often changing a word or two in existing spells to make them sexual in nature, however Vala was eager to change that. Within a single evening, she had created far stronger versions of the spells she had learned thus far.

Something she had come to notice is how the book was clearly written by different people. It was certainly a curious discovery, to find that several witches had clearly been like her and desired sexual contact, though many were perverted on a scale Vala had only dreamed of. For instance, a spell claimed to alter the body, causing the target to grow phallic appendages from their back. They would be exceptionally long and prehensile, almost like an octopuses tentacles. Vala was curious as to what that would be like, however she would wait for such a large alteration.

She had reached the middle of the book when she had fallen asleep. She yawned and looked down at it, instantly seeing that all of the spells were centered on breasts in one form or another. Each of them focusing on enhancements, whether it was to make them bigger, perkier, or to produce more milk for a child. Vala looked down at her own chest. Her bust was already larger than most, however she couldn’t deny a small desire for them to be bigger, but it could wait. She would make these spells her own before using any of them.

She wasn’t sure how long it would take, however she was patient. Although, she found herself distracted at that time. It was the morning, Daisy would no doubt be out working at that time. It was strange to Vala. She felt a desire for the girl that she had never felt before. Even in her coven, where she had seen many a beautiful women, they didn’t capture her attention like Daisy had. Maybe it was the way she carried herself? Confident, strong, but also tender. Or perhaps it was something else.

Unable to come to a conclusion, Vala stood. Another visit may help her, besides she needed to introduce herself to her neighbors. Back on the path, she soon saw the farm come into view, and there, working on the fields, was Daisy. Vala could hardly keep her eyes from her. Daisy was little more than a faint figure in the distance, but Vala was certain of who it was, as such she approached. The farm had a gate, on which a bell was rigged to go off at the time that someone opened it.

The young witch did just that. Almost before she could close it, a fairly young couple walked up to her from the farm house. Vala could tell quickly that they were Daisy’s parents. They were visibly young though, appearing to barely be past the age of thirty each, though it was probably just her imagination. Ignoring their young appearance, Vala introduced herself.

“Hello, my name is Vala. I just arrived in town and I was wondering if I could help on your farm?” The couple frowned at this.

“You sure? A pretty young lady like yourself shouldn’t need to work for a living.” The mother stated, looking Vala up and down, a brief flash of jealousy in her eyes. The witch gave a small smile.

“Believe me, I’ve heard it many times before. I would prefer to work for myself, better than being forced to please a husband or act as something for filth to gander at.” She explained, letting a small amount of venom seep into her tone when she mentioned the words ‘husband’ and ‘filth’. She had no real hatred towards them, however she chose the way she spoke carefully, knowing the couple would most likely feel sympathy towards her. It worked as she had expected.

The two shared a brief look.

“Well, Daisy has been doing much of the hard labor,” The mother said, resting a hand on her husband’s back, looking slightly worried. If Vala had to guess, she would say that he had suffered a severe injury some time ago, making him unable to do much work.

“But we can’t pay very well.” He said, to which Vala grinned and shook her head.

“No payment needed. All I ask is maybe some food to take home?” She said. With only a brief moment of hesitation, the father nodded.

“Okay, I’ll get you some work clothes, I think Daisy’s spares will fit.” He said and left to get them. Just then, Daisy walked up and smiled slightly, recognising Vala.

“Oh, hello again, Vala.” The witch nearly sighed at the sound of the voice. While Daisy’s parents tone was somewhat rough, sounding much how one would expect a farmer to sound, however Daisy spoke softly, though her voice was clear and projected well. It was a stark contrast and one that served to highlight how ill-suited she seemed for farm work.

“Hello, Daisy.” Vala said simply, not trusting herself. Daisy gave another small grin, before heading into the house. Her father returned soon after, with a tattered dress, one even worse off than what Daisy had worn yesterday. Vala took it gladly however and left to change. In short time she was joining Daisy on her usual day of chores and other laborious deeds.

“I have to admit, I didn’t think you would tolerate this much work.” Daisy noted, the two sitting on a small blanket and eating their lunch.

“Like I said, where I’m from, the women do most of the work.” Vala laughed, trying to keep her eyes from Daisy, who gave a small smirk in response. As the day wore on, the witch found herself enjoying Daisy’s company more and more. The maiden was kind and soft spoken, however she could also be boisterous and funny when the mood was right.

“Daisy?” Vala asked as they shoveled hay in the barn.

“Yes?”

“Have you ever, um, had urges for women?” She asked, looking away shyly.

“Of course not, two women can’t bear children.” Daisy answered instantly, remembering the teachings her parents had instilled in her since she was a young girl.

“Of course, but… say they could? What about then?” Vala asked, recalling the book. It was delightfully perverted after all, she had no doubts it would have some way to do the impossible. Daisy simply laughed at this.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Vala.” With that they continued their work, though Vala could see her friend was somewhat distracted. Maybe a seed was planted, Vala thought curiously.

Over the coming days, Vala worked on the farm diligently. She never brought up her question again, though she was certain Daisy was thinking about it to a certain degree.

“Vala, you’ve had… um, experience with men, yes?” She asked one day. Vala blinked at this, but answered as she should.

“Yes, though I must say I did not enjoy it personally, why?” She asked.

“Well, my… my mother met a young man this morning at the market and she told him about me.” Daisy went on, to which Vala only grinned.

“Oh? And was he interested?” She asked. If this conversation went the way she hoped it would, the book would finally come in handy. Daisy nodded, a shy smile on her face.

“Yes, he is, uh, coming in two days. My mother told me what he looks like, and that he runs a successful bakery in the town… she thinks he’s a suitable husband for me.” Vala raised an eyebrow.

“Why are you nervous then? I think your mother has a great judge of character.” She said, gesturing to herself.

“Well, I’ve never… I’ve never done anything with a man before. What if he wants a girl who knows what a man likes? I’ve never even kissed before.” Daisy said quickly, her worry almost palpable in her voice. Vala took hold of her friend’s shoulders.

“Daisy, I understand how you’re feeling right now. I can help if you would like?” Vala offered. Daisy looked at her and frowned.

“But how?”

“In my old village, the women would look after one another. When one would have a prospective husband, the woman’s friend or family would, uh, help.” Daisy frowned at that, prompting Vala to continue, “They would kiss each other, to prepare themselves.” At this, Daisy’s eyes went wide in shock.

“But… b-b-but they are wo-women.” Vala nodded, struggling not to grin at her friend’s reaction.

“Exactly, they feel comfortable because they’re both women… sorry, I shouldn’t have offered. I’ll go for the day if you would like.” She stood to leave, but Daisy gripped her hand.

“No, it just surprised me… I-I would like to… to try.” Vala bit her tongue to stop herself from grinning.

“Would you like to accompany me back to my home? We would have privacy there.” She offered, to which Daisy nodded. She was still visibly uncertain, but trusted her friend.

“I’ll tell mother and father.” Daisy stood and walked back to the house, leaving Vala alone to begin her plan.

Since her first day at the farm, Vala had managed to recreate the entire book. She had tweaked all of the spells to what she desired, making many of them a good deal simpler. In doing so, she had managed to essentially memorize the entire book. As she waited for Daisy to return, she went about casting one of the spells, her lips moving quickly as she muttered the words under her breath. It was a spell she had considered using since she had first read it.

She recalled reading it. The spell claimed that, once cast, anyone the caster kisses will become attracted to the gender of the caster. Put simply, if Vala used it and kissed Daisy, then Daisy would no longer desire a man. However there was the problem of the spells requirements, in that Vala had no way of being able to kiss Daisy, she assumed it meant a proper kiss. Until now.

Daisy walked back to Vala, just as the witch finished casting her spell. She informed her friend that it was okay for her to go, but she had to be back before dark. Vala nodded and led the farm girl away, taking her down the path. It was difficult not to move faster in anticipation. She had made sure that she and Daisy were friends, even if Vala had other intentions. If all went as planned, Daisy would desire Vala before the months end. The two walked in silence until Vala’s home came into view.

Daisy hesitated at the door. It wasn’t the first time she had entered another person’s house, far from it, but the reason was completely abnormal. Vala gestured for her to come inside, the farm girl stepping forward almost automatically.

“You are nervous.” The witch stated, giving her friend a sympathetic look, despite her own excitement. Daisy nodded mutely and looked around, seeing the meager belongings, though what little there was, it appeared extravagant to say the least. She didn’t say anything, not wanting to risk a rude comment towards a friend, and one that was helping her.

“It’s alright, relax and let your body do what it wants.” Vala said, standing at the sink, where she opened a cupboard. Her body moved to keep her actions of out Daisy’s sight, as she conjured cider again, along with two mugs.

“Thank you, Vala. For helping me with my problems.” Daisy said, her voice quivering slightly. Vala smiled at her, handing the girl a mug, before moving to sit on the chair.

“It’s not a problem, you are my friend after all. Though I’m sorry I do not have another chair for you.” The witch sighed, but it was somewhat forced, “If you would like, you can sit with me if you would like?” She asked, to which Daisy hesitantly nodded. The farm girl was certain her friend was just there to help her, and make sure she was comfortable in such a strange situation as possible. Vala watched as her friend tentatively sat on her lap, blushing slightly.

“I hope you don’t mind my saying so, but you have very soft legs, Vala.” Daisy noted with a shy grin. The witch smiled at her and gestured to the mug of cider, from which Daisy quickly drank, clearly hoping for courage in the mildly alcoholic drink. Eventually however, she was finished and looked at Vala.

“Just relax.” Vala repeated herself, shifting about in the seat to position herself better. Soon enough, she was face to face with Daisy. The girl nodded and shut her eyes, waiting for Vala to take the lead. The witch did so, leaning forward and placing her lips against Daisy’s, suppressing a smirk when the girl twitched slightly. Vala pushed against her more, acting the part of a hungry young man. Daisy’s lips parted under her assault, allowing her tongue access to hers.

The farm girl was shocked by the sudden change in her own mind. Walking along the path and looking at her friend, she couldn’t help thinking that this was unbelievably strange and wrong. But now, she was focused on the feeling of those soft lips on hers, how they seemed to mould perfectly to her. A warmth spread through her body, delightful as it urged her on. Daisy gathered her courage and pressed back against Vala.

The witch almost giggled. The spell seemed to have worked, as Daisy began to engage in the kiss more actively. Vala was equally eager however, and her body acted on this desire, reaching a hand up to cup one of her friend’s breasts. Unfortunately this seemed to awaken the farm girl from her brief foray into her new desires. Daisy pulled away, gasping, and looked at Vala. Her expression was one of unidentified want and confusion.

“What… that… that was…” She couldn’t seem to formulate the words.

“Nice?” Vala offered, Daisy’s head nodding before she could think.

“I-I… I mean no. No, it was weird, but…” She said, trying to rectify her slip up.

“It was nice. Daisy, don’t deny yourself simple pleasures like these.” Vala told her, placing a comforting hand on her friend’s shoulder. Daisy sighed slightly at this, calming down.

“I suppose it was.” She sighed again, relaxing slightly, “Was it good for you?” Vala simply grinned and nodded her head. Daisy couldn’t understand why, but that smile was so tempting to her now. Maybe it was because she and her friend had shared such an intimate experience, or was it because of those full lips? She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts, “I should go.” She said suddenly. Before Vala could say anything, she was out of the door.

The walk back for Daisy was silent. She passed by several people, many of which greeted her, but she remained quiet. Her mind was preoccupied, always turning back to Vala no matter what she thought of. A young gentleman passed by her, his face rugged and handsome, or it should have been. To Daisy’s surprise, she felt nothing towards it. Just the other day she would have blushed with impure thoughts at such a sight.

“I must be exhausted.” She muttered to herself. At her home, she made this known to her parents and left for her bed earlier than normal, fortunately the vast majority of work had been done during the day. Vala has been a great help this past week, Daisy thought as she laid down to sleep. It was a simple thought, nothing to do with the earlier kiss, and yet it brought a blush to her cheeks. She shook her head again and began counting sheep.

In the days to come, Daisy was plagued by her newly awoken desires. The next morning saw her waking up as normal, and later, going to work as normal. Vala wasn’t there that day, though Daisy suspected it was to give her time to consider what had happened. Needless to say, the day felt… strange, to the young maiden. It was like a filter had been removed from the world, though only a layer to a filter, which made her aware of it. Even doing her chores did little to distract her.

That day her mother brought her into town. It was primarily done as a way to introduce Daisy to her prospective husband. As they walked through the roads, Daisy’s mother continually spoke of how handsome the man was, but the farm girl paid little attention to her. Looking around, her eyes were drawn, not to men, but to the women. Like no matter where she looked, she would see a young lady. Was it because they reminded her of Vala?

“Ah, here he is.” Her mother said suddenly, bringing Daisy’s attention away from a well-dressed lady. With her mother stood a young man, and, just as her mother had said, he was exceptionally handsome, at least by the common wealth’s standards. And yet, Daisy felt nothing as she looked at him. He was just another person she was meeting. It was just like the walk back from Vala’s home.

“It’s an honor to meet you, ma’am.” He said, taking hold of one of her hands and bringing it to his lips, kissing it. Before she could think, Daisy pulled her hand away, a flush of anger creeping on her face. Fortunately, she regained her composure before she regretted saying something.

“S-sorry. I’m not used to a man’s touch except my father’s, I hope you understand.” She said quickly. The man nodded and smiled charmingly, though it had no effect on her.

“Of course, though someone as beautiful as you must be fending off suitors with both hands?” He suggested, clearly trying to flirt. Daisy shook her head.

“No, I’m usually too busy with my work to socialize with men.” She explained, unconsciously letting a hint of bitterness seep into her tone when she said the word ‘men’. Her mother looked at her as if Daisy was trying to offend the man, however he simply grinned and chuckled.

“Why, Mrs. Whitby, you never told me your daughter was so humorous.” Daisy’s mother quickly went with it.

“Why yes, she gets it from her father.” She replied, laughing. Daisy resisted the urge to insist on their early departure. She had to make herself appealing to this man, she had to marry and bear children for her family to continue… but she couldn’t find the will to even remotely find the man appealing. She touched her mother’s to get her attention.

“I am not feeling very well right now, Mother. May I be excused?” Daisy asked, hoping the confusion she felt would better sell the lie. Her hope was not misplaced as she was allowed free of the conversation. Daisy stepped out into the street, breathing in the air, ignoring the scent of smoke and far less desirable odors. As she stood outside the shop, a familiar voice made itself known to her.

“Hello, Daisy. It’s been far too long.” Wendy said, walking up to her old friend. They had often played as children, until her parents had gained wealth, through unspecified means, and moved away from the nearby farm to live in the town. The amount of money her parents made was completely evident in how she dressed; a long, flowing dress with an extravagant necklace. This didn’t catch Daisy’s attention however.

“Oh, hello, Wendy. How has rich life been treating you?” She asked politely, trying to keep her eyes level with the wealthy girl’s, though it was easier said than done, since Wendy was a few inches taller than Daisy.

“Boring, mostly.” She groaned with a small grin.

*Really?”

“Yes, all day my mother wants me to meet some nice, wealthy man to marry. I know I shouldn’t complain with my place in life, but it’s become such a chore.” Daisy wasn’t even listening to her, attention firmly placed on Wendy’s bust. They had parted ways as both girls began their entrance into womanhood, with Wendy having already begun developing her breasts. Daisy glanced briefly at her own chest, comparing the two, and deciding that Wendy’s bust was over twice the size of her own, maybe even bigger than Vala’s.

“Anyway, I really must be off. It was great talking with you again, Daisy.” With that, Wendy moved in and hugged her childhood friend. Said friend could barely move, as her head was pulled against Wendy’s breasts. They were soft… so very soft. A flush of heat ran through her body, focusing on her privates. Daisy didn’t say anything, simply waiting to be released. After waving goodbye, her mother came out and the two headed home. The older woman noted Daisy’s flushed face and sent her to bed early.

Daisy was not about to argue. She could hardly control herself at that time. Thoughts coursed through her, none of them pure or even remotely related to what was supposed to be the key event of her day. Instead images of the many women she had seen that day ran through her mind, eventually coming to focus on Wendy, recalling the sensation of them against her face. She wanted to feel that again, though she doubted she would see Wendy again in the near future. But then there was Vala.

The young woman seemed more than willing to help her. Maybe she could just pay her a visit, ask how she was doing, and possibly see if she would help relive her of this strange heat. Daisy shook her head, knowing she couldn’t trouble Vala for something that was her own problem. But then again, the woman was so kind. Would it not be rude to decline the use of such kindness? The more she thought about it the hotter she felt.

Eventually she couldn’t tolerate it much longer and stood up. Her parents were preoccupied with managing their finances, as such she was able to sneak outside. It was dark at this stage, however Daisy had traveled the paths often enough to know where to go by heart. Soon enough, she spied the light of Vala’s cabin and headed in that direction. Thoughts of her friend entered her mind, each of them of her in some state of undress. Daisy was hardly able to keep a groan of desire and confusion at bay.

Vala leaned back in her chair. A sigh of relaxation leaving her lips as she sipped at a mug of cider. She had wanted to go to the farm that day, however she felt that Daisy would need at least a couple of days to figure out her own feelings. In that time, Vala had set up a few more spells for herself, though one in particularly was done to avoid its activation in the long run. The others she had cast was a pheromone to entice anyone she desired, and the other a slow breast growth spell.

But they were mostly done for fun. The third was her main concern, though whether it would actually work was difficult to say, but if it did, then Daisy would have no reason to deny her advances. Especially if the kiss had worked as planned. She looked down at her breasts, seeing that they were ever so slightly larger than before, almost imperceptibly so. It brought a small grin to her face.

“That book is fantastic.” She sighed again taking another sip of her beverage. There were several other spells she would try in the days to come, however in the mean time she wanted to focus on Daisy. Vala still wasn’t sure why that girl captivated her so, but her coven had brought her up on the belief that instinct was better trusted than logic. She may not belong to the coven anymore, however their teachings were sound. Vala looked up at the ceiling a small grin on her face as she pictured herself and Daisy living happily together.

As if in response to her thought, there was a knock on the door. The young witch frowned at it, knowing that only Daisy and her family knew where she lived, and it was the dead of night. Another knock came, and Vala stood. She walked to the door cautiously, sending out a small wave of magical power to check how many there were. If she were truly worried, the wave would also give her images of each person, however that took longer than a few syllables to cast. It was just one girl at the door.

Vala reached down and opened it. She was ready for anything, perhaps another witch, one who wasn’t as friendly as Rala had been? But instead her eyes widened in pleasant surprise. Standing before her was Daisy, a flushed look on her face and confused lust in her eyes.

“May I come inside?” She asked, walking in almost before Vala nodded.

“Is something wrong, Daisy?” The young witch asked, though she was fairly certain as to what troubled her friend. It was sooner than she had anticipated, however Vala had never been particularly patient. Daisy looked at her, before looking away quickly.

“There might be… Vala, you’re experienced in matters of the heart, correct?” She asked, keeping her eyes firmly planted on the ground or wall. Vala simply nodded at her question, “Have you ever… ever experienced a desire for another woman?” Her blush increased.

“Yes, many times in fact.” Vala answered. Daisy glanced at her, allowing the witch to see the obvious, if unknown, lust in the girl’s eyes.

“And you’ve been with a man, yes?” Vala shook her head, causing Daisy to frown, “But you said…”

“I’ve never desired a man, Daisy. I’m what my old village would call a lesbian.” The word was actually written in the book, and one that Vala had never come across despite her studies. She assumed the book to have come into possession of a witch overseas, who wrote the term.

“Lesbian?” Daisy questioned, having never heard the term either.

“It means a woman who is attracted to other women.” Vala explained, to which Daisy’s eyes widened.

“I’m a lesbian…” She muttered low enough that Vala only vaguely heard her, but it was enough. She knew the spell had worked.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, Daisy. The world out there might say otherwise, but believe me in what I say.” Vala said, stepped forward to place a comforting hand on her friend’s shoulder. The farm girl twitched at the touch, but didn’t move away.

“B-but… if I-I am a-a les-lesbian… how will I b-bare children?” She asked, thinking of her parents’ wishes for grandchildren. Vala had to hold in the grin.

“Back in my village, we were all very aware of this fact. Our solution was simple; lay with a man for the sole purpose of baring children.” Vala explained, all too aware that the very idea was probably disgusting to Daisy, assuming the spell had worked as planned. The young woman’s mind filled with an image of her father, when she had accidentally stumbled upon him and her mother during a night of passion. The mere idea of seeing another man in such a state almost made her shudder.

“Even that’s so unappealing now.” She muttered to herself. Vala raised her friend’s head to look at her.

“Daisy… I realize this is far from an opportune time, but I must confess something to you,” Several emotions seemed to flit across Daisy’s face; fear, anticipation, worry, desire. It eventually settled on anticipation, as she looked up at Vala’s own face, “I’ve wanted you. Since I first laid eyes on you that evening.” That one sentence seemed to make up Daisy’s own mind as she pulled her friend, whom she had only known for a short time close and kissed her. It was not the same as when Vala had done it.

Hers was inexperienced, sloppy. But it was fueled by her desire, a blazing need to show her own want for Vala. The young witch went with the kiss, quickly taming her friend’s eagerness and making the meeting of their lips a far more tender moment. Daisy felt like she would melt in the hands of her friend, and possible love. Vala felt Daisy going slightly limp and supported her with her arms alone.

In her arms, Daisy felt Vala’s tongue delve into her mouth. On instinct, she opened her mouth to better allow entry, finding her own muscle quickly subdued by the witches. Before she could stop it, a moan escaped her lips. Vala held her close, pressing their chests together, allowing both to feel it as the other’s nipples grew hard from arousal. Eventually, they pulled apart. A single strand of saliva connected their lips as they gazed upon the other.

Daisy was panting. Her eyes half lidded from her lust, while Vala was only slightly out of breath. The experienced witch leaned down, kissing Daisy’s neck and sucking lightly, sending shivers of want down her spine, before Vala pulled away again. She stood up straight, bringing Daisy with her.

“Daisy…” She said, her voice low and husky.

“Vala…” Daisy gasped, her own voice beginning to show her arousal.

“I want to go further.” The young witch said, reaching back to undo her dress when Daisy frowned in confusion. That one movement was enough to tell her what Vala meant.

“I-I-I’m not,” She took a deep breath and imagined Vala naked, standing before her, “L-let me help.” She said and moved around, untying the laces that dared keep Vala’s body hidden from her. The young witch sighed in relief, feeling her slowly growing breasts be freed of the cursed material. Daisy moved to see them, but Vala kept her where she stood. The newly turned lesbian pouted until Vala pointed down. Daisy looked and saw the undergarments were still covering her privates.

“Get me properly undressed, then I’ll show you a world of pleasure.” The young witch said, grinning at her lover to be. Daisy nodded and knelt down, swiftly pulling down the underwear. In an instant she was bombarded with Vala’s new pheromones, mixed with the overwhelming scent of the witch’s pussy. Unable to resist, she leaned in and took a deep breath through her nose.

“Oh my word…” Daisy moaned pulling away and struggling to keep her mind in order. Her body felt as if it might set ablaze, her desire like a flame, devouring her self-control as if it were leaves. A hand strayed to her own privates, a groan of lust escaping her lips as she tried, in vain, to sate her body. Vala turned around at that moment. In an instant, Daisy knew without a doubt that she was in love.

The witch gave her a sultry grin. It looked completely perfect on her face. Her cheeks were so smooth, free of any blemish. Her eyes smouldered with desire, adding to the pyre inside Daisy, as they stared into the maiden’s own. Her breasts seemed to dare gravity to exact its laws upon them, sitting proudly on her chest and capped by engorged nipples. The fire was blazing brightly, so it wasn’t the cold.

“Now it’s your turn, Daisy.” Vala said, her voice seeming to personify her seductive beauty perfectly. Daisy felt her own womanhood grow even wetter, a drop of moisture running down her inner thigh. She nodded silently and began to take off her simple dress. Vala stopped her, lightly gripping her slender hands and shaking her head, “It’s my turn to undress you.” Daisy merely nodded again and let her arms fall to her sides.

Vala moved expertly. It came as no surprise to Daisy, after hearing of the antics her soon-to-be lover had been involved in. She let her body slowly be revealed, all the while breathing in deeply through her nose, sighing with every exhale. The scent of Vala’s arousal permeated the air, her pheromones coursing through Daisy’s sinuses. As the witch pulled away the dress, she peeked around to see the young farm girl’s breasts.

They were about average for a lady of Daisy’s age. The mounds were perky and capped by small, puffy nipples. Vala, unable to resist, reached out and gently palmed one of them, finding the breast to be a near perfect fit in her palm. Daisy released a high pitched moan, but didn’t make a move to stop Vala, who went back to her original goal or undressing her friend. Daisy knew she should feel confused, or at least resistant towards this treatment, but her mind was filled with her newfound desires. Vala had soon removed Daisy’s underwear and stood back.

Daisy turned to face her. The two of them stared at each other, each one licking their lips in desire. To both of their surprise, the other had a completely hairless crotch. Vala had accidently cast a spell some years ago, resulting in the loss of all body hair. At first she had felt odd without hair on her figure, however she soon grew to like it, especially during the lonely nights in her coven. Likewise, Daisy was without pubic hair.

Unlike Vala, she was born that way. For so long, she had thought herself to be the only one with such an oddity. It had even been a cause of worry for her in regards to when she married. Now however, she was looking Vala’s and seeing not a hair in sight. The witch’s pussy was on full display, the mound engorged with the lips already ever so slightly parted, a small trail of fluid visible on her inner thigh. Daisy was in much the same state.

Vala regarded her now much closer friend. She was flushed, her breaths coming in short, quick pants. It was also obvious to anyone how aroused she was, as evidenced by her erect nipples and swollen labia, Vala could even see a stream of her liquid desire running down her thigh.

“Must you look so closely?” Daisy asked, embarrassed. Despite this, she made no move to cover herself. Vala strode over to her and hugged her close, moving a leg to press between Daisy’s own.

“I can get even closer if you’d like?” Vala offered, though she didn’t wait for an answer and simply led her to the chair, before having her sit down. The witch leaned down and pressed her lips against Daisy’s, who returned the kiss with only slight hesitation. Vala gradually began to press against her harder, moving to straddle the maiden, their breasts pushing against each other. Daisy let out muffled moans of pleasure, quickly becoming a far more active participant.

As they kissed, Vala moved a hand down her lover’s body. The sounds of pleasure rose as she groped Daisy’s breast, pressing her palm against the erect nipple. She soon moved on, lightly pulling on the tit as she did so. The farm girl wrapped her arms around Vala’s back holding her closer, as their mouths opened, tongues meeting once again. Vala gradually moved her hand to Daisy’s crotch, running a finger across the drenched lips of her sex.

The maiden released a small cry into Vala’s lips. The feeling of someone’s fingers touching her in such a sensitive area bringing a tide of pleasure through her body. Vala grinned into the kiss, and began to press her finger into Daisy’s pussy, the girl yelping at the strange feeling, before moaning as Vala lightly curled the digit. The two pulled away from the other, breathing heavily.

“There’s more yet to come.” Vala said, Daisy’s eyes widening at such a prospect. The witch stood up, before sinking to her knees and pulling Daisy closer to the edge of the chair. The girl was confused as to what was happening, but didn’t resist, trusting Vala completely. The witch smiled, before spreading Daisy’s legs open to greet her lustful pussy. Vala leaned closer and closer, breathing in the scent of her lover’s arousal. Daisy released a sharp cry of shock and pleasure as the witch ran her tongue over the engorged lips.

“What… what is this?” Daisy gasped. Her body writhed where she sat, held down by Vala’s strong arms. The witch didn’t answer, merely leaned in further and pressed her tongue over her lover’s sopping pussy, licking along the entire sex. The moans coming from Daisy were music to Vala’s ears, as the maiden experienced her first true taste of ecstasy, her orgasm already nearing. Vala pressed her open mouth to Daisy’s pussy, letting her tongue jut out and lightly penetrate the virgin hole. Daisy released a sharp cry of pleasure.

She was a virgin in every sense of the word. Daisy had never seen a man, besides her father, naked, nor another woman until that day. She had stayed clear of any impure thoughts, even in the early days of her journey into womanhood, when the urges had begun. And now she was gasping and moaning and pleading for pleasure, such impure pleasure, but she couldn’t stop herself. Vala moaned as well, gulping down the influx of juices as she found Daisy’s sweet spot.

“V-Vala… this is, oh my, this is incredible.” Daisy moaned, moving her hands to Vala’s head, pulling her against her slavering cunt, spurring the witch on. She began to push her tongue in deeper, lapping up the flowing juices as she did so. Knowing it wouldn’t be long before she experienced her first orgasm, Vala moved a hand beneath her lips, and ran a finger over Daisy’s sensitive skin. The moan from above was more than enough encouragement.

As Vala pushed a finger into her, she moved her lips up. Daisy frowned slightly before her eyes somehow became wider than ever before, as the witch planted her lips over the little nub above her pussy, sucking on it. Pleasure spiked within her. Daisy let her head fall back, releasing a silent cry of growing bliss, her hips raising off the chair in an effort to receive more. Vala was all too eager to acquiesce to her desire and added a second finger to her hole, while lapping rapidly at her clit. Daisy ran her hands over Vala’s head in approval.

The farm girl no longer felt any hesitation. She wanted to be with Vala, to be her wife, to live with her forever. One might think the pleasure and pheromones were having a direct effect on this, and they would be correct to a certain degree, however it was more. Daisy had learned much about Vala in the week since she came, and the woman was fun, interesting and far more pleasant company than a man’s. Daisy looked down at Vala, whose attention was firmly planted on her pussy, even so she seemed to know when Daisy was looking at her. The witch looked up at her, still pleasuring Daisy’s pussy.

Their eyes met. Both were brimming with lust, their gaze only working to fuel the other’s lust. As she was looking up, Vala gently bit down on the pleasure engorged clit, and saw as Daisy’s eyes widened, before her body went taut. Vala curled her fingers, running them over Daisy’s g-spot, sending her into a cascade of ecstatic pleasure. Vala quickly moved her mouth to cover her pussy, just as the first gush of her cum rained forth. The witch moved her fingers to the abandoned clit, rubbing it expertly to prolong Daisy’s orgasm.

Everything seemed to fade away. Daisy was floating in a space of pure bliss, her only company being Vala, who continued to increase the pleasure. The space around them seemed to pulse with each movement she made, while appearing to constrict around them. As it came closer and closer, the pleasure only increased, until it appeared to be shaking with effort. Then, as Vala sucked hard on Daisy’s clit, the world exploded around them. Daisy finally released a cry of pure bliss.

Vala was glad she had enchanted her home. No sound could escape its walls, allowing her to continue pushing Daisy to higher levels of ecstasy. The maiden’s body went limp, spasms rocking it with each lick of Vala’s tongue, or slight movement of her fingers. The witch was surprised at how much Daisy was able to cum, the amount significant enough that Vala was forced to swallow, for fear of drowning. In the corner of her mind, she recalled the kiss spell having side effects. Despite this, it was somewhat surprising that it would affect her in such a way.

Daisy’s orgasm continued unencumbered. Her juices spilling into Vala’s mouth, filling it with her bittersweet taste. Eventually it came to an end, the remnants of her climax spilling out slightly onto the chair, joined by what Vala was unable to swallow. The witch pulled away, Daisy’s juices running down her chin and covering her lips, while a grin spread on her face. She looked up at her lover, who panted from the sheer ecstasy she had experienced, but her eyes found Vala’s.

“Wh-what did y-you do?” She stammered, finding it difficult to think straight at that moment. Vala didn’t reply, instead she stood up and leaned into Daisy, pressing their bodies against each other. Unsure what was happening, the farm girl did nothing, even when Vala pushed forward and pressed their lips together. Daisy instantly tasted her own juices and, despite the distinct fact that it was such a depraved thing, she moaned into the kiss. The taste of herself was strange at first, but it soon added to her enjoyment of the act. Vala pulled away soon enough.

“I licked your pussy, Daisy.” The innocent girl tilted her head and frowned, “In my old village, we called our privates ‘pussies’. Rolls off the tongue nicely, wouldn’t you say?” She asked. Daisy gave a small grin and nodded, “Now it’s your turn to return the favour.” Vala said. The farm girl’s eyes went wide, but she didn’t decline, merely nodded again. She may not have any experience, but everyone must start somewhere, and she was motivated to ‘return the favour’ as Vala had said. The two switched places, with Vala sitting in the chair, legs spread, and Daisy kneeling on the floor. The witch was more than eager to begin.

Daisy licked her lips at the sight before. Vala’s pussy, so close up, visibly glistened with desire in the light of the fire. A single drop of lust dripped from the puffy lips. Despite her still being a maiden, Daisy wanted this. She wanted it like someone in the desert wanted water, maybe more so. She glanced up at Vala, who gave her a lustful grin of encouragement, something Daisy took to heart. With a deep breath, partly to steady her nerves, but mostly to take in that overwhelming scent. Her mind set, she dived in.

Vala let her head fall back as a moan escaped her lips. Each spell in the book had warned of an increase in sensitivity to those they were cast upon, but she had failed to notice until that moment. Some might think she should have removed the side effects when she rewrote the spells, however Vala was curious as to how her body would feel under the effects, and, as another surge of pleasure ran through her, she had no regrets. The witch’s hand found their way to Daisy’s head.

At the touch of her lover, Daisy looked up. She could see Vala’s lips were parted, her breaths coming in small pants of desire, while her cheeks were flushed out of arousal. Their eyes met once more, and Daisy knew she still had work to do, as such she took a page from Vala’s notebook. With a groan of desire, the innocent farm girl latched onto Vala’s engorged clit and began to suck on it, much like how a baby would suckle from its mother teat. The witch’s moans rose in pitch at that, the sound urging Daisy on.

Remembering the feeling of Vala’s fingers inside of her, Daisy did just that. She reached up with one hand and inserted a single digit into the witch’s pussy, feeling the tight wetness of the orifice around her. It was strange to her, the feeling akin to a mouth, however it was different as well. Hearing Vala moan however focused her mind on what she was supposed to be doing, and began to move her finger around in every way possible, searching her lover’s depths for the same spot that made Daisy experienced her own ecstasy. The sound of Vala’s sharp cry, followed by a low moan, was all she needed to confirm her finding.

Daisy stayed where she was for some time. Her tongue licked all over Vala’s pussy, moaning at the bittersweet taste, before moving back to lap at, and suck on, her clit. The witch’s hands ran through her hair, pulling her against her pussy at the right moments, while letting Daisy pull back when she needed the air. Not long after she had begun, Vala felt her body tensing. Her muscles grew tight, centering at her abdomen.

Daisy could feel it. Vala was about to experience the same ecstasy she had just a short time ago. With that thought spurring her on, the formerly innocent young woman sucked hard on Vala’s clit, while pushing a second finger into her snatch. The added sensations was exactly what Vala needed, her head falling back to release a blissful cry, as if trying to announce her orgasm to the world. Daisy continued to lick and curl her fingers to prolong the pleasure.

Vala felt the tightness in her muscles release all at once. It felt like her sense of self expanded beyond any human or witch capabilities, making her hyper aware of Daisy’s two fingers inside of her, the way her tongue lapped at her pussy and clit. She could feel every slight oddity in the surface of her tongue, especially when it ran over her sensitive pleasure button. The young witch had kept herself from achieving orgasm for over a week at that stage, as such the pleasure coursing through was all the sweeter. It was hard to think of anything besides Daisy’s mouth on her pussy.

Daisy would never have imagined herself in such a position. On her knees, in between the legs of another woman, and naked no less. Then there was the depraved act she was actively participating in, as her mouth was filled with Vala’s copious juices, the fluid sweet yet bitter as it filled her. Daisy made sure to swallow, knowing Vala had done the same, completely unaware of what the witch had done just hours prior. She wouldn’t have cared either, lost as she was in the act.

Were she not so focused, Daisy might have felt the odd sensation of fluid flowing into her chest. It was unlike drowning, where one would feel water filling their lungs, and the panic that comes with it. No, this felt natural, to the point that she failed to notice. Vala, her head still laid back in her ecstasy, couldn’t even remember what she had done at that time. Pleasure overrode everything else in her mind.

Eventually it had to end. Her hips, raised in her bliss, returned to the soft cushion of the chair. Daisy pulled back, gasping for air, her cheeks still flushed with arousal. One of her hands had found its way to her sopping pussy during Vala’s orgasm, a finger pushing inside and searching around for her sweet spot. The two looked at each other, one with her lips parted for air, the other with her lips and cheeks coated in juices. Vala soon stood up and moved Daisy back onto the chair.

“What are you doing?” She asked, frowning at Vala, who quickly went back to her knees.

“I promised you a pleasure unlike anything else, and I only gave you a taste of it.” With that, the night dissolved into a series of orgasms for both women, each of them taking turns until they were exhausted. Even then, Vala continued to tease Daisy’s pussy, lulling the girl to a pleasured sleep. With her mind somewhat in order, Vala finally remembered what she had set in motion and felt at Daisy’s breasts, finding them to be almost imperceptibly larger. She grinned and held her lover tight, falling sleep with her soon after.

Over the coming weeks, Vala and Daisy shared many more nights together. Under Vala’s education, Daisy found herself growing more and more depraved, though Vala informed it was only the tip of what she had done. The formerly innocent maiden would often strip directly in front of the witch, though she was unaware of that fact, feeling little to no shame. She was also intrigued by Vala’s expanding bust, which Vala explained as a by-product of their activities. Having no true knowledge of sexual matters, Daisy believed her lover.

To her confusion, Daisy felt a bout of sickness early one morning. It was approximately three weeks since her first night with Vala. She had heard about this from her own mother, that one would experience bouts of sickness during pregnancy, but she wasn’t pregnant, she couldn’t be. The only person to have even touched her in her privates was Vala, whom had no possible way of impregnating her. Daisy decided to pass it off as a small virus and went about her day as normal.

It wasn’t quite so simple. Over the following days, she continued to vomit in the mornings, while finding that scents she originally enjoyed or could ignore, became incredibly potent and even disgusting to her. Her mother was naturally concerned when she had prepared Daisy’s favorite meal, only for the girl to give it a nauseous glance, before running to the bathroom. Fortunately, the farm girl was able to quell her mother’s worries by say it was a small illness.

That same night she went to Vala’s home. To her gratitude, none of the scents inside were displeasing to her. They were the same as always, relaxing and delightfully sensual. Vala had been expecting her, evidenced by her naked state on the chair, a book in hand and a glass of cider in the other. She looked up to greet Daisy, but noticed the worried expression on her face.

“What’s wrong, dear?” She asked, standing and moving to her lover. Daisy hugged her close and breathed deeply, Vala’s scent calming her as it always did.

“I-I’m not q-quite sure… Vala, something is w-wrong with me.” She explained as best she could, shaking slightly in the arms of her lover. Vala kept a grin at bay, knowing what was going on, however she knew she had best keep it secret for the time being. Given Daisy’s somewhat unstable state at that time, it seemed the better decision.

“Daisy, don’t worry about it. I went through the same things after my first time, it’s your breasts preparing to grow.” The explanation was preposterous, even as Vala said it she felt bad at such an obvious lie. It was more partially true however, since, as the spell progressed, Daisy’s breasts would indeed grow, however not in the way she might expect. The farm girl pulled away and looked into Vala’s eyes, seeing no hint of a lie in them. She nodded her head.

“Thank you, Vala.” She gave a small laugh, “I almost believed I had somehow become pregnant.” Vala chuckled as well, though she had to focus to keep it friendly. She didn’t enjoy lying to her lover, however it was necessary. Daisy, while an open minded and somewhat naïve girl, was bound to have a prejudice against witches. Vala would reveal herself soon enough, but only when she felt certain they had formed a true bond. Love was stronger than hate, as her coven sisters often told her.

Time continued to pass as normal. Daisy’s bouts of sickness gradually ended, and, as Vala had said, her breasts began to grow. The first signs began roughly twelve weeks after their first night together, with the farm girl noticing slight increase to her chest. At first she couldn’t help the joy she felt. Over the weeks, she had witnessed Vala’s own breasts expanding, each of them the size of a small melon now, and they didn’t show signs of stopping. The only issue she found with her own growth, was the increase in sensitivity. The simple act of getting dressed was enough to have her thoughts fill with Vala.

It only progressed from there. Six weeks after she first noticed, they had grown a good deal larger, far quicker than Vala’s had. The witch had explained that it was more potent in those who had latent potential. Daisy had also been experiencing cravings, many of which were odd to say the least. At this point, her mother was certain her daughter was pregnant, despite Daisy’s claims of being a virgin. That day the two ventured into the town, though Daisy was far from willing.

They soon came to the only doctor available. The examinations were slow and arduous, particularly for Daisy who had to endure the fact that a man was touching her in her most intimate areas, her mind turning to Vala at those moments. Unbeknownst to her, the witch had followed her into the town. Even when Daisy believed herself to be alone, Vala was often there, watching over her. It had become an increasing need for the witch, especially as her lover developed. She could barely contain her anger at the sight of the doctor poking inside of Daisy.

Eventually, the examination came to an end. It was a smart decision on the doctor’s part, as Vala was on the verge of losing her temper, especially as he outright ogled Daisy’s body with lust. One didn’t need to be a witch to read his thoughts. His report only served to confuse both Daisy and her mother.

“She is pregnant… or so I would think, judging by what you have told me. But she’s a virgin.” Daisy frowned and looked down at herself. Her breasts, formerly small and barely big enough to be considered handfuls, were now large enough that she could possibly lift them to her lips. The thought had occurred to her on more than one occasion.

“What does that mean? Is she pregnant, or isn’t she?” Her mother asked. Her face was set into a frown, something that had become more and more frequent in recent weeks. Daisy knew she was worried for her, but it seemed unneeded. The doctor glanced about nervously.

“What it means, is that I can’t tell. You say she’s been showing symptoms for almost twenty weeks? If that was the case, she would have begun showing.” He explained, clearly perplexed as well. Daisy’s mother was still not satisfied.

“At the very least you could try and tell me why my daughter’s bosom has begun swelling as of late?” Daisy almost groaned, hearing her mother’s attempt at sophisticated speech, despite her tone being wrong and her upbringing causing many of the words to sound outright wrong being uttered by her. The doctor said nothing about it, though the farm girl noticed his eye twitch in annoyance.

“I don’t have an answer for that. Unless you would humor the idea that your daughter’s breasts are pregnant?” He said, wishing to be rid of the woman. She simply huffed at him, before grabbing her daughter’s wrists and yanking her away. They left with Daisy’s mother saying a, rude, ‘good day’. Despite the visit being in vain, it gave Daisy something to ponder. His final comment, though one made out of annoyance and jest, had some merit. She was acting as if she were pregnant, and her breasts had been swelling. It didn’t help that she had felt an odd pressure constantly for the past few weeks.

There was something she had kept hidden from her mother, besides her relationship with Vala. In her room, Daisy let her clothing fall from her body, revealing her larger breasts. She couldn’t help but grin at them, enjoying the weight on her chest and how the light breeze ran over her sensitive skin. This caused her secret to harden visibly. Daisy’s nipples had always been somewhat large for her, but now they were bordering on obscene. Each of them looked be half as long as her ring finger and slightly thicker.

They jutted from her mounds proudly. The breeze passed over them, sending a shiver of desire through her body. Daisy knew it was just the tip of what her new body felt, as the times Vala had played with her showed. The witch had shown little surprise at Daisy’s nipples, only making loving comments that they looked beautiful, before taking the opportunity to suckle on them. The farm girl had found it impossible to resist such sensations, a feeling of warmth, unlike the kind she usually felt towards Vala, spreading through her. Perhaps it was how a mother felt when feeding their child?

The thought returned Daisy’s mind to the strangeness at hand. If such a feeling came about when Vala sucked from her chest, something Daisy had come to enjoy immensely in the past few weeks, then perhaps she truly was pregnant and it simply had yet to show. As she thought, a stray hand found its way to her breast, lightly teasing the soft flesh. Even such a slight touch was too much for her, a moan escaping her lips. Daisy pushed her worried thoughts aside and went to her bed.

Laying on her bed, she spread her legs slightly. Even though Vala took such care of her, always finding ways to bring her even greater pleasure, Daisy had found her desire for such ecstasy to awaken at home lately. It was nigh impossible to resist, as the slightest touch of her bust fueled the desire, adding with each and every touch. More than once, she had been struck by such lust during her daily chores, however Vala was usually on hand to help. The two even gained a thrill at the prospect of doing their depravity in such open spaces.

But now, Daisy was alone. She had done it often enough since her breasts began their growth, however each time felt wrong to her, as if the mere act of touching herself was against her relationship with Vala. Even so, she couldn’t very well see Vala at that time. Her mother was agitated by what had transpired that day, and her father already seemed suspicious of her. So very few excuses would sate their minds.

Daisy’s hands went over her body. She took care not to touch her chest, knowing all too well how sensitive they were, and she wished to explore herself, at least while she was able to maintain control. It was rare that she would do this, even after discovering her sexuality with Vala. The farm girl felt along her smooth belly, the flesh lightly toned from her activities. Her fingers soon ran over her feminine hips, moving on shortly after to her soft rear.

Vala enjoyed focusing on her breasts. Daisy had no objections, having more than grown to love her new bust, however she was more than fair to herself. The feeling of her calloused hands, though still feminine in shape and feel, on her toned ass was vastly different to when Vala held her there. The witch’s hands were so soft, reminding her of a sheep’s wool. Daisy let out a low moan to herself, moving her fingers against her cheeks pleasantly. It might not compare to Vala’s expert ministrations, but it felt good nonetheless.

Soon enough, Daisy felt a drop of her desire run down her thigh. It acted as a type of signal for her, telling the formerly innocent girl that she needed to cum, and soon. No longer resisting the urges of her body, Daisy let her hands move back up her body, leaving her pussy on its own. She knew two places that felt just as good, if not better. The moan that left her parting lips was one that would send shivers of desire down any man’s body.

Her fingers had come into contact with her nipples. Each of them were jutting out, engorged with arousal, and offering far more pleasure than most could know.

“They, ah, feel even more, oh… sensitive than before.” She moaned out loud, her fingers moving in slow circles around each teat, gently teasing herself with the promise of greater sensations. Before too long, it became too much. Daisy could barely stifle the loud moan of pleasure that threatened to reveal her activities to her family, biting her lip to do so. All restraint lost, Daisy’s hand rushed to her pussy, shoving a finger into herself roughly, while the other squeezed her breast. In moments, ecstasy threatened to overwhelm her.

Unlike Vala, who was controlled enough to stop when she or Daisy were on the cusp of orgasm, the farm girl was far less tame. Her hands continued to move, pushing the level of rising bliss higher and higher, until finally it exploded within her. But this wasn’t enough. The orgasm was heaven, or as close as she felt one could reach before death, but she wanted… needed more. It made no difference anymore, whether it was Vala, or herself, she would continue her endeavor to cum more and more. Daisy pushed a second finger into her pussy.

The orgasm was a constant simmering ecstasy now. It acted much like the ocean, flowing and ebbing away like waves, however with each tide the constant pleasure only grew. Daisy gripped her breast, the amount of sensitive flesh overflowing from her fingers. The sound of her moans rose exponentially as her nipple dug into her palm, the nerves lighting up like a flame on dry leaves. Daisy somehow remembered to keep this secret and was able to bite into her bedding, stifling the loud moan and subsequent cry of pleasure as her palm pressed harder into her breast. Though if it would work for much longer was unknown to her.

Before, Daisy wasn’t certain whether her pussy or nipples were more sensitive. That answer was becoming clearer and clearer, as she continued to play with her tit, finding the pleasure it gave her was beginning to overshadow her pussy. As the sensations increased, Daisy found her fingers weren’t doing anything inside, as such she moved them to her other breast, dragging the wet digits over her clit and skin in the process. It made her feel dirty, and yet it only furthered her own arousal.

Daisy began to pant. Every other breath came as a moan, which in turn began to turn into sharp cries of pure bliss. The orgasm was constant, however Daisy could feel it building to something better, more than just the simple ebb and flow of the ecstasy. Her hands worked at her breasts, the nipples standing at their peak to poke against her skin. More and more, she played with them, feeling something building within. On an instinctive level, Daisy knew it would outmatch even the pleasure Vala gave her.

As it neared, she felt something strange. It was an odd kind of pressure in her chest, something she had been experiencing frequently in the past few weeks, but it was different. As her hands continued to massage her breasts, fingers occasionally moving to her tits and pinching them lightly. The pressure only increased, keeping in time with her rising pleasure. It was lost to Daisy, as her ecstasy neared its true peak. At last, she felt the final release come to her.

At once, Daisy was terrified and filled with unimaginable bliss. Her body flopped about, her mouth open in a silent scream of utter ecstasy, while the feeling of her juices spraying from her pussy and onto her thighs barely registered. Mixed with this sensation, was the relief of pressure in her bosom, and the sticky, wetness now covering her hands. Even as insurmountable pleasure crashed through her body, Daisy looked down at herself, seeing twin fountains of a white fluid spraying from her nipples. Despite her pleasure, she knew what it was.

A drop of the fluid landed into her mouth. The moment it ran over her taste buds, Daisy couldn’t care about it. Her head fell back, eyes rolling into her head as another orgasm of equal strength surged through her once more. She had never once thought that something could taste better than Vala’s juices, nor incite such arousal in her, but the climax didn’t lie. Milk continued to spray from her breasts, either dousing her hands in the sticky emission, or flying in the air. Daisy’s mouth stayed open, letting more of the delightful fluid land inside.

Eventually, her orgasm came to its end. Daisy laid back on her bed, panting for breath while she enjoyed the afterglow of such ecstasy, her mind like mush for the moment. When she could formulate a coherent thought, her attention naturally turned to her breasts. The mounds sat proudly on her face, the nipples still erect with small drops of milk drooling onto her skin. Unable to resist, Daisy reached a finger up and wiped it away, finding the fluid was thicker than even her family’s prized cow’s. She put the finger in her mouth and released a low moan at the taste.

Without her orgasm to heighten her body’s sensitivity to pleasure, the milk was simply wonderful. It didn’t act as an overwhelming aphrodisiac like before, however that may have been due to her tired state. Daisy sighed and looked up at the ceiling of her room. Nothing quite made sense to her, though not much had since her first night with Vala, the farm girl simply going with what her body and heart wanted. Was Vala the cause of this?

She couldn’t silence the thought soon enough. It wormed its way into her mind, repeating over and over. It seemed as just an explanation as any, since her body had begun its strange behaviour ever since they had met. But if Vala was responsible, was it really that bad? Daisy had never felt as happy as she did with her lover.

Daisy sat up in her bed. It was a mild struggle, her muscles tired from her continuous orgasms, while her breasts swayed heavily on her chest, milk dripping onto her bed and legs. She needed to see Vala. She wouldn’t lie to her, Daisy knew it. Redressing, and taking care not to stimulate her privates or tits too much, knowing full well they were hyper sensitive at that moment, she walked down the stairs. Her heart raced in her chest, as she took great care on each step not to make a sound. Fortunately, her parents seemed preoccupied elsewhere in the house and didn’t notice her.

Vala sat in her chair, fretting over what to do. Daisy wasn’t a dumb girl, she got piece together details here and there easily enough, and the doctor’s joke would no doubt have her thinking. The witch frowned to herself, knowing she had to reveal everything… and soon, or she might lose Daisy. The very idea had her chest aching, something she had never felt before. Of course, she had lusted after many of her sisters back in the coven, and it had hurt for them to turn her away, however it was nothing like this. Vala felt certain her heart would break if Daisy left her.

But at the same time, it would only make things worse to wait. She deserved to know the truth, and then make her decision. Vala stood and walked to her door, intending to speak with Daisy. She opened it, taking a deep breath to gather her courage, the farm being less than a minute away if she ran as fast as possible. Only for the breath to catch in her throat. There, standing before her, was Daisy. The girl smiled nervously at Vala.

“May I come inside?” She asked. The witch only nodded, and stepped aside. Daisy stepped in doors, sighing in relief at the warmth of the fire. She quickly turned to face Vala, choosing to use her current determined state of mind to its fullest. She opened her mouth to speak, before Vala stopped her.

“Yes.” It was all she could say. The look in her lover’s eyes was all she needed to see.

“I hadn’t asked anything.” Daisy said, looking at the witch in confusion.

“You didn’t need to,” Vala said, walking to the chair to sit on it, “It was all me.” Daisy looked at her, struggling to comprehend it all.

“You are the reason my body is like this?” She asked, to which Vala simply nodded.

“Not just this, but… I’m the reason you no longer like men.” She added.

“But… how could you possibly do this?” Daisy asked, still trying to piece together a crucial part.

“I used magic,” Vala looked at her lover, her eyes shining with moisture, “I’m a witch, Daisy.” When the farm girl said nothing, nor reacted in any way, Vala continued, “I should have told you sooner, you didn’t deserve to be lied to, nor used as you were… I’m so sor-” Vala’s last word was cut off when Daisy moved over to her and placed a gentle hand on her knee.

“Do not apologize. I don’t care if you are a witch, Vala.” Daisy said, looking directly into her lover’s eyes, “And I understand why you lied to me all this time, any other person would try and have you burned.” Vala was speechless. While she knew Daisy was a kind, accepting girl, she had never even dreamed her reaction to be this.

“But I lied… I manipulated you. I made you a lesbian, all for my own selfish desires.” Vala said, taking her turn to try and comprehend all that was happening. Daisy simply gripped her tighter.

“And would it have been any different with a man? I’ve seen it before, Vala, they lie and cheat their ways to a woman’s heart. Besides… I always preferred women anyway, all you did was give me a push.” As Daisy spoke, Vala felt tears run down her cheeks, “There is one question I have for you though.” Vala gave a small grin and wiped the tears away.

“By all means, you have the right to any answer you wish.” She said.

“Am I pregnant?” There was no way to answer such a question besides…

“Yes.” At first Daisy’s eyes went wide, though if it was out of happiness or shock, Vala couldn’t say. Then her expression turned to one of curiosity.

“How? We are both women, after all.” Vala gave a brief chuckle and reached up into the air, the book she had acquired appearing in her hand. Daisy flinched at that, but remained where she was.

“This book is filled with the writings of many witches, all of whom shared my, shall we say, quirks? One of them even found a way to impregnate their partner, despite both being women, however it is different to how you might think.” Daisy simply nodded her head, urging Vala on. The witch reached down hesitantly, and hefted one of the farm girl’s breasts in her hand, feeling the weight and firmness of it. The two shared a look and Daisy knew.

“I’m carrying… your children in my… my breasts.” She stated, looking down at them, then back to Vala, before returning to her bust. The witch wasn’t sure what her reaction might be, however, when Daisy looked up again, Vala feared her heart might set aflame. On her lover’s face was a blissful smile, one normally reserved for their most passionate nights together, “I’m going to be a mother to your children.” The words sounds as sincere as humanly possible.

Without another word, Vala pulled her lover up and kissed her deeply. It was not a kiss of lust, nor was it done with the intent to incite lust, no, it was purely given out of love.

“I love you, Daisy.” Vala said, pulling back to look Daisy in the eye.

“I love you too, Vala… Can I… can I live here with you?” She asked looked away nervously, “My parents would not approve and I-” before she could continue, Vala silenced her with another kiss.

“I couldn’t imagine my life without you anymore, but we will have to leave this place. I will not risk the villagers, or your parents ruining our own family’s happiness.” Vala said, her tone firm yet gentle. She knew it would be hard for Daisy to agree to, given that it meant the farm girl would be leaving behind all that she had known her entire life.

“I-I-I” Daisy stuttered, before taking a deep breath. She looked into Vala’s eyes, seeing the love and adoration held within them, barely contained by the witch’s superhuman self-control, “I’ll do it. I could not imagine my life without you either, Vala.” She said, though her voice shook with each word, both from the sheer weight of what they meant and from the realization of how utterly truthful they were. They had only known one another for a mostly short period of time.

The thought made Daisy giggle to herself.

“What is it?” The witch asked, clearly confused by the sudden giggle, though she had a small grin on her face.

“This is just like the tales my mother would tell me, a young woman meets a handsome prince and they fall in love so quickly.” She laughed at it, joined by Vala.

“In this tale, the princess fell for the witch though.” Vala pointed out.

“And I would not stand for it any other way.” Daisy answered, leaning into her lover’s body and embracing her deeply. The act pressed their breasts together, causing them to release a low moan each. The two stayed where they were, simply holding one another close. Vala could feel her body slowly rising with desire, but she kept it at bay, wanting to simply have Daisy close. Then she felt something new press against her chest.

The two pulled away and immediately dropped their gaze to Daisy’s chest. They waited, watching with rapt attention, until finally they saw it; a slight change in the surface, like something kicking inside of her. They looked at each other, both of them beaming with happiness. The human girl removed her clothes, giving Vala better access to her chest. The witch gently pulled her lover down, having her sit down on her lap sideways. Their eyes were almost level with each other, though Daisy was now slightly higher.

Vala reached her hands up to lightly grope and massage the large breasts. Her own had continued to grow, however they were slowing now, the spell having a set time limit unless cancelled early. At that time, her bust was a good deal larger than Daisy’s. However this wasn’t either of their focus at the moment, with both touching Daisy’s chest in any way they could, waiting for another kick.

“They are so big, Vala,” Daisy noted, running a finger over a particularly firm point of her breast, “And I believe I am only in the first stages.” She continued, leaning down to kiss Vala, who moved her head up to meet the soft lips. They were both smiling widely.

“I could make them even bigger if you want. I can use the same spell I put on myself.” Vala offered, thoughts of her love with breasts far too large for her body shape. Daisy shook her head.

“I might take you up on that offer, but let’s see how big this takes me.” Daisy said, lovingly stroking her breasts, hands transitioning to Vala’s smoothly to share the affection. Vala simply smiled and kissed her lightly, before leaning back into the chair, Daisy snuggling against her. As they sat in each other’s arms, Vala felt something warm against her chest. She looked to Daisy, who blushed slightly and pulled away a little, showing Vala her lactating nipples.

“How does it taste?” Vala asked without hesitation, to which Daisy’s blush deepened.

“It tastes amazing, would… would you like some?” She offered, sitting up to position her tits almost directly in front of Vala’s mouth. The witch couldn’t say no if she wanted to, and opened her lips, taking a nipple into her, suddenly parched, mouth. The moment she gave a slight suckle, milk filled her, coating every inch of her taste buds in a fantastic sensation. At once, she was met with a wave of desire to sate her thirst, while the lowly simmering lust began to rise.

“Take as much as you, ah, as you want, Vala.” She moaned. The feeling was similar and different to her earlier masturbation session, the feeling pressure being relieved was pleasant, combined with her always sensitive breasts was one she would always enjoy. However it was something else. As she looked down at Vala, who suckled and drank happily, Daisy felt a sincere joy unrelated to sex or desire. It was love, and the warmth that came with feeding someone she loved. She couldn’t wait to have her babies, if only to experience this with more of her loved ones.

Eventually, Vala pulled back and looked up at her lover. Her face was flushed and the moisture flowing down her thighs was more than an obvious sign of her arousal. Daisy could see this and stood, moving to the floor and kneeling between Vala’s legs as she had done on their first night together. The witch grinned, partially in thanks and absolute desire. She spread her legs, giving Daisy a perfect view of her dripping snatch, a drop of moisture running down the engorged lips. The pregnant woman could hardly resist such a sight.

She leaned in and breathed in the scent. It never ceased to amaze her. The taste was tangy and that was somehow reflected in Vala’s musk, the scent filling the air around her. It was impossible to describe, even to herself, however that made no difference. All that mattered to her at that moment was Vala’s pleasure, and the oncoming flood of juices that would inevitably follow. The two locked eyes just as Daisy’s tongue met her pussy.

Vala moaned lowly. The touch of her lover’s tongue was light, more of a caress, however she felt the shock of pleasure just as distinctly as their prior nights of passion. Was it the milk that caused this, or the weight lifted from her shoulders? Vala didn’t care either way, all that mattered to her was Daisy and how she ran her tongue over her pussy again, pushing in slightly. Both girls moaned, one from the sensitive flesh being tenderly cared for, and the other from the taste alone. Vala reached down and lightly gripped her lover’s head in encouragement.

Daisy glanced up. Their eyes connected briefly, however that was all they needed to signal the other, as the human dived in. In the months past, she had grown experienced at the act of cunnilingus under Vala’s tutelage, her growing skill enhanced by her sheer passion and desire. Now, she wanted to demonstrate it all. Her lips met against Vala’s lower set, moving in the same way she would as if they were acting out their passion for one another. The sound of the witch’s moans increased, while her hands played in Daisy’s hair.

The pregnant girl moved her kiss up slightly. Her lips wrapped around Vala’s engorged clit, her tongue ran out lustfully, finding the opening to her slavering cunt. A sharp cry left the witch’s mouth, caught off guard by her lover’s pace, only to let out another. Daisy had reached up with her hands and forced a finger into Vala’s opening, curling it to find all of her key spots in a matter of moments, their long nights together paying off in droves. The witch soon began to pant, already feeling her orgasm encroaching.

Just as Vala was about to cry out in her ever growing bliss, Daisy pulled away. Had the witch been in the right state of mind, she would have forced her lover back, however the milk played havoc on her thoughts, leaving her in a lucid state. Daisy kept lightly toying with Vala, while she looked down at herself, seeing her borderline obscene nipples, each still dripping with milk. A deliciously naughty thought came to her as she shifted her position.

Vala watched her curiously. Daisy moved closer, arcing her back slightly and hefting her pregnant breasts up so that they rested on the chair, mere centimeters from Vala’s drooling snatch. She looked up at her lover, whose eyes were glazed over, both from the mind addling effects of Daisy’s milk, and the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins. With a mischievous grin, Daisy pushed one of her breasts forward, her nipple poking into Vala’s slavering pussy. Both girls gasped in surprise and bliss.

Daisy could hardly believe it was so good. The way Vala’s pussy clenched around her tit, attempting to milk it, combined with how sensitive the long nub was, she was soon beside Vala in pleasure. Much like her fingers, the altered human began to pull her breast back, only to push it forward as best she could, hilting her nipple inside her lover. The added pressure was more than enough to cause a deluge of milk to fill Vala.

The sensation was alien to her. Nonetheless, the witch gave a moan of pure pleasure, her cunt working for more. Daisy’s supply seemed limitless, as gush after gush filled the moaning witch. It was beginning to leak from the opening now, mixing with Vala’s tangy juices. Unable to resist, Daisy leaned down and licked it up, moaning at the combined taste of her milk and Vala’s cum. She felt certain that she could happily live off the combined fluids.

With her nipple enveloped by the moist warmth of Vala’s pussy, Daisy could distinctly feel the air on her neglected one. She looked up at her lover, seeing the flush of growing bliss on her face, and knew that she would want everything Daisy could offer. With a parting lick, and a loud moan in return from Vala, the pregnant girl moved the other breast, aiming the long nipple just right. Vala looked down at her, the two’s gaze meeting once more. Daisy pushed the other nipple inside.

That was all Vala could take. Her body was hyper sensitive at that time, both from the potent effects of Daisy’s milk, and the earlier denial to cum. Her head flopped back, eyes wide as the irises rolled up. Her mouth hung open, her tongue lolling out, drool dripping down to land on her neck and breasts, as a scream of ecstasy tore through her. Daisy could feel it as well, the way her lover’s cunt squeezed like a torture device around her, doing all it could to vest the girl’s copious milk into her depths. The actions were enough to bring the human to her own climax.

When both had come down from their respective high, they finally spoke.

“That was… unexpected.” Vala gasped, smiling down at her lover, who returned the expression.

“Should we find out if there is anything else unexpected?” Daisy offered, her tone decisively naughty. Her soft grin turned to a smirk of pure seductive allure, leaving even Vala stunned for a moment.

“That would be for the best.” She said quickly and pulled Daisy up, kissing her with all the passion her heart and soul could muster. Few words were spoken after that, the lovers communication limited to grunts, moans and cries of ecstasy. When both were finally exhausted, Vala laid with her lover, hugging her close. Their breasts were pressed against each other, allowing the witch to feel it as the growing young kicked occasionally. Both could hardly wait for the days to come.

The next day, Vala had transported them to a new location. It was deep into a neighboring forest, surrounded by thick foliage and wild life, most of which either seemed terrified to approach, or were friendly. Sunlight would stream through a canopy of trees, creating nonsensical patterns in the ground, with the wind causing the image to sway. Sometimes, Vala almost thought it looked like the light was dancing. Daisy agreed with her wholeheartedly.

Upon their relocation, the former farm girl decided she would create a journal of her pregnancy. She had written all that had occurred up to that point, with Vala helping explain smaller parts to her, such as how a coven of witches works. When time came to recount their sexual escapades, it often led to the lovers re-enacting them, something Vala would make light of many times. Daisy would often look to her breasts as she wrote, caressing them and the young inside.

Vala had also gone into greater detail in regards to the spell used. Her simplest answer was that the spell created a womb in each breast, with direct links to the ovaries. Those too were altered to a certain degree, enabling them to send the eggs safely into the new uteruses without complication, while also making the eggs themselves different to any human, or animal for that matter. The witch herself wasn’t sure how so, but she felt certain they would find out together.

Uncertain as to exactly how much time had passed since her pregnancy began, Daisy decided to start from the twenty first week. Not much happened in that time. Her breasts were swelling faster than before, the nipples keeping in proportion, while her milk came in greater quantity. She and Vala no longer needed to buy the fluid, nor conjure it. Daisy found she enjoyed the… milkings, for lack of a better term quite a lot. Though she often insisted on Vala drinking directly from her.

She noticed the milk was different than anything else. It wasn’t just in its aphrodisiac properties, or the richness, nor the sublime flavor. It seemed… slick, as if it were a soapy fluid, but at the same time it was viscous, sticking to any surface. Vala offered the theory that it was to ease the children’s exit. Daisy only nodded at this, idly playing with a massive nipple, while Vala toyed with the other. The two spent much of their time like that.

The next week she documented saw a similar level of activity. Her breasts grew larger, now becoming significantly heavy, however it was the best kind of weight. It felt right to her. Like the heft they now had was meant to be. She enjoyed lifting them up as a way of exercise at times, particularly when she felt a kick in return. A warmth seemed to just well up inside of her each time, especially when Vala suckled from her, giving Daisy the feeling of feeding her loved one. She was glad they did it so often.

The third documented week saw a strange alteration. As always, Daisy noticed her bust growing. They seemed to have exceeded the size of a large melon, each one sitting on her chest in a perfect tear drop shape, though the tops of her appeared larger than normal. Her nipples were still keeping pace, now longer than her pinkie and almost three times as thick. But the real change came when Vala was poking at them playfully.

Even the witch let out a gasp when it happened. On a slightly harder poke, directly on Daisy’s tit, Vala saw the tip of her finger actually sink into her lover. She knew it had, both of them baring witness to it. Vala had even pulled away soon after to find her fingertip covered in milk. It should have been worrisome, at least to Daisy, however the pregnant human simply gave her lover a wide grin and prompted her to do it again. Only the tips were able to go in at the time.

The fourth week was much the same. The development to her breast continued as before, the two seeming to grow each day now, while Vala was able to push a tiny bit more of her finger into the nipples as well. The fifth week saw Daisy’s growth take a sharp rise. Her breasts, as big as pumpkins visibly grew over the course of each day. Alongside this, she and Vala noticed that there too many kicks for there to be just one child in each. The weight also began to take its toll.

Daisy often found it hard to stand up straight. While she didn’t stand up very often, usually content to lounge around in the bed with Vala, the times she did were becoming uncomfortable. As a small gift, Vala chose that moment to craft her a bra, one imbued with magic. It would support the growing breasts, the undergarment changing to fit them as needed, while also preventing the milk from leaking. She even cast a spell on her lover, granting her formidable back strength.

The sixth week became one of note in their lives. Daisy’s nipples, naturally growing to stay on level with her breasts, were truly something to behold. They’re own growth had slowed somewhat, however they were now as long as her middle finger, and four times as thick, large enough that Vala’s fingers barely met around it. They resembled small phalli, something Vala noted to Daisy’s amusement and disdain.

Something both had noticed, though mostly ignored to that point, was their changing shape. While each breast hung as they should, though not in the sense that they sagged, the skin was growing visibly tighter. The areolae was stretched massively, now bigger than Vala’s entire hand, fingers outstretched and all. The veins beneath Daisy’s skin were also becoming more visible with each passing week. The key difference Vala noticed of late, was the way they felt.

One night, Vala was laying atop Daisy. The two were snuggling after another night of passion, with the witch gently massaging her lover’s gravid breasts.

“They’re so firm now.” She noted, leaning down to lay her head on one. As she had said, they were firmer than ever before, much like a normal pregnant woman’s stomach, however they were still distinctly soft. Daisy reached up and felt them as well, nodding.

“Yes, and the babies are kicking more now.” She said, lovingly stroking her breast with Vala, whom kissed the nipple, licking up a stray drop of milk. Both waited for a moment, until a small bump rose in the flesh, showing the baby’s activity. Its sibling also kicked in the neighboring breast.

“It’s like they’re talking to each other.” Vala chuckled gently, rubbing the spot they kicked gently, soothing the young. Daisy gave a small grin at this and leaned down, hefting a breast to her lips, and kissed it.

“I cannot wait to hold them properly.” She said, looking at her pregnant bust dreamily. Vala nodded and nuzzled against her love.

“I can’t either, my love.” She replied.

The seventh week of documentation came and went. Little differed from the norm, though Daisy often found herself gazing at her own body at any chance she could. She had paid little attention to the rest of her body, since her breasts would always take centre stage. Now however, she found her body was undergoing similar changes as normal pregnant women would, if a little more than normal. Vala had been the one to bring her attention to this.

One morning she stood in front of a mirror. Vala was in the room as well, smiling lovingly at her lover, while reading through the spell book. Despite having it for so long, and altering many of the spells, she had never truly read through every last page, often focusing on spells that caught her eye. Daisy was busy studying herself, running her hands over her breasts, smiling at the faint touch of her children in her wombs. She eventually moved on and moved a hand over her fit abdomen.

It had remained as flat as ever. It was surprising to her, since she had rarely done much work in the past month, and had been eating a great deal more. She grinned at Vala, who returned the expression. The witch had become the cook in the relationship, though she usually made use of a spell to create a near perfect meal each night, even so she made each night unique and delicious. Though she would insist on Daisy eating a much larger portion than normal, which the pregnant girl was all too eager for. Daisy was a little worried about her new, much larger, appetite.

Such worries were evidently unfounded. Any fat she should have gained onto her figure went to the right areas, or were taken in by her growing young, who seemed very pleased by the large meals as well. Daisy grinned, recalling how they kicked up an excited storm when Vala made their favorite dinner. Her body used to be rather lithe, with little to no curves to speak of. But now she was becoming quite the woman.

From her waist, her hips flared out nicely. Matching it was her, newly, expansive butt, something Vala seemed to enjoy very much. The witch hardly ever had a hand away from it, massaging or groping the supple flesh nearly every few minutes. At first, Daisy felt self-conscious about it, however that soon faded when Vala continually reassured her it was just another beautiful part of her. Daisy’s skin looked as good as ever as well.

Even her breasts were still appealing to the eye. The tightness of her skin, and the visible veins were somewhat off putting to Daisy herself, but Vala insisted they were still as great as ever. The pregnant girl couldn’t help but smile to herself, all the nights they spent together playing in her head. Despite the pregnancy, her mounds showed no signs of stretch marks, as many woman did, though Daisy had only met a few heavily pregnant women in her life. However she had seen their stomachs and the marks that came with their young.

Daisy was thankful she would not have any. She turned to face Vala, who set aside the book just as she did so. The two had seemingly become linked in a way, as one would apparently know when the other was aroused, their own body responding. Daisy suspected Vala of this, but didn’t question her, uncaring whether it was simply their bodies and minds growing closer, or the result of a spell. The two were soon in each other’s arms.

The following four weeks passed without incident. The only thing that concerned Daisy was the size of her breasts, each one now far bigger than how the average pregnant woman looked at this stage, however Vala made the poignant argument that it only meant more of her to love. Both worried over it still, but they had faith in each other, though particularly in Vala’s abilities. As the ninth month drew nearer, the witch had begun practicing spells to help however possible. Though she refused to use any that would take away from the experience.

Both women wanted this to be done right. Even if that meant pain and the hardships that came with it, though Vala had all pain nullifying spells memorized as a precaution. Daisy’s bust was truly something to behold as well. Each of them exceeding the size of large watermelon. Her nipples had apparently stopped growing, at least in length, with each being a touch longer than her middle fingers and a great deal thicker. Neither of them were sure, but they looked to be thicker than Daisy’s wrists.

Something they had both nearly forgotten returned to their attention. Towards the end of the twelfth week, or Daisy’s thirty third in total, Vala was sucking on her lover’s nipple. Her milk was coming in even greater quantity than ever before, with a single pull on a tit being enough to fill a large mug to its brim. The fluid was delightfully rich as well, with an equally wonderful taste. During this session, her tongue wondered to the nipples tip and pushed slightly. Causing it to actually go inside slightly.

The moan that came from Daisy’s lips was one that Vala remembered fondly. It was pure desire. With their memories returned, the witch soon put her index fingers against each nipple, the engorged nubs equally as long as her digits. She looked up to Daisy, the love of her life panting with desire.

“Are you ready for this?” Vala asked, lightly pressing down with her fingers. Daisy said nothing instead she pulled her lover in close and kissed her with all the passion she could muster. Vala took this as a yes and began to push her fingers inside, moaning into the kiss as she felt the tight, moist nipple open around her insistent digit. Daisy’s moans rose in volume and pitch with every little movement Vala made, the sound of her pleasure great enough that, even muffled by the kiss, it seemed to reverberate throughout the room. The witch pressed her lips harder against her lover’s and pushed her fingers in deeper.

If not for the remote location, and Vala’s spell work, passer-by’s would have heard Daisy. She couldn’t pull away from Vala, the witch keeping their lips together as their tongues fenced, while effectively fingering her love’s breasts. The nipples had opened up even further, the tits gradually adjusting to the invasive digits and began to allow them further entry. Eventually, Vala’s fingers were at the knuckle. She pulled her lips away from Daisy and looked her in the eyes.

“I’m inside your breasts…” She gasped, breathing deeply to regain her breath. Daisy simply nodded and arched her back, trying to derive more pleasure from the act. The witch grinned and kissed her deeply again, before withdrawing her fingers to a mixed whine and moan from her lover. The two remained locked like that; Vala slowly thrusting her index fingers in and out of the accepting nipples, while Daisy pressed her breasts up in time with her lover’s movements. Evidently, her tits were far more sensitive on the insides, as Daisy soon felt her orgasm rise within. Vala knew it and sped up her actions in response.

Daisy’s body seized up. Her back arched into Vala’s fingers, attempting to receive more ecstasy. Her hips quivered as her breaths came in short pants. She remained like that for several seconds, Vala holding still with her. An unseen signal passed between them, and the witch immediately shoved her fingers as deep as possible into her lover’s breasts. Daisy instantly screamed in her release.

Vala grinned to herself and released the sound nullifying spell on the house. The scream echoed throughout the surrounding forest, spooking the sleeping animals from their resting place, while some responding with their own mating calls. Vala faintly heard it over the sound of her lover’s blissful cry, bringing a broad grin to her face as she continued to finger Daisy’s nipples. The cumming woman thrashed about in the throes of her climax.

Eventually, the night quieted once more. Milk had sprayed forth from Daisy’s tits in twin streams of delight, easily dousing Vala’s fingers in the off white fluid. The growing young kicked up a storm, reacting to their mother’s pleasure. The witch grinned, feeling one of them kick at her massaging hand, while Daisy drifted off to sleep. Vala soon joined her, holding her in her arms.

The few weeks remaining until the birth passed by and soon Daisy could feel it. Her breasts were, without a sliver of exaggeration, massive. They continued to sit on her chest, their weight and size causing them to cover much of her stomach. The skin had become far tighter, much like the skin of a drum, with her veins on complete display. Her nipples had made a last bit of growth, though it was no more than the length of a nail.

The day came when Daisy was laying on her back. While her back was far from taxed by her gravid chest, her legs couldn’t keep up with the sheer weight, each of her breasts now weighing over fifteen pounds each. Her contractions had started earlier that morning, as such Vala was by her side, ready and waiting to help in any way she could. Daisy smiled at her, breaths coming in fast pants now, both from excitement and the strange feeling of her children about to be born. A sharp cramp made her gasp, closely followed by a large deluge of her milk.

The fluid was somewhat different than before. While it was still the same color, it was less sticky than before, more like a slick oil. Vala gripped her lover’s hand, comforting her as the babies squirmed in their homes, visibly ready to get out. Daisy smiled at the witch, before gasping as one of her young pushed hard on the exit, causing her breast to bulge out at the nipple. It was an amazing sight to see, as the already massive tits were forced further out by the coming young.

“It’s time.” She stated, her voice breathless. Vala simply nodded and reached a hand up to massage the skin of each breast, trying to soothe her children. It had the opposite effect, exciting them and causing Daisy to give a small whimper. Her body instinctively pushed, using muscles no other woman possessed. She bit her lip hard, drawing a small amount of blood, trying to keep herself quiet. As anyone would, Vala assumed her to be in a great deal of pain, however she could see otherwise. Daisy’s eyes practically sparkled with her pleasure.

The spell had made no mention of such a change. Then again, none of them went into particular detail. The witch could hardly believe it despite seeing it, as Daisy tried to keep herself from cumming as the first of her children was pushed into her makeshift birth canal, the nipple bulging obscenely with the squirming shape. Daisy gave another push, the tip of her nipple now beginning to open around the child’s head. Vala moved her way around to help as she could.

Daisy could scarcely believe it. She was going to be a mother, and cumming as she gave birth at that. The way her first child squirmed around inside her breast was pure ecstasy, sending waves upon waves of pure bliss crashing through her. Her mouth stretched into a wide grin, her eyes locked on the near grotesque nipple as it bulged with the shape of her baby. Vala was moving, but it was practically unnoticed.

From her new vantage point, Vala could see everything in extreme detail. From Daisy’s tit spewed a constant stream of her new, lubricating milk, while the tip gradually opened more and more, giving her a peak at her soon-to-be born child’s head. She could see blond curls, caked in milk and amniotic fluid, but no blood. Vala looked up to her lover, whose eyes were cast down, wanting to watch as best she could. Their gaze met, an understanding passing between them, and Daisy let the sensations overwhelm her. Every inch that her baby progressed was pure ecstasy.

Pain should have been all she could focus on. It was there, how could it not be? But the sensation of giving birth to her first child, combined with the pleasure generated by her altered breasts, was something Daisy knew she would never forget. And for all the right reasons. Vala was there, holding her hand, muttering words of encouragement as the first of their young crowned. The witched beamed at her lover.

“It’s almost here.” She said, pulling her hand away, ready to hold the child. Daisy nodded her head and gasped, the child squirming in just such a way to bring her that much closer to climax. Would anything ever compare after this, she thought, but decided it wasn’t important. All that mattered at that time was the birthing of her children, whom Vala was so close to meeting for the first time. With another loud gasp and a hard push with her new muscles, Daisy released their child into the world.

Vala caught it immediately. She held the newborn gently, raising it to her face. Her hands were covered in a sudden spray of Daisy’s milk, while she wiped away the amniotic fluid from her baby, seeing its face for the first time. If not for the urgency of their situation, Vala would have felt content to stay there, just taking in her child’s appearance. Keeping her priorities in check, Vala quickly set about cleaning the newborn up and cut away its umbilical cord. She quickly checked its sex, beaming with pride when she saw it was a girl.

“She’s beautiful.” She stated, voice breathless with emotion. Daisy grinned at her. The two looked down at the delivering woman’s chest, seeing the, admittedly shrunken, breast was still very much larger than normal. As they looked, both saw the squirming of a second life inside. Vala immediately, laid her daughter to the side, wrapped in a warm blanket and clean. The next child came from Daisy’s other breast.

It was evidently easier after the first. Her body having adjusted very quickly to what it needed to do. Vala cleaned each child, cutting away the last of their physical ties to their mother, before looking at their sex. Each one was a gorgeous, baby girl. When all was said and done, Vala laid with her lover, two babies in each of their arms. They were slightly larger than normal, however it didn’t matter to them; the children were healthy and safe, that’s all they needed. Daisy looked down at herself and sighed.

“What is it?” Vala asked worriedly. Daisy looked at her with a mixed expression.

“My breasts are so much smaller now.” Her tone was one of sorrow, but indescribable happiness. Vala chuckled and kissed her lover’s cheek.

“Don’t worry, as soon as you’ve recovered, I’ll make sure your breasts are the best in the history of the world.” She assured her, reaching over with a hand to gently squeeze one. Daisy smiled thankfully at her. The babies had already drank from her, leaving her satisfied, if exhausted.

“I think I should go to sleep, Vala.” She mumbled, too tired to properly speak up. The witch simply nodded and took her daughters, laying each of them in a personal crib she had conjured for them. As she looked down at them, Vala’s eyes widened as she caught the faint sight of sparks passing between their fingers. A grin spread on her face, “Like father, like daughter I suppose.” She said and leaned down, kissing each of them goodnight. She joined Daisy in their bed and drifted off to sleep.

Epilogue:

Vala giggled as her daughter playfully pushed her down. The others were soon on top of her, laughing innocently. It was rare that they cried, also so happy and smiling joyfully with their parent. Daisy smiled at them while she hung out the washing. Vala had offered to dry them with magic, but the mother was insistent that she be like her own mother and care for them herself. It had been a month since their daughter’s came into the world.

Daisy had recovered remarkably fast after the birth. Within a week she was walking and holding her babies, feeding them her milk eagerly. Her breasts were not quite so fortunate, as they sagged a good deal now, though they were returning to their perky state with each passing day. To her relief, they remained far bigger than her initial size, though they were a good smaller than the final days of her magical pregnancy. Now they were fully recovered, as well as her sexual appetite.

To both the witch’s and the human’s relief, their children slept soundly most nights. This allowed the two their alone time, relieving one another of their sexual tension, with Vala always willing to show much she loved the mother to her children. Speaking of which, they were growing quicker than Daisy would have expected and, by the end of their first month, were beginning to make their first attempts at standing on their own. It warmed her heart to know they would be able to look after themselves soon, but it was sad as well to think that they would only get a small amount of time to enjoy their childhoods. However, there was nothing she could do.

Or maybe there was? Daisy shook her head at the thought, watching her daughters playing happily. There was no need at that moment; she would enjoy them while she could. Then, one night, while she and Vala laid in bed together, the witch broached a new topic.

“Daisy… I have been thinking about something.” She began, hesitant to continue. Daisy prompted her to do so, curious, “I want other women to feel what we feel.” It came in a rush, the words jumbling together.

“You what?” Daisy asked, confused. Vala took a deep breath to steady herself.

“I want other women to feel what we feel. Daisy, I want to seduce more women like you, make them pregnant and make our family even bigger.” She said, trying to keep calm, her voice wavering only slightly. For several moments, Daisy tried to comprehend what had been said. When she did, she said nothing, merely thought about it. Vala left her to do it, waiting for an answer. Daisy knew Vala loved her, it was obvious in how she would look at her; how she made her feel so perfect and beautiful every day and night. No other woman could replace that.

As she thought about it, Daisy imagined another woman in her same situation. Her breasts growing with every passing week, gradually leaking milk and growing massive nipples. And then they would birth even more children. And Vala hadn’t said just the one either, wanted to do it to several women, over and over again. Without a word, Daisy straddled her lover’s waist and kissed her passionately.

“Do I have your permission?” Vala asked when they parted, her voice breathless and cheeks flushed with desire.

“Yes you do, if you do one thing for me.” Daisy said, leaning back with her hands on her love’s breasts. Vala glanced down and felt certain she knew what Daisy would ask. Even so she asked:

“What is it?” With a steadying breath, Daisy answered.

“You have to make me pregnant for every girl you seduce.” This time, her words came out in a rush, however Vala understood. The witch looked down at herself, almost disappointed Daisy had not asked what she had hoped.

“Will you help me seduce them?” She asked, to which Daisy nodded. Vala sat up and kissed her deeply, “Then I should make myself pregnant, since you’ve seduced me.” Daisy smirked at her and nodded again, pushing back to kiss her deeply. Vala pulled away and held up a finger.

“I will be back shortly, I have a surprise for you.” Daisy nodded mutely and sat on the bed, while Vala left the room to recite a new spell she had created for the book. When it was done, she had to bite her lip to keep the moans from waking the children. After it was done, she cast the breast pregnancy spell on herself as well. She went back to the room, a robe around her body to hide the change she had made. Daisy grinned at her, eager for what was to come.

“What is this surprise you told me about?” She asked, to which Vala responded with her own question.

“Would you like to be pregnant the normal way?” Daisy frowned at her, before Vala dropped the robe. The human’s eyes went wide in shock, however she couldn’t help but lick her lips in want. From Vala’s crotch hung a phallus so large, it hung to her knees… and it was perfectly soft. Unlike when she thought of men, Daisy found herself lusting for it. Without answering, she crawled forward and took hold of it. Vala gasped in pleasure at the touch.

“I want to be so pregnant, I can’t walk after the first month.” She stated, deadly serious. Vala simply nodded and the two began. Words became a simple memory throughout the night, as they worked to ensure the other was one hundred percent pregnant, in every way possible. Daisy even had Vala cast the same spell on her, so that she could impregnate the witch in the normal fashion as well.

Eight months later, Vala couldn’t be happier. During her pregnancy, she had seduced a curious woman and impregnated her. It had been a mere two weeks after her own, meaning the children would be born at similar times. With the knowledge that her already large family would grow exponentially, Vala had transformed her modest cabin into something on the border of being a castle. She made sure to cast a cloaking spell to make sure no stranger found it.

And now, she was leisurely pumping her massive penis into the new girl. Her name was Valarie and was the daughter of a wealthy, but abusive family. After she had first met the witch, Vala made sure to show the girl the love and compassion she desired, while also slowly pulling at her defences. Soon enough, Valarie admitted that she enjoyed feeling powerless. On the same day she revealed this, Vala made her move and the girl’s life was forever changed.

Daisy watched Vala from a large chair. Their daughters were already in bed, each one the size of toddlers now, though the growth had visibly slowed. The newly gravid woman absentmindedly stroked her massive stomach and breasts. Her new pregnancy had quickly proven to be far greater than her first, with her breasts easily twice as big as before despite there being another month to go. Her stomach was equally obscene, looking to hold quintuplets.

Vala was in a similar state, though she was somewhat larger. Daisy had revealed a desire to see the love of her life filled to the brim with young, as such, Vala had cast a spell that would cause several of her eggs to be inseminated at once. Her first womb, the one in her abdomen, was carrying eight babies as it was, while each of her breasts were holding at least six in each. Their size was ridiculous and, to an outsider, it would seem that the massive witch shouldn’t be able to move with them. However she had cast numerous spells to enhance her strength.

Valarie was much smaller than both of them. Her pregnant breasts looked no bigger than Daisy’s had at that time, while her stomach was maybe a quarter of Vala’s size. Even so, she couldn’t be happier as another orgasm ripped through her body. Vala pulled out of her and doused the cumming girl’s body in her seed. Daisy licked her lips and stood, walking over to her lover. Vala had naturally cast the same strength enhancements on her as well.

“How are we going to look after so many children, my love?” She asked, while her hand stroked Vala’s shaft lovingly.

“I’m sure I can conjure up a few servants to help us.” She replied and kissed Daisy, “Now on your knees, my love. You need your dinner.”

THE END