Mistress Strange purred and cackled as she flew through the night on her magic broom. The shaft, securely clamped between her legs, was vibrating, and it felt so nice against her dripping twat. She could see why so many witches liked their brooms! The tip was nice and thick too; maybe she'd make good use of it when they landed....
The former sorcerer supreme sniggered. Time for such fun later. For now she needed to expand her coven. She needed more "sisters" to help perform her wicked fun, and of course some more slaves. Wong was wonderful of course -- hard to go wrong with a muscular demon with huge tits and a huger cock -- but she was a witch who wanted a little variety in her life. Lots of slaves in all shapes and sizes!
Her long nose sniffed the air and her long tongue licked her lips. She smelled her. Clea. Sweet lovely Clea.
Mistress Strange cackled as she flew down into the night....
* * *
Clea was relaxing on a divan, flipping through an old book on arcane lore, when suddenly she felt a cold wind against her face.
"Who--"
"Hello, my dear."
Clea stared at the hunched woman in front of her, dressed in a blue robe with a red shawl whose collar and amulet seemd a little familiar. The woman had on a long peaked hat, and under that was a long tangle of black hair with a white streak on each side.
"Who are you?" Clea whispered, feeling the evil radiating off the woman.
"Someone who has turned over a new leaf and for once is enjoying what it is to be POWERFUL! You will love it too, my dear. We will be sisters, you and I...."
The woman pointed at Clea with one claw and a darkness rolled around Clea, entering her every orifice and pour.
Clea moaned as she felt it all around her. So much evil, so much power!
Her nipples, now erect, pressed against her top as her bosom swelled in size, and her cunt began to drip with need as the power penetrated her.
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