Deep within the forest, Ember, with fiery hair like autumn leaves, whispered to the wind. Late at night, as she brewed secrets in a battered cauldron, her laughter echoed through the village, beckoning men with lustful yearning in their loins. All shared one desire: to mate with the red-haired witch. Each Hallowe’en, the crimson sorceress selected one fortunate soul to feast upon her exquisite pussy, savor the depths of h...

Elysia huffed. Okay, she thought. Let's try this one more time. It was incredibly frustrating to have this gift for clairvoyance when she could apparently only use it to aid others. She could tell fortunes all too easily, she could conjure up a customer’s loved one’s disembodied voice to allow her customers closure, and on her best days, she could even make spirits physically appear. But after hours when the curtain had c...

The witch’s shrill voice cut through the heavy silence of the cottage like a whip. “On the table,” she commanded, her long, gnarled finger jabbing toward the wooden surface. Her eyes gleamed with a hunger that made Gretel’s stomach twist into knots. Hansel froze, his muscles taut as a bowstring. He shot a quick glance at Gretel, his brown eyes wide with alarm. Gretel’s face was pale, her lips pressed into a thin line as s...

He sat reading a tale on that Valentine’s Eve, When there came a tap, tap on the door. Who could it be? He stood up to see, and Lo and behold, imagine that— A witch with a hawk on her hat! The bird clung to the brim while she swiped at a tear, “Sir, may I come in from the cold?” His heart bled as she cried, So he led her inside, Not a worry of spells or black magick. She settled herself on the rug by the fire, Crackle! Po...

Young Sarah refused to release his hand and was dragged across the cold, wet ground, muddying her modest flannel nightgown. “Don’t go! She’s cast a spell on you!” With a harsh fling of his wrist, her husband Abraham shook her loose a few steps before entering the mist. Those bearing witness knew the mist was no ordinary mist. Despite its beautiful lavender hue, the villagers knew evil lurked there. Abraham, however, had b...

It was a lovely sunny summer evening, but Penny felt rather gloomy. She was walking home from work—she liked those hour-long solitary walks and preferred them to the crowded bus—and, as always, she couldn't help but notice all the happy couples around her. Shit, all her former classmates have been dating since school! Some of them are even already married! And she... Penny sighed. No matter how much she wanted to, she cou...

Author's Note: As it stands, this story is all alone in the world. No accompanying chapter two or three to latch onto its giving teat. No sequel to fuck into my hard drive. One day, I hope to continue this. Preferably before next year. For now, though, I've written this to work as both an opening chapter and as a stand-alone story. Mother Goose would be grim to see what I've made of her, a delicious pate for this fine sum...

Glowing eyes stared back at Richard as he withdrew from Samantha’s arse. “You really want this?” he asked, approaching the Jack-O-Lantern above the bed with cock in hand. “You really want forgiveness?” One look at her insatiable eyes convinced him. Jizz splattered across the menacing orange visage, dripping onto the redhead’s face below. With the last drop, his satiated sigh turned to screams and her ecstatic cries to cac...