Stealing and absorbing her beautiful youth (Patreon)

With Carrie’s mounting debt from three separate bachelor's degrees, she was willing to give anything a try to earn a quick buck. So when Gloria, a 75-year-old witch, came to her with a request for help performing a spell, Carrie couldn't refuse the hefty sum of money she was offering.

Gloria led Carrie to a small clearing in the woods, where she had set up a circle of stones and placed a large cauldron in the center. The cauldron was filled with a strange mixture of herbs and powders, and Gloria instructed Carrie to take a handful of ashes and scatter them around her body.

Carrie did as she was told, feeling more than a little foolish as she sprinkled the ashes around Gloria's feet. Gloria, however, seemed entirely unfazed by the strange ritual, and even seemed to be enjoying herself as Carrie continued to spread the ashes up her arms and around her neck.

Carrie accidentally cut her finger on a sharp stone, and a drop of blood fell onto the ashes. She watched in horror as the ashes began to sizzle and smoke, turning a dark shade of red as they mixed with her blood. Gloria began to chant the moment the sizzling began, her voice low and melodic as she moved around the circle, casting her spells and calling forth ancient spirits to aid in her rejuvenation. Ghostly dragons circled around her before she crouched at the very center of the circle.

As the ritual continued, Carrie began to feel a strange energy building in the air. It was like the air itself was alive, pulsing with power and magic that she couldn't quite understand. Gloria's body began to glow, her skin growing smoother and her wrinkles fading away as she moaned loudly. Ticklish goosebumps ran along Carrie’s skin when the old witch let out a deep, demonic groan.

Carrie watched in awe as the old witch transformed before her very eyes, becoming younger and more vibrant with each passing moment. Her hair grew longer and darker, her eyes brighter and more alive than they had been in years. Finally, the spell was complete. Gloria stood before Carrie, a picture of youth and vitality. She looked like a woman half her age, with a radiant smile and a twinkle in her eye that Carrie had never seen before.

But when Carrie looked down at her hands, she screamed. Her body was covered with deep wrinkles. She pulled her pocket mirror out and looked at her face, and she was horrified to learn that Gloria had absorbed her youth and red hair. “Thanks dear,” Gloria said with glee. “You did wonderfully. It’s good to finally be young again.” She snatched the pocket mirror away from the aged Carrie and looked at it. “Wow, I even took a bit of your beauty. And these tits - wow, they’ve never been this big in my youth.”

“N-No,” Carrie said weakly. “I didn’t know you’d use me to make you young again. Reverse this! REVERSE IT!” Her throat felt so dry as she fell to the ground. Her head was spinning. Unfortunately, now that Gloria was young again, the old witch wasn’t planning on doing that. She gave Carrie $90,000 to pay off her debts and vanished from what was left of her life forever.