Becoming a Witch (Patreon)

- Don't give me that look, - a female voice echoed from behind the blonde who was leaning against the wall. The girl shuddered slightly, cuasing her big breasts to shake inside tight transparent fabric. - It's your own fault... you came here uninvited.

- I'll kill all of you! - the girl spat out angrily through gritted teeth. - You and your witch cult!

- And how are you going to do that? - a young woman in her twenties came out from the shadows and stood in front of the girl. She smiled condescendingly and ran her finger over her lips, looking at the blonde's beautiful body. - Look at yourself! You're not scary big guy, you're just a sweet blonde girl now who won't hurt a fly.

The blonde clenched her teeth. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at the woman.

- I'm still a man! You can't fool me with these cheap tricks! - she trying not paying attention to obvious things.

- What's your name? - the woman asked suddenly.

- What does it matter?

- Tell me your name.

The girl hesitated for a few moments, then said.

- ...Vladimir...

- That's a terrible name for a girl, - the woman said. - Now you are called "Vladlena."

The girl frowned angrily.

- How dare you? You bitch, - she growled angrily, clenching her fists.

- Vladlena, - the woman ignored the blonde's anger, - what are you going to do when you get out of here?

The blonde girl didn't answer and looked away.

- Well, I'll answer for you. You will go to your former colleagues and ask them for help. You'll tell them that a band of witches turned you into a woman and they'll laugh in your face. They won't believe you. They'll see a young, cute chick who thinks she is a gangster. If they even decide to help you, they'll make a prostitute or a stripper out of you. And if you are lucky, that's the best option. Don't forget that you don't have any documents about who you are, so, for first policeman you will be just an illegal immigrant or worse.

The girl listened carefully, looking down. She understood that the witch was right but she couldn't agree with her. On hour ago she was a dangerous and feared man, who came here to take money from this cult.

- They will notice that I am missing and will come here, - she tried to argue.

- Really? Do you really think they'll send people to look for you? - the woman said in surprise. - You are nothing more than a common street thug, whose job it was to scare people, kill or threaten... However, you are partly right, they may come here, but not because of you. They will come here to take our money and artifacts. But they won't find anything.

The woman went up to the blonde, sat down beside her and stroked her thigh.

- Vladlena, we are not cruel. You can live with us, join our coven as a servant girl and have a roof over your head.

- You must be crazy, - the blonde snorted. - I'm not going to become your slave!

- I am not saying you have to serve us for free, - the woman smiled and touched the blonde's leg, gently rubbing her. - Someday you could even become a witch like me.

The girl shuddered and jerked her legs back.

- Never! - she growled angrily. Witch laughed and stood up.

- You are so cute. I love your stubborness, - she said, turned and walked towards the door. - I'll give you some time to think about my offer.

She opened the door, and left, slamming it shut. The blonde loudly slammed the floor with her fist and then squeezed her boobs through the fabric of the tight top. She tried to take away her breasts, but instead only aroused herself. Her nipples became erect and clearly visible through the thin top.

- Fuck! - she shouted in frustration and leaned back against the wall, lowering her head and closing her eyes. Silence filled the air, interrupted only by her quiet breathing. She know that witch is right about everything she told her. It is better for her to stay with them. But to serve as a maid... it's humiliating. However, she already decided to stay with the witches but it was too hard to admit it.