"Art in the Attic"

(Different Chapters will have slightly different content, but generally will be F/f, non-consensual, snuff, water sports, teen)

Here's something I've been writing lately. I'm still not fully sure how long it'll be, but I'm guessing about 6-8 Chapters (around 6k words each). It's about a teenage girl named Conny, who encounters an older, supernatural woman named Autumn. Autumn gives Conny power to do bizarre, cruel and deadly things to people the latter doesn't like, and especially uses it against fellow students from her all girls school.

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``(F-Solo, f, f, non-consensual, masturbation, melting, snuff, teen, water sports)``

`==(Chapter 1: "Melted Goo With a Side of Milk" - Pt. A)==

Conny and her friend Karen were getting stuff out of their lockers, finishing up an after hours drivers education class, at their public (but all-girls school) in suburban Sioux Falls, South Dakota. They had recently both turned 14 years old, which meant that right there in the Mount Rushmore State, the two could soon get a permit.

"So this weekend, you wanna come over? We can go and -" Conny, the freckled, pony-tailed redhead began to say, as they both were closing their lockers.

"Sorry, but I'll be busy this weekend!" Karen (an East Asian girl with long hair) interrupted, while quickly hurrying away in the mostly empty hallway. "We'll do whatever on the weekend after for sure."

``You said that before about this upcoming weekend, too…`` the disappointed girl thought to herself.

"Oh, OK…" Conny said out loud, trying not to sound let down, because Karen always seemed to have an excuse lately to not doing anything outside school hours. "I sorta understand. I guess…"

"Bye!" Karen said, without even looking back as she hurried off.

"Yeah… Bye…"

Karen hated disappointing Conny (especially since the former was the latter's only real friend), because she knew her friend had been a shy girl her entire life, with trouble making connections with people. The redheaded teenager had trouble making eye contact, even with those she knew. The introverted girl had anxiety whenever she was around people she never met, or didn't know very well. Lately, Karen was becoming more preoccupied with other things and people (especially a particular person).

After walking a few blocks away from the school (Conny hated walking by herself without her friend), the redhead suddenly realized she had to rush somewhere, too. The high schooler started racing home in the cloudy and windy (but still warm) fall day. Soon, she'd start a live online course with her tutor. She thought it was going to suck, like always, but thankfully nobody was at the house (or so she thought), so it'd be nice being home alone. Afterwards, she thought she'd masturbate to relieve some stress.

Suddenly the teenage girl had to take a major piss. She had missed the tutoring sessions before (from not giving a damn), and her Mother was pretty angry about it. Her Mom wanted her to log in and be with the tutor, 04:30-PM sharp, and that was less than 10 minutes away. Conny simply couldn't afford to miss any others, or even be a little late, so having to use the bathroom first was going to be cutting it close.

Only a block away, there was a park in the neighborhood. It had a small public bathroom building, with three rooms. Conny rushed up the women's door, and turned the handle, but it was locked. She tried the handicapped room, but it too was locked.

"Oh, come on…"

The only option left was men's. The frustrated girl didn't want to use it, but didn't have the luxury of caring, since a males' bathroom was still a bathroom. And of course, as she expected, it was locked. Out of pure desperation, the teenager tried shaking and pulling on the knob, but to no avail.

"Fuck this!" she growled in anger after stopping, before kicking the door a few times.

There was no rhyme or reason as to when they were unlocked for the public. Sometimes they were, sometimes they weren't. She'd now have to wait until getting to her home, still several blocks away. The poor girl hoped she didn't end up pissing her panties before getting back to the house.

The teen girl's home had one main floor, a basement, and the attic, which doubled as her room. After finally getting to her house about 5 minutes later, Conny rushed to the toilet. She slid down the skirt of her mostly gray school outfit, and panties. From there, the teenager sat her bare ass down, relaxed and started pissing. As the young girl sat on the toilet in her uniform, she thought it felt great to finally relieve her bladder.

"Aaaahhh…" she gently sighed in relief.

The teenager looked at her iPhone. She obsessively had been checking the time, as the yellow urine fell from her pink twat, and into the water below. There was only a few minutes left until the session started, but it felt like her bladder was taking forever to empty.

The redhead knew she shouldn't have drank so much Diet Pepsi earlier (not to mention it wasn't that good for her to begin with). Her eating habits were better, however. As a preteen, she was somewhat pudgy, but after changing her eating patterns, she lost the weight and became petite again. Being able to eat what she wanted without gaining weight was something the teen wanted very badly, but her metabolism wouldn't allow it.

"I'll drink whatever I damn well feel like…" she randomly mumbled to herself, thinking about what everyone says about the matter.

Along with the sound of her piss falling into water below, Conny thought she heard footsteps coming from the attic. However, she quickly dismissed the upstairs noise, figuring it was the wind or something, since nobody was suppose to be home right now.

"Hurry up, damn it…" the impatient girl groaned, with a stressed look in her green eyes.

After several seconds (but what felt like several minutes), she was done. The fully relieved girl flushed the toilet, stood up, and pulled her bottoms back up (being in a hurry, she didn't even bother to wipe her crotch or wash hands). The redhead ran upstairs to the small attic/bedroom. She opened the door, glancing at her iPhone again (it was 04:28, so there was only a couple minutes to spare). The young girl's life instantly changed once looking up.

With no light switched on, the attic was somewhat dark, and outside cloud cover made it even more so. However, Conny could tell there was someone there, causing her heart to race. An attractive, petite woman with curly, dark and long hair (with some light yellow streaks running through) in a ponytail was standing right in front of the room's window. She was directly across from her.

"Hi!" the mystery woman said (with a big smile), as Conny switched on the light.

As her heart beat faster, and breathing accelerated, Conny looked at the mysterious woman. The light revealed that she was totally naked, except for some black high heels. She looked to be in her late-20s/early-30s or so, and had C-cup tits along with trimmed dark pubic hair.

"Uh - Who are you?" the naturally confused girl asked, looking directly at the mysterious woman (normally the teenager wouldn't look directly at someone, but knew she had to for the sake of being on guard in this case). "And why are you… Naked?"

"Well I could ask you why you AREN'T naked," the brown eyed, mostly nude woman replied.

"I asked who you were," Conny said, getting agitated, but trying to keep calm.

"Call me… Let's say Autumn…" the 5'6" woman replied, walking over halfway (her large heels causing creaking sounds in the attic's wooden floor), and extending her hand out for a greeting. "You could say I'm a witch. Not really, but kinda-sorta. Nice to meet you there, Conny."

"How'd you know my name?" the teenager asked, keeping her distance, and not accepting the handshake (meeting new people in general was very difficult for her, and the fact this nude woman was suddenly in her attic obviously made it more difficult).

"Well you sign your name on your art, which I really like, Conny…" Autumn commented after putting her hand down, and looking around. "A lot of it's really imaginative. A couple kinda suck ass, but most of it's pretty great."

Covering the teenager's wooden, slanted attic walls were highly detailed paintings and colored sketches (all her own work) in picture frames. The pieces varied. Many were nature themed, especially flowers. Others were of people. A few were futuristic cities, while some contained weird, other worldly creatures she thought up. Regardless of what they were about, the bottom of her pieces each said Make the World Beautiful…

"And why are you in my room?" the redhead demanded to know, ignoring the compliment, plus feeling her heart beat faster and faster, as her anxiety got worse.

"Well, if you stop asking questions, I've got a surprise for you," Autumn said, pointing at her dresser against the wall, which contained a square object with a black drape over it.

"I asked why you're in my room, you stupid bitch," Conny growled while clinching her fist, going from anxious to angry.

Instead of an answer, the two just stared at each other. Autumn watched with a smirk on her face, while Conny looked back with an increasingly angered expression. The latter had done her best to be calm, but was becoming infuriated by this woman's lack of answers and trespassing in her room, which was such a private space to her.

"TELL ME, OR I'LL GOUGE YOUR MOTHER FUCKING EYEBALLS OUT!" Conny threatened, while slamming her iPhone to the ground (which broke the screen).

"You considered that option first, before calling the cops?" the naked woman asked, in a dismissive tone. "You'd rather rip my eyeballs out?"

"AFTER I RIP 'EM OUT, I'LL EAT THEM RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FUCKING FACE, AS YOU WATCH!"

"If my eyeballs are torn out, how can I watch?" Autumn asked, before tilting her head back and laughing. "See? I can ask questions too, ya' little pissed off psychopath."

"YOU FUCKING CUNT!" Conny yelled while charging.

Being called a psychopath was the final straw which broke the camel's back, so Conny ran to attack Autumn, but the latter just vanished and reappeared in the same spot the teenager had just been, so they essentially traded places. The redhead froze in place, not fully processing what she had seen. The creepy woman literally vanished in front of her eyes, like an illusion that suddenly stopped.

"You shouldn't have such a potty mouth used against your elders," the naked woman commented, after reappearing. "I'll let it slide for now, but keep it up, and you'll be disciplined."

"But how - I mean…" the confused teenager asked, after turning around (her anger was now partially replaced by confusion). "What the…?"

"By the way, you fucked up your phone," Autumn said, while laughing again, and levitating it off the ground for the teenager to see. "Your phone is now as fucked up as you are in the head, but watch this…"

The smashed iPhone screen began to fix itself. Conny watched in awe as all cracks gradually faded within seconds, and in no time, it looked like a brand new device. She wondered if this was some kind of illusion or trick being done on her, along with the vanishing and reappearing, but it was very real.

"You're welcome, brat," Autumn commented before rushing the device right at Conny, but with the latter quickly catching it.

Conny just stared the screen, as she swiped through files on the phone. Not only was the screen no longer filled with cracks, but the touch feature was working perfectly. Plus, some minor scratches on the device before were now gone, too.

"Wow…" was all she could say.

"See that?" the naked woman asked. "That's nothing though compared to other stuff I can do for you."

"Really?" Conny asked, while looking up at her, still barely able to say anything from amazement.

"Yeah, but you gotta behave," Autumn replied, who was now levitating a foot off the ground (which creeped the teenager out). "You'll go farther with me by not screaming that you'll rip my eyeballs out and eat them. Respect your elders."

"Elders? So what's your age?" the high schooler asked while putting her phone away (she could tell Autumn seemed young, but clearly still older than herself). "Like you know I'm only 14, right? I don't even have a permit yet."

"Yeah, so?"

"I mean, you could go on a sex offender list for exposing yourself like this to me," Conny warned.

"Oh, like I give a shit about the law," Autumn said, continuing to slowly levitate higher. "The only law that matters is what I say…"

"…and unlike the legal system everyone else has to live under," she continued, now appearing only as a large head the same size as her body, "I grant rewards, not just punishments."

Conny was obviously startled by seeing Autumn as a giant head, right in front of her. Suddenly, the witch wrapped her tongue around the teenager, and it curled around the latter’s body, causing the poor girl to scream. The mysterious woman pulled the redhead into her dark mouth, and swallowed. However, the high schooler instantly felt herself back at the exact same spot where she had just been, standing upright, with Autumn in her basic form, and feet back to the ground.

The teenager kept screaming and thrashing her arms for a couple seconds, before fully realizing things had just gone back to “normal”. She looked around with a very confused look, flabbergasted. The redhead went from horror, to outright numb confusion.

"Do you understand me, little girl?" the naked woman asked authoritatively, pointing her finger.

"Um… Yeah…" Conny replied, too confused by what just happened.

"Good," Autumn replied with a gentle smile, now fully back to normal.

The redhead liked the sound of getting rewards, but still wasn't sure what to think overall. The teenager had such a mixture of emotions in the last few minutes. As would be expected, she felt like there wasn't something quite right about Autumn at all (for very obvious reasons), but figured that if she played her cards right, great things could come of this.

"Well now that we've established who's in charge, don't you wanna see what's under the drape?" Autumn asked while pointing at the dresser.

Being a curious person, the still dumbfounded teenage girl went over to object, feeling drawn to it. She was a little afraid to uncover it, not knowing what Autumn had up her sleeve. She removed the drape, and took a look. To her surprise, it was a glass item (about a foot and a half tall, and across), with 3 girls, about 5 or 6 inches tall, crying and screaming.

"What?" the teenager asked, peering to get a closer look.

Conny recognized everyone. Two were girls she knew from the junior/senior high school (both in yellow cheerleader uniforms, one a blonde and the other brown-haired), while the other was a Chinese woman, in her early-30s who co-ran the local antique store, but instead of a cheerleader outfit, was in normal clothes.

"Is this… real?" Conny asked, turning her head back towards Autumn, and not knowing what to think.

"Yes," Autumn confirmed, walking a few steps closer. "Why?"

"You're the one who did this?" the teenager asked, although the answer should've been obvious at that point.

"Why yes. Yes, I did, but never mind that," the evasive mystery woman said.

"Um - Well why did you? And… Why are they all… Small?" Conny asked, turning back to see the prisoners.

"Again with the damn questions," Autumn growled in frustration, still dodging direct answers. "Because. That's why."

"Why don't you answer my questions, BITCH!!?" the frustrated teenager growled back, while turning back to look at her (and hitting the dresser with her fist).

"You really do got a temper, don't you, ya' little brat?" Autumn asked, after laughing. "I can tell you're gonna be one of the funner ones."

"And what does that mean?" Conny growled, trying to calm down and wanting to cooperate.

"Now pick one of those bugs out to start," the witch said, once again not answering. "I'd like to see you figure out things to do to them, but do it one by one. The fun'll last longer."

"What do you - What do you want me to do?" Conny asked, already calming down again for some reason.

"Anything," Autumn said, who now appeared as countless heads on the walls speaking in unison, replacing the framed drawings and paintings.

"OK, what do you mean by 'anything'?" Conny asked, apparently not phased by the countless heads.

"I mean exactly what I said," Autumn's faces explained, as they talked in sync. "I gave you the power to do whatever you want to them. No limits in terms of power, and no taboos."

"No limits?" the redheaded teenager asked, as the witch went back to her basic form.

"Are you dense or something?" Autumn sarcastically asked, sounding annoyed again. "Yes."

Conny peered down again, to take another close look. She wanted to kill the cheerleader girls at least, for different reasons each. It was strange. The redhead hated the two, but never had murderous ideas (although that was now quickly changing). She didn't know what got into her, or if these thoughts were even originating from her, but didn't care much.

Plus, Conny loved the sight of them. They looked so pathetic and helpless, crying, screaming and very small. Anything could be done to them, anything at all. The relatively giant teenager had complete and total power. She also had no trouble looking at them directly into their eyes, because they were now so small.

"You know what? Why the hell not?" Conny said with an evil smile, embracing her dark side.

"Yeah, that's right!" Autumn said, giving her own wicked smile. "Just go with it…"

"Hmmm… I think I'll take out…" Conny said, moving her finger along the glass. "Jessica to begin!"

"No! Leave me alone!" the 16 year old, blonde haired Jessica screamed, in a squeaky voice that was barely understandable.

The tiny girl started running away into a corner, getting as far away as possible, but could only go so far. She was the most popular student in the Sioux All Girls Jr./Sr. High School (a charter school for girls from 6th to 12th grade from all over the country, who were gifted in some way, had a learning disability, behavioral problems, or had well-off parents who made backroom deals in Jessica's case).

The only reason Jessica was popular was mainly because she came from a relatively wealthy background, and bought a lot of stuff for her friends (if they did her favors, sometimes questionable ones), so people gravitated towards her. However, the blonde teenager wasn't very bright, and one of the biggest sluts in town, too.

Conny was jealous of Jessica's popularity and extroverted personality. The shy girl wished she could have the same amount of friends (but being extremely shy, not having much money and somewhat new to town, the redhead had none). The cheerleader had so many things she wanted, but didn't have.

It didn't help that the blonde was often rude to Conny, since she didn't suck up to her for cash or expensive gifts. In the few times they interacted, the cheerleader was very rude, because she didn't think the redhead was of any use to her. If someone didn't do favors in exchange for money, or kiss her ass, why bother?

"Like I said, just go with it," the naked, dark haired witch said, reaching down to rub herself, getting turned on. "She's basically a bug, she doesn't matter. The world'll go on, anyway."

The teen reached inside, and carefully plucked Jessica's little body by her ponytail. She lifted Jessica out of the glass box, as the tiny girl kicked her arms and legs while screaming. The cheerleader looked down, and could she was dangling above what seemed like several stories up.

"Don't hurt me!" the small girl begged, with tears flowing down her blue eyes. "Let me go!"

To Jessica, Conny was clearly no longer the soft spoken, shy, socially awkward loser girl from high school who rarely looked up while speaking. She was clearly different now. The cheerleader may have been at the top of the social pyramid at school, but here in the attic, she was at the bottom, in terms of power and size.

"Oh, I might do more than hurt you," Conny warned, having murderous thoughts, and stepping a few feet away from the dresser. "Besides, you're only a snobby slut who sucks cock and smokes pot all day."

"Please, have me changed back!" Jessica pleaded, staring at the redhead's relatively large green eyes."I'll give you tons of cash!"

"Go shove Mommy and Daddy's money up your ass," Conny said (as tempting as the offer was). "You could offer me a billion dollars, and I wouldn't give a FUCK. You can't bribe your way out of this one, cunt!"

"I'll give you all of it! Every last penny! Just don't - Don't hurt me!" Jessica said, with tears constantly flowing down her cheeks. "I promise!"

"You know that nobody likes you?" the larger teenager asked. "People only become friends with you for the fucking money so you buy 'em things. When you're gone, everyone will miss your money, NOT you."

"OK! OK! PLEASE don't hurt me!" Jessica sobbed.

"The only reason you're even IN that fuckin' school is because your Mommy and Daddy bribed the higher ups!" Conny kept ranting. "They did it just so you can have bragging rights about going to a 'special place'!"

"OK! You're right!" the tiny blonde said. "Now let me go! I promise I'll be different!"

A small part of Conny suddenly began feeling sorry for the tiny girl. She was starting to feel conflicted. Jessica seemed sincere in being remorseful, even if it was partly to save her own ass. Plus, nobody is perfect and everyone has flaws. She was considering that perhaps this wasn't the best thing to do.

"Don't listen to her," Autumn insisted, with her mouth having vanished, but yet still able to speak. "She'll just go back to her old ways almost right away. People slip into old habits real damn quick."

"Good point…" the larger teenager agreed, still staring at her captive.

"Besides, I personally know that she wants to hurt you," the witch said, and her mouth slowly appearing back. "I don't know what it is, but she's plotting something."

"Really?" the redhead asked, starting to think Jessica was even worse than she already thought.

"Yes, really," Autumn nodded. "Lots of people wanna hurt you. Even those you wouldn't expect."

"So is that true?" the relatively giant girl asked, starting to fear that Autumn's words were true.

"She's lying! I swear I'm not plotting anything!" Jessica said. "I just wanna be turned back to normal!"

"Like I said, you can do anything to them," Autumn explained, standing behind her (but getting closer). "Just imagine, and concentrate."

Suddenly, Conny saw some yellow liquid sliding down the small girl's legs. For a second, she couldn't tell what it was, but almost instantly realized that Jessica had pissed herself from pure fear. The tiny girl had barely even noticed that she soiled her panties, being too focused on the overall situation.

"Awww, someone wet themselves," the larger teen said in a mocking manner, after laughing a little. "Let's get that uniform off you."

"That's right," Autumn nodded, seeing her concentrate. "Just think of it."

Jessica felt the cheerleader outfit go missing, so she looked down and gasped. The only thing left was her bra, the pissed-stained white panties (plus shoes and socks). After that, her underwear vanished, leaving only her menstrual pad.

"So you're on your period, bitch?" Conny asked, before laughing.

The large teenager concentrated, and made the bra, pad, shoes and socks all go away as well, leaving the crying and screaming girl's nude body visibile (with her B-cup tits and light, blonde pubic hair for all to see).

"Stop this!" Jessica pleaded.

"Well you're small, but still have a nice body, bitch," the redhead commented, poking her little twat. "So that's what all the guys our age in town get to see."

"Like I said, you can do anything you want," Autumn reminded. "Just think it."

"Anything?" the teenager asked like before, turning her face with intrigue to the mysterious woman.

"There's no limit to the creativity of the human mind, especially when it comes to someone like you," the naked witch said, still standing next to her, but getting close to her ear. "There's no limit to the power I gave you in terms of what happens to them."

"I see…"

"Use the power of your imagination," Autumn continued, with a translucent image of a brain vibrating several colors appearing in front of them, for a few seconds. "Use the same imagination that made all these pictures on your walls. Just like when you got her outfit off. The idea then becomes real."

"Well… OK," Conny hesitantly said, "I'll do it."

Conny thought for a few moments. She didn't know if Autumn was exaggerating, or if literally any idea could be done (but this whole situation was already way out there). Also, the teen wanted to kill Jessica, but was afraid to. After all, murder was obviously very, very wrong, but who'd know? She could easily take her out in a way to where there'd be no evidence.

The freckled girl began concentrating. A massive amount of pain (about the same as child birth) overcame the tiny cheerleader's entire body, causing her to scream in agony. It was the worst anguish Jessica had ever experienced, and it kept going. The larger teenager smiled. She loved putting her through this. In her mind, she was finally paying a price.

Conny wanted to go further, but something was holding her back. It might have been nerves, or her conscience. Either way, she was having trouble going past the limit.

"So that's it?" Autumn asked, sounding disappointed. "That's all you could come up with?"

"Fuck off," the pressured redhead growled, while giving a big stomping on the floor with her foot.

"Like I said, you've got a temper," the witch said after laughing at her. "Girls with tempers don't get nice things."

"Well maybe I do, cunt!" Conny somewhat admitted in a snotty tone, "but maybe I don't feel like being pressured to do something I might not want."

"Well maybe I don't wanna to do anymore cool stuff for you," Autumn warned, "I can just leave right now, and take all my nifty powers with me."

"OK, OK…" Conny said in a calmer tone, not wanting her to leave. "I'm sorry…"

"Now say 'I'll be a good girl from now on, Autumn'," the magical woman insisted.

"Um… I'll be a good girl from now on?" the teen halfheartedly repeated.

"You didn't say my name," the witch warned.

"I- I'll be a good girl from now on, Autumn? I guess?"

"Good enough for now. Now let's focus on this little cunt," the naked woman responded. "Like I've said, use your imagination."

All of a sudden, Conny had a sudden urge to go ahead and kill Jessica, in some way. The redhead didn't know if it was Autumn putting those thoughts into her head (or if it came from within), but either way, she suddenly felt ready. The teenager started feeling a little sexually excited about it as well, which she didn't like.

``No, I just like her body. It's not because I'm turned on by killing someone``, Conny thought to herself. ``That's the only thing it could be…``

"Well…" the relatively giant girl said, somewhat brushing off what happened, and still feeling the urge to kill Jessica. "Everyone thinks that you're the hottest girl in school. Let's make that literally true."

Conny placed the tiny girl on the dresser upright, right next to the glass box. She used her power to make the blonde stay right there, and not be able to move. The small cheerleader still had very intense pain, but that was nothing compared to what was seconds away.

Suddenly, a very intense heat could be felt immediately surrounding Jessica. "AAAAAAHHHHH!" the cheerleader screamed in her squeaky voice, looking down at herself, and feeling even worse pain from the extremely intense heat.

The cheerleader began slowly melting down into a puddle of goo, almost like she was wax. Her feet turned into liquid gunk, and her body was melting bottom up, along with other areas at the same time. Black and brown burn marks began appearing over various parts of her body, with blood oozing out.

"Wow, this is fuckin' awesome!" Conny said, with a big smile on her face.

"See?" Autumn told her, having a large smile as well (and rubbing her lightly hairy twat). "Like I said, you can literally do ANYTHING to these little bitches. Plus, even this is nothing compared to what else you could do…"

The horny redhead was getting even more aroused, from starting to get turned on by seeing the hot (in more ways than one) little cheerleader melt. The teenage girl wanted to touch her quickly lubricating twat, but resisted (from not wanting to admit to herself that she liked this). She didn't want to admit to herself that she was enjoying this.

The two glass prisoners watched in disbelief and horror. They were seeing Jessica melt before their very eyes, and wondering what would happen to them soon. Ashley couldn't bare to watch her dear friend die any longer, and decided to keep her eyes shut while balling like a baby.

After a few seconds, Jessica was already melted down to her kneecaps, as she continued screaming hysterically, and thrashing her arms. Her boobs suddenly fell off as well, like two blobs of goo. Her pubic hairs (plus the hair on her head) suddenly extinguished, leaving her bald all over.

"Yeah…" the teenager said, in an aroused tone, tempted to touch her wetting crotch. "Die, ya' little bitch…"

"Mmm. In moments she'll be total slime," Autumn explained, still pleasuring herself to the horrible sight (although the teenager was too distracted to notice). "All because of your imagination."

"Nice…"

By the time Jessica sank down to the middle of her stomach, most of her skin was now burnt in black, brown and red marks. Her once beautiful face was now entirely scarred by the horrible burns. At this point, she wasn't even recognizable.

"Not so pretty anymore, huh, bitch?" Conny asked, before laughing.

Jessica's arms fell off from their sockets, once she melted down to her chest. Her screaming stopped, since her lungs were now gone. The cheerleader's cheeks, ears, eyes, jaw, lips and nose suddenly melted off, with their remains dropping down like wax to the ground.

Soon, there was left of Jessica, but black, peach and red goo. The beautiful, blonde high schooler was now nothing more than an ugly puddle of boiling, steaming slime with some fragments. The redhead just stared at the bubbling goo in amazement, not fully sure if it even really happened (as was the case with several events that afternoon).

"Um - So is she - I mean - Is she… Dead?" Conny asked, tempted to poke at it.

"Dead as a doorknob," Autumn confirmed, feeling her orgasm getting closer. "I mean… Just look at her. She's gunk now. She won't be sucking cock or smoking pot anymore, that's for damn sure. Plus, she can't hurt you."

Conny examined the little boiling puddle. She could make out things like bits of bones, hair and teeth, but for the most part, nobody would be able to tell this gunk was a human moments ago. This is all what pretty little Jessica was reduced to.

"Shit!" the teenager said with a disappointed face, still staring at the puddle. "I really wish I recorded that with my phone…"

"Hmm. Well look at your phone now," the masturbating mystery woman said. "Go to the Camera app."

The teen did so, hoping it was there, but not sure. To her partial surprise, there was a 720p High-Definition recording of the melting, right in the videos section. She tapped the file, and began watching what had happened only moments before.

"Fuck yeah!" the redhead shouted in glee, with a big smile. "Did you put this here?"

"Well… Yeah. Who else coulda, silly?" the masturbating witch asked while mimicking the melting, as her own feet and lower legs started to turn to wax. "I fixed your phone before, and I can put videos in there, too."

"Wow, thanks!" the teen said while looking at the file, still with a huge smile. "How did you?"

"You don't have to ask how or why I do everything. Just know that I can do lots and lots of really cool things," Autumn said, with her legs forming back to normal and the melting having stopped. "But you gotta be a good girl."

"Oh, OK…" Conny said, half paying attention to the video, and other half to the witch.

"So you gonna touch yourself to it, later?" Autumn bluntly asked, who fittingly was still touching herself.

The teenager looked up at her for a few moments, not knowing how to respond about the overly personal question. "Maybe…" was all she could manage to say.

``Why is she playing with herself right in front of me?`` the redhead thought, only now noticing that Autumn was masturbating (but quickly realized that masturbating was probably the least weird thing about her).

"Mmmm. Well I know what just happened turned you on," the masturbating witch said, as if reading the teenager's mind. "It turns me on, too. I really loved hearing her screams."

"No, I fucking WASN'T turned on!" Conny growled, pointing at her, but then trying to calm down, wanting to stay on her good side.

"Oh c'mon, Conny," Autumn groaned, rubbing her lightly hairy twat, faster and faster, eager to climax. "Just admit to yourself that you're a sick fu - OOOOOOHHHHHH!"

Autumn's orgasm interrupted the sentence. She partially closed her eyes, and loudly groaned in delight. The witch tilted her head back, and shook. Conny confusingly watched the magical woman orgasming, purely fueled by seeing Jessica melt and die moments ago. A few bursts of fluid shot out of her pussy, and onto Conny's wooden floor. Her brown eyes were half-open, and rolled into the back of her head.

"Oooooohhhhhh!" she groaned again, and still rubbing her twat in passion. "Mmmmmmm!"

The naked witch simply stood in her dark heels for several seconds, groaning, shaking and squirting from her orgasm. After several seconds of enjoying the climax, she fully opened her eyes, looked back at Conny, and let out a long, satisfied sigh.

"Well that was a pretty good one," Autumn said, before smiling. "I hadn't played with myself for a couple hours, so I needed it."

"Oh… OK…" Conny said, still glancing at her phone, feeling awkward again and not knowing what to say.

"You know, speaking of playing with yourself, you can actually masturbate with the blonde's remains," Autumn pointed out, while wiping some of her remaining juices off her pussy.

"…huh?"

"You heard me, you can rub the warm goo on your twat," the naked witch said, licking and sucking bits of pussy juice off her fingers, like someone savoring sauce leftover from BBQ chicken. "It'll feel good."

"Um, yeah… That's really fucking gross," the shy teenager declined (her comfort zone limits were already pushed in such a short time anyway), while glancing at the melting video over and over again.

"Oh just try it," Autumn insisted, suddenly displaying a levitating pink sex toy. "It might feel even better than the vibrator that you hide from your family in your dresser!"

"How'd you know that?" Conny asked while taking a step back, offended and embarrassed. "Put that back!"

"Now pick out another one!" the witch insisted, pointing towards the glass prison, as the vibrator vanished and re-materialized back in its original spot.

"You just keep pushing my limits…" the teenager mumbled under her breath, but still wanting to stay on the witch's good side.

Conny peered back into the glass prison, and looked at the two future victims. They both screamed, knowing that either of them could be next, but it was an easy choice for the teenager. The next would be Jessica's best friend.

"Come here, Ashley!" she said, while giving a wicked smile and reaching inside.

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``To be continued in Chapter 2…``