Sexy witch meets pixie
By Devilina Huntress, subscribe to my group: https://t.me/devilinah
A creative, lustful, immoral witch meets a male pixie.
Update: 23/05/2023 to 1misc42


Lina walked through the forest, gathering herbs. She wore leather boots and
dark stockings on her slim, graceful legs. Her short orange skirt was
contrasting with a gray turtleneck, and her head was crowned by a black hat
with a pointy top. She wanted to be careless tonight, and the black-and-orange
witch-look seemed to be just right.
She stopped near the next orchid and cut it with a pair of silver scissors when
something the size of a little bird bumped into her.
- Ouch!
It was a male pixie. She knew that pixies were in fact reborn souls from Hell,
punished to live as tiny helpless creatures. He was lying in the grass, rubbing
his head after the impact. Although originating from the Abyss, this one didn't
seem so dangerous. She came closer.
- A pixie! What are you doing here, little one? This forest is dangerous for
your kind - the woodcutters are near.
A little man flew up to her young and pretty face and landed on her charming
pointy nose.
- Oh, the witch!..
- My name is Lina.
- Oh, the witch Lina!..
- I'm already tired of your pixie-drama. Cut to the point.
- Ahem... Okay. You are right - the woodcutters have set up a camp near the
river. It's too late for me, though, because they spotted me on the way here.
They are coming here, and I humbly ask you to save my poor soul.
Lina saw a movement in the bushes and grabbed the tiny man. She lifted him to
her eyes level.
- I'm hiding you, - she whispered, - but for this, you're gonna owe me one.
- What exactly?
She didn't answer, looking at him with her cold beautiful stare.
- Alright, alright, just hide me, please!
She nodded and shoved the man in her orange panties, pressing him firmly to her
soft and smooth skin. He protested but soon went silent, afraid of disclosure.
- Be quiet...
A couple of women in red plaid shirts came out from the bushes. They were
exceptionally beautiful, with long hair streaming down to their buttocks in
tight leather pants and breasts almost bursting out of their clothes.
- I haven't seen a woodcutter in a while! - Lina said instead of a proper
greeting.
- Hello, stranger! - the one with the rope lifted her palm, - Say, haven't you
seen one of them little ones running down this way?
- A gnome?
- Nah, a tiny, how do you call 'em...
- A pixie, then?
The man in witchs' panties squirmed at her suggestion. It was pleasing for her,
causing a nice tingling sensation in her lower belly. She was surprised and
excited at the same time.
- Aye, it's probably that. Didn't you see one?
- No. Sorry, ladies.
- Oh, such a pity... Well, godspeed!..
- Wait! Why do you hunt the pixie? Did he do something bad? Is he dangerous?
- You kidding, right? - said the one with the axe, - they are tiny, these
creatures! No, we just need them for fun.
- What kind of fun?..
They blushed immediately.
- Eh, this is... Is a secret, okay? Bye!
- I'm paying, - Lina took a gold coin out of her purse, expecting a good story
- now tell me. Please.
The one with the rope hesitated as another came up to Lina, grabbing the gold.
"They could have some valuable information regarding my new acquaintance" - the
witch thought.
- Just be quick!.. - the one with the rope went away. They were left alone with
the axewoman.
- So?
The girl was rubbing her tool nervously, excitedly.
- Okay, so, we catch them in this forest - a lot of them - and keep them inside
a big iron pot for a couple of days. Then, on the third evening, we take 'em
all out and each of us, girls, picks her pixie...
- Go on...
The girl looked back strangely. Was it lust? She licked her full red lips
alluringly and continued quietly:
- We lay down by the fire, warming up, drinking. Then we take off our clothes:
shirts, pants, boots. We put them boys in our knickers, right next to... you
know. It's hot down there, so they are tryin' to get out right away. They
scratch you and try to bite but it's not painful - quite the opposite... Some
of us cuddle each other, some choose loneliness...
Her face colored.
- You understand what I mean - witches are solitary beings... Anyway, we caress
each other and ourselves with the little ones inside, giving them hard time.
They become so desperate in hands of a creative girl...
Lina swallowed. She imagined this and felt heat rising from the bottom of her
belly. The man felt it too, realizing the malice and anticipation of his
lady-savior. He started to struggle as she tensed up her hips, holding him in
place. She even stealthily rocked her bottom to stroke herself a little against
the man - just for a taste...
- We keep 'em there for a long time while enjoying ourselves or pushing against
somebody. They wiggle from the pressure but don't break - no matter how hard we
push. It's very, you know... Satisfactorily. Some of us take more than one
pixie.
- And you?
- Me?.. - she blushed even more, - I prefer taking them one by one... I can
satisfy myself a couple of times with each pixie I take. When the current man
is exhausted, I take the next one... They are tough though. If only you knew
how much they can endure, these creatures...
The pixie in Lina's panties squirmed more and more, feeling the rising heat and
moisture from her aroused pussy. The story excited her, as he, half-submerged
into her, was rubbing against her sensitive flesh causing her random gasps and
feeble, restrained moans.
- Mhm...
- ...Then we put them back into the pot and save for the next time. That's
it... Yet there are accidents - like the one when I became possessed. The demon
controlling me unleashed his wrath upon these poor little things.
- Mhm... And w... What happened? - Lina tried to hide her excitement as hard as
she could.
- Hmm... You paid me well, so listen... It was the night of the full moon. I
had a dream, a very... erotic one, with a lot of intimate details. I woke up in
a heat. My husband was drunk and couldn't satisfy my sudden need, so I went
outside to chill out. There, in the moonlight, I have noticed this pot with
dozens of little helpless creatures. At that very moment, I became possessed.
- And... What makes you think so?
- Oh, it was an unforgettable feeling. I felt lust and desire showering over
me, as I suddenly wanted to be fearful, I wanted power over the weak
creatures... The demon inside wanted to kill.
- Mhm...
- I reluctantly approached the pot and took some tinies out of it. The demon
and I watched them puffing their chests in my hand. They are always so
confident in the beginning. Such pride in such a small being!.. They offended
me, threatened me as I watched the handful of them, and the demon was putting
thoughts of domination and violent lust in my mind. The demon ordered me to
shove one into my "hot, dripping vagina", as he said... And I obeyed; I did
this and I liked it - I am a naughty girl, I admit... The look on their faces
suddenly changed as they watched their friend disappearing into my nether
region. He screamed for help, they started to beg for mercy, and I was enjoying
the first one like I used to, keeping him there, suffocating the man slowly.
"Choose who goes in the backside!" - the demon growled in my voice. They argued
a little and betrayed the smallest, the weakest, the youngest of them all. The
demon laughed at their infamy and let me decide. I spared the chosen one
setting him free - I tried to help them, I really did, even taken over by the
demon. He was laughing as the rest of them were trembling in my palm.
- Yeah...
- I licked the first pixie and pushed him into my butt. He was resisting,
screaming - it was tight, yet I managed to thrust him in after a few seconds. I
felt sorry for him but... Humiliated, he went wild down there, making me shiver
from delight...
- Yes...
- All three of them went into my tight pussy, firmly fitting inside. It was
more than enough for me - I was constantly coming from this moment - yet the
demon was ravenous and greedy. I kicked the pot, the tinies rolled out and the
demon began stepping on their little bodies mercilessly.
- Yes...
- I pushed them, tighter and tighter to the ground... I pressed harder...
Harder... I had a pity for them, but the demon and my sinful desire were
stronger. I stopped thinking of them as living, intelligent creatures when I
was approaching another and another orgasm...
Lina wanted to touch herself desperately; she was on the edge - the tension was
unbearable. Meanwhile, the man in her panties was realizing he's been caught by
a sadistic, ruthless woman. He was scared.
- And?
- I pushed them...
- And?
- More and more of them fell beneath my soft, warm feet...
- And?!
- They start to break as I let out a long cry, through which I heard crunches
and snapping...
- And?!
- They burst! One by one, they exploded, cracking, popping... My whole body was
shaking from the thrill...
- Oh... Yes! Ah!
- I was crushing pixies, one by one, all night. Coming again and again...
- Yes!
- The demon laughed as I orgasmed. I never thought my foot would be such a
cruel weapon...
- Ah!
- They found me in the morning among the few survivors covered in my juices.
They were mangled and bruised and I was stroking my private parts gently,
wearily. I was so tired... At that moment the demon left me... Hey, you act
strange. Are you okay?
The witch was twitching and moaning softly but managed to stand still for a
while. It was a relief for the man in her panties.
- Oh... Yes, thanks. I'm a witch - duh. Of course, I'm strange.
- Well, that's it, I told you everything. Lord, you are sweating! You sure you
don't need help?
- No, I'm fine... Whew... Thank you, sister, your story... Inspired me. Here,
you have earned another coin.
- Wait, don't you blame me?
- Why? It was the demon, wasn't it? Besides, everybody knows the pixies are
reborn sinners - what's so bad about wasting a couple of rapists?
The girl smiled and accepted the gift.
Lina was sure this girl couldn't kill a magical creature, even a pixie. There
had to be some spell to destroy them back to Hell.
- ...And one last thing: was the demon repeating some kind of spell word when
the fun started?
- The fun, you mean, when they began popping?
- Yeah.
The girl scratched her head:
- I vaguely remember... It went like this...
Lina tensed her buttocks again in anticipation. There was a short squeal from
beneath - the man was trapped again between her soft, warm, suffocating labia.
- Oh, yes! I remember it now! "Fukk"...
- Fukk... - repeated Lina, rubbing against her panicking victim again, but now
he was desperately fighting for his little life.
- "Mee"...
- Mee...
He was shaking violently, constantly screaming in her scalding flesh. The
vibrations felt like never before, and she had to keep thrusting him in with
her hips to manage the ongoing orgasm.
- "Inze"...
- Inze... Oh!...
She felt his whole body finally slipping inside, succumbing to her. Now he went
mad, waving his hands, screaming, panicking, as she clenched her hot leaking
pussy with her palm. She was fighting for her pleasure. He shouldn't get out!
- "Ass"! Yes, that's it!
- Ass! Fukk-mee-inze-ass! Fukk-mee-inze-ass! - Lina screamed repeatedly,
feeling her powerful pussy gripping, crushing, squeezing, sucking the life out
of her victim as she experienced an immense orgasm - she was coming, at last.
- Fukk-mee-inze-ass! Fukk-mee-inze-ass! Fuck! Fuck! Fu-u-uck! Ah! Ah! Yes!
...Lina was breathing heavily, leaning against an old oak, miraculously still
standing straight. There was a crater around Lina. The girl was nowhere around.
The witch rubbed her belly, full of magical pixie-life energy, and stood up,
focusing on his essence. She slowly absorbed everything he was, his memories
and feelings - all of it, quenching her thirsty, dark heart. She ran through
his last agonizing moments, feeling her sexual desire waking up again. She
found out that, ironically, he was that one little pixie, spared by the
woodcutter-girl. She discovered that in his last life as a sinner he was
betrayed by his girlfriend, which is why he was turned into a pixie in the
first place. She smiled and closed her eyes, abandoning all his thoughts and
memories until his agonizing soul lost all its identity, merging with her. She
finished him.

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