#e-witch

[nekoewen]

E-WITCH vs. SOURMAN

[leafynoir]

[daymymake]

[incorrectx-menquotes]

Nightcrawler: Peter sins... a lot.

Jean: You can’t say anything Kurt; you made friends with a stoner.

Nightcrawler: No, he was a magic man.

Jubilee: Nah man, he was a stoner.

Nightcrawler: MAGIC MAN.

[flusteredmountainman]

You are so valid and I love you

owo..... im valid?

[plussized-is-funsized]

Joanna had always been on the smaller side. Always too short, too flat, too basic for any guy to really go for her. Always a bridesmaid, never the bride. So, what was a girl to do? Turn to the dark arts and the power of internet witches, of course! It started simply, a spell to grow a foot taller, then a spell to fix her blemishes, then a minor confidence spell. With each change, the slope grew more and more slippery, and Joanna always wanted bigger results. She wanted every head turning when she walked by, every cock throbbing with desire, every man burning her body into their mind and every woman burning with jealousy.

Now, Joanna stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, admiring her nine foot figure as she traced a finger over her plump, supple lips as she took a photo of her barely contained bust. A soft smirk grew on her lips as she posted the photo to Instagram and felt the power of her latest spell take hold. Every like, save, comment, and donation to her Onyfans sent ecstasy through her veins as Joanna watched her reflection. She watched as her curves grew, as her thighs thickened, belly rounded, asscheeks swelled, and breasts fattened up.

Nothing got her wetter then seeing her body battle against the fabric of her clothes, hearing her bra groan, stitching strain and pop before everything exploded right off her body leaving her orgasming like crazy on the floor. Come on, come on, I'm s~so close! Just a little more~ Joanna thought just before a flood of white-hot bliss flooded her mind as her expensive designer apparel fell into the floor into a pile of rags.

"I... I should... definitely do a follow-up pic." Joanna panted as she grabbed her her ruined clothes. "I can only imagine... how fat my tits will get...with this nect pic!" Joanna licked her lips as she knelt beneath her phone, miming giving someone a blowjob as the flash went off an off, and she immediately uploaded the pic. Eager for her next big gaining orgasm before she goes out on the town to steal every man she could from every woman smaller than her.

[plussized-is-funsized]

5/5 spell, would recommend

I grew up thin and sporty, and all the guys liked me, I felt like a queen, and I could have any man (or woman) I wanted. Butt (pun intended) this whole "being thick with three Cs" happened. I got tossed aside for fat-assed anime dorks and needy bookworms. All the guys wanted bellies and juicy, meaty asscheeks, and I kept getting dumped or ghosted.

They were all I could think about, all I dreamt about; every time I closed my eyes, all I saw were cellulite-rich asscheeks, thick thighs, and bouncing, rippling bellies smothering my boyfriends until they came over and over again.

Nothing I did worked, so I turned to magic! A simple auto triggered growth spell. Whenever I thought of a thiccc slut who was fatter than me, I'd grow! And boy, did I know some fat-assed bitches. Now, I'm back on top, wrapping everyone around my finger (or burying them under my ass!) and I've reclaimed my place as queen bee! Though I do miss the orgasmic bliss of growing, letting my envy decide on how fat and huge I should become!

[daymymake]

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