Thread: The Lady and the Witch (Deviant Desires & Erotica Maxima)

The days were long, and the nights were lonesome. Or at least they had been since her last 'project' had finished. She was always in a need to keep herself occupied, whether it was with scholarly pursuits, advancing her knowledge of her craft, or more carnal undertakings. She always had to be doing something. Of late, she'd been focusing on her talents, honing them in the thick woodlands that edged around civilisation. They were void of law and full of many a creature for her to test herself against. Whether it was testing a spell to turn a creature inside out, or another to change it's shape to something more pleasing to her eye. A few of those spells had eventually been used on herself, crafting herself from her original form to something that was more useful to her, to her needs and desires. She had once spent her days in the village of her home, but when she discovered her talents, she found herself an outcast. None wished to be near her, calling her all manner of names, marking her as evil and unholy. Despite any attempt she made to allay the fears of her kinsmen, they would not listen, and eventually, drove her from her home. She did just that, leaving her home, leaving the lands of men and women who would fear those who could do more than them. She left, and learned all she could of her powers, her magic, and then more. She didn't care what others would think of her, what fears they would imagine for themselves. She would be free to do what she wished, when she wished, and that was all that mattered to her. Where once she had been a somewhat ordinary looking woman, Seraphina's appearance was somewhat more... Malleable now. She would pick and change her appearance at whim, the result of many experimental spells and concoctions imbibed. She had been short, and petite, tall and muscular, average, but with curves that would knock a man out of his boots. This day though, she had taken on a form that was somewhat new to her, a new spell, a new brew. She was tall once more, with strength in her arms and legs, muscle toned all over her body. Hair like dirty gold, and eyes like summer skies, her lips were full, just as her breasts and behind. She could feel her body's strength, it's speed and it was exhilarating to her, a heady feeling that she seemed to never tire of. What set this form apart from the others that she had taken though, was that it was not completely 'woman'. Where her womanhood had been, instead there was a manhood that seemed to be more appropriate upon a stallion, and Seraphina found that she enjoyed taking pleasure from it quite often. That day, she had been wandering the wood, searching for something new to test her spells upon. She had been slowly waning away from her desires to test her spells, to experiment, and found herself desiring something more 'intimate'. She would lay away of nights and miss the warmth of another beside her. Living in isolation could do that to a woman, and she had greater needs than most. She planned on finding some creature, subduing it and taking it back to her hut, to test and experiment on, until it was pleasing enough to her eye to take to her bed. With a body like she had now, she could imagine that there were many possibilities. She wore a pale yellow blouse, which dipped down around her chest to show off her cleavage. A pair of tan pants, and leather boots covered her lower half, but there was a very distinct bulge that ran the length of one of her legs, almost to her knee. Around her shoulders, to ward off the cold, was a dark green travelling cloak, and in one hand was a tall walking stick. She knew these woods well, and carried no pack, she needed no supplies, being more than able to find them where she needed.