In this sexually charged journey, three New Jersey girls attempt to locate the Erotic Witch who overcomes her victims with feelings of intense arousal. Darian is first to succumb, awakened in the middle of the night, filled with the overwhelming desire to paw the no-no zones of a tent mate. The flick sorta forgets the Blair Witch, ahem, plot line and instead descends into voyeurism as each girl wanders away from the group, shimmies out of her Daisy Dukes and indulges in some breathy self-gratification. One guy in a gorilla suit. Advanced lesbian tongue rasslin.
Rednecks agree to answer questions, but only if the girls expose their breasts.
Hillbilly accidently reveals he was in the woods diddling his sister when he saw the witch. All of the freakazoid interviews are funny. Orgasmic woman's breathy moans and sighs, also a haunted-house type ghostly groan that makes the girls randy. Midgets are funny and Pauly needs beating. Lingerie, vibrating sexual devices and an inflatable companion.