A village had been suffering from drought for a long time. The crops were about to die and the wells were running dry. They asked a local witch Larissa to help them in their time of need. Larissa agreed to help but she demanded that the villagers would provide her with lavish meals for a year after the job was done. The villagers agreed and Larissa conjured rain to moisten the soil and fill the wells.
Once the job was done the villagers didn’t held their end of the bargain. They thought they could ignore the demands of a lowly witch and just capture or kill her. Many men of the village suggested the former option as they had often fantasized about having sex with her due to her looks. Even without her consent. But Larissa wasn’t one to be trifled with. She wasn’t some village witch. She was a sorceress who had wanted to find a more peaceful life away from the scheming courts.
When the villagers approached her house with pitchforks and torches in their hands at night, they were greeted by Larissa’s magical missiles. As they hit the villagers they burst in flames, burning them alive. The surviving mob scattered quickly but Larissa’s revenge was far from over. She set half of the crops in fire and surrounded the village with a ring of fire.
As she approached the village chiefs house a young woman kneeled in front of her and begged her to stop. She told that the other villagers had never intended to hold their end of the bargain even though she had objected the idea. She vowed to give herself as payment if she’d spare the village. Larissa looked at the woman. She was weeping as Larissa lifted her head up and stared her in the eyes.
She wiped the tears from her face “you’re not like the others in this village. I can sense that magic courses strongly through you. I’m actually more than happy to accept your offer. I know you’re going to make a fine apprentice. Your abilities just have to be awakened. If you truly are ready to give yourself for the village, I’m going to do it right now.”
The woman nodded and Larissa started chanting the words of the awakening ritual. The woman rose to the air as Larissa continued to chant. Her breasts burst out of her ragged clothes as they expanded rival Larissa’s. Her whole body quaked with orgasmic pleasure as Larissa began to lower her back to the ground. Her legs were still shaking so much that she fell to the ground. “Why… Why do I feel so horny?”, she asked.
“A side effect of becoming a sorceress. That is where you’ll draw most of your power. Sexual energy is a very potent catalyst for spellcasting. Simply being attuned to magic increases your libido several times over a normal human. You’ll either have to use that energy for spells or make love before too much of it builds up inside you, driving you mad. Now what is your name, apprentice?”, Larissa asked.
“Lex… It’s Lex”, she said as her arousal was increasing to unbearable proportions. “I think we should return to my house as soon as possible. It seems that we need to discharge that sexual energy that’s building up in you. But that’s a good thing. It means you’re going to be a very powerful sorceress in the future”, Larissa praised her.
“But I don’t know any spells yet. You said that the only other way to get rid of would be to…” “…have sex. I know. Don’t you worry Lex. I’ll be gentle. Now come with me. We don’t have much time”, Larissa commanded. Larissa used her magically enhanced fingers to please Lex in ways she never thought possible. She was also so aroused that her orgasms were the most intense ones she had ever experienced. By the end she laid on the bed and her body was flabby like molten wax.
“Good. That should do it for today. Now rest my apprentice. Tomorrow we shall begin your training.” Larissa stood up but Lex grabbed her hand “Larissa. Thank you. The way you treated me today was better than anyone has ever done in my life.” “You’re welcome my apprentice. I know you’ll make me proud someday. Now sleep”, Larissa said as she kissed her on the forehead and tucked her in like a child.