Clea snarled as she glared at the broom in Mistress Strange's end, the broom still dripping with the vile woman's cum.
Dr. Strange's former wife glanced down at the evil spellbook and without quite realizing it, began to intone one of the spells off that grimoire.
She opened her mouth, as if to scream, and tendrils of darkness shot towards Mistress Strange, but the witch easily parried them with her broom.
"Try again, sister dear!" Strange cackled.
Clea shrieked another spell, and a host of small green demons leaped at Strange, who quickly dispelled them.
Mistress Strange's wide mouth twisted into a wicked grin. The black magic was already getting to Clea; she was changing, though hadn't realized it yet. She was much plumper than before, especaily her breasts, now huge, giant heaving udders, and her wide ass. Clea's big bosom rose and fell as she breathed heavily and glowered with burning eyes at Strange.
"Get you, BITCH!" Clea howled.
Mistress Strange cackled and her cunt oozed; she almost orgasmed at how twisted and vile Clea was becoming. Only a matter of time, and then she'd have a new member for her coven. A fat, busty old witch! And after that... well, three is a nice amount for a small coven. 3, 5, 7, or 13 were all good numbers. Maybe three first; then they could focus on a few slaves.
"BITCH!" Clea roared as she unleashed a torren of black fire. She was so angry... and horny. All this magic was making her horny. So fucking horny. Horny mad. Mad horny. Gotta fight. Gotta fuck!
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