"Why?" Is all the mind can ask, as before retiring the previous evening, you can recall having watched on TV a rather erotic movie about a witch who loved men, and when she tired of them, she would transform them into dildos, for her to use and loan out to friends.
Those she changed into dildos varied by sizes and each shaped with contours of big manly cock, or an animalistic dildo; usually similar to dogs, ponies, or some bovine she held some personal delight from having known carnally.
You watched with great intense imagining, remembering the evil spell the lusty witch cast what caused her lover to lose his humanity. You reveled at the noted fact that those she changed, knew their fate, remembered their past, and could feel what it was they were slid down inside.
The erotic ideals of becoming a dildo thrilled your tired mind. Foolishly you said repeatedly the curse as the witch said it, tending to appreciate the lucky fellow she made to look and feel as though he were the cock of a ...
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