.thing in her mouth, she arched her back and strained against the hands, claws and tentacles holding her. The pain was awful, a hundred times worse th...an the pain that ravaged her cunt as the other tentacle kept raping it, its ooze burning her insides.But even worse than the physical pain was the emotional torment this new intrusion inflicted upon her...as if the rape had not been bad enough, especially seeing her beloved Willow so abused, this brought back all the memories she'd tried so hard. “I apologize,” she said. “I must have used too much; you were out for four hours.” “Too much what?” “Amazing stuff really. Concocted by a close friend of mine. It comes in two parts. Each part harmless by itself but when mixed together it attacks the central nervous system.” “Two parts?” he managed. “What the hell is going on?” “Good, you’re coming out of it.” “Out of what?” “I slipped you a mickey,” she confessed flatly. “Why did you do that? What kind of call girl are you?” “The really. . Even her throbbing cock didn’t interest her. She couldn’t think about jerking at a time like this. She tried to call Nadia again, the answering machine recorded her message for maybe the 30th time today.“Nadia, I’m so sorry, please pick-up, call me, just let me know you’re ok. I’m a horrible person, I’m just so sorry, please, I beg you, call me back. I can’t keep living with this feeling, I want to die...” After a few moments of silence, she hung up the phone and slept some more.The ringing. As her pale, blotchy, and wrinkled old skin became visible the young pumpkin pulled away from her abruptly."Ere you!!" he spluttered in disgust.The old witch had however recovered from her shock at being treated like this, and now felt a sense of outrage at the destruction of her treasured old garment."Ere YOU!" she roared out; summoning up her power and loving the feel as it crackled through her blood.The pumpkin's hair stood on end as he fell further away from her. His eyes bulged in terror.