“You seem a little lost, in more ways than one.”The young witch spins around to where the voice came from. Sitting perched on a large rock is a go...at, chewing on some grass. He looks much like her; human-looking but in a goat form. “Um ... I didn’t expect to find anyone in a situation like me.”“A situation like you?” the goat repeats. “What kind of situation are you in?”“Well duh, I screwed up a spell that merged me with my cat and this is what I got,” Penelope quickly explains, displaying her. He must of forgotten to tell me something. I sit up and cheekily spread my legs a little to expose myself. I've never been a real flirt, and thought women exposing themselves to men was degrading but I was so horny from thinking of him I will let myself have some fun just once. With Bas nearing I look down at to see my pussy lips faintly showing through the bikini bottom with a small wet spot. Excited and panicking at the idea, I became even wetter. “What’s up Bas?” I ask, barely hiding the. “Oh fuck, I’m going to…” Cilla froze and lifted herself up a few inches. “Do you know what Bobby calls me?” “Please!” I whimpered, trying to hump my needy pussy against hers and failing. “Don’t stop! What does she call you?” She resumed the tribbing, and after only a few seconds, the fire inside my pussy exploded into that delicious, delirious, all-consuming ball of orgasmic pleasure, surging all through my body. “Yeeeesssss!” I cried out and arched my back, and the fire turned into a wonderful. ‘Are you still sure about this,’ I asked. ‘It is not too late to say no.’ ‘Yes, I am sure. I love you, and I want to make you happy.’ She had not hesitated. And she had said she loved me. I simply melted, threw my arms around her neck, and kissed her. She responded with a passion and ferocity that surprised me, even after all we had experienced together. Our mouths locked together. Our tongues explored. I could feel my heart racing and my groin getting wet. I took the scarf. A complex chain of.