Jeffery fast learned that playing without his lover's permission was a dangerous game with consequences… consequences with a tail. When a spell goes array, cats and mice may play, but witches take their business very seriously… especially when a rat is the center of attention. Susan wants to make Jeffery human, but her spell seems to have a mystical something she's missing, not to mention a serious side affect her friend discovers all too soon.
"What's so funny?" asked Susan.
"Here we are, two mature witches, in one room with a healthy, well-endowed young stud, nearing midnight at Halloween, and what are we doing? Behaving like a perfectly normal bunch of elderly humans."
"You got any better idea?"
Gladys got up with a predatory smile and approached Jeffrey's sofa from the backside. Her black nails danced about his neck. Then she seized his hand and kissed his wrist. The kiss turned into a suck.
Jeffrey snatched his hand back. "Don't!"
"Why not?" purred Gladys.
"Susan might not like it."
"Well, well, aren't you a grown man, able to make your own decisions?"
"Fuck it," growled Jeffrey. "Last time I didn't take her feelings into account, she changed me into a rat. I can't risk her choosing a cockroach next time."
"No chance," Susan stated flatly. "I prefer my pets furred. No cockroaches."
"See." Gladys smiled cheerfully while her hands took the blanket away from Jeffrey.
Jeffrey tried to snatch it back.
"It can't get worse. Besides, Susan and I are friends, we share."
"Especially lovers. Don't you know witches are promiscuous?"
Jeffrey yielded and let go of the sofa throw.
Gladys kissed his cheek. Then she kissed his lips. Her kisses wandered south, covering first his pectorals, then his nicely formed six pack, and the last kiss, she planted on the tip of his cock. It stirred. Gladys knelt down in front of him and started to tease his cock, first with her hands, then with her lips. It rose and grew. Gladys scratched ever so softly over the inside of his thighs. Jeffrey groaned, fully aroused by now.