"I don't know dad, I just feel like something is off with her, that's all." It sounded ridiculous in my head and even more so aloud. Dad of course chuckled and shook his head as he packed his suitcase. "You really think Zee has it out for you? She's been your stepmother for nearly four years. You're twenty, aren't you? Act like it." He put a knee on the lid and fastened the luggage before turning to hug me. "If she was up to something diabolical, I'm sure she would have hatched her plan by now. Take care of the house and your evil stepmother, I'll be back in two weeks." I listened as he went down the stairs and spoke with her. With Zelda. She insisted I call her Zee when she first came into our lives, to seem cool I guess. And honestly, things had been cool, until about three months ago.

Dad routinely took long trips as part of his job, and Zee and I had spent many weeks alone without incident. She was a loving woman, funny, bawdy, down to earth, and she was noticeably short at only four feet, ten inches. She was easier to get along with than my own mother. But during the summer, things were just weird, and there were strange smells and sounds coming from her locked bedroom while dad was away. She started to look tired, she snapped at me a few times too, we ordered out constantly and ate alone until dad got back. And everytime he left, it resumed. At first I was worried about her, but the devilish smiles she would give me as she passed my room told me I should probably worry about myself.

As evening came and dad was long gone, she rapped on my door jamb cheerfully. I looked up from my game and noticed she was dressed nicely, like she was going out to the bar or something. I took off the headset and raised an eyebrow expecting her to ask what pizza place we were going to call tonight, but she just grinned and said "Dinner, get it while it's hot!" and off she bobbed down the hallway. I lurched up, stretching my long legs and enjoying the smell from the dining room. As I came in she gestured to the table with it's sultry scents and seated herself. I thought to myself, "What's the occasion? Did she straighten her hair? Makeup too? Who is she trying to impress?" The meal was delicious and her company was delightful. We laughed as we feasted on roast beef, potatoes, spinach, salad, and she brought me out a small little chocolate cake for dessert. When she deposited it in my lap, her hand lingered on my shoulder and she gave me a little squeeze followed by a very suggestive, "Mmmmmmhmmmmm. It's just for you", and she turned putting her chest near my face, "well dig in kiddo, let me know if you want some milk with it," and she jiggled her ample bosom with a smirk.

Just like everything on the table, the cake was delicious, but the leering and flirting was a little strange. I made to get up and help with the dishes and she took my head in her hands and said "You are such a sweet boy." And pecked me hard on the mouth. She had NEVER kissed me on the mouth, I mean never. However, it felt fine. Not weird, at least for the moment. We did the dishes together, splashing each other playfully at times and then she excused herself to go to bed early. I watched her walk down the hall and take off her shirt before entering her bedroom, probably just because it was wet. Or because she wanted me to look at her. Either way, I was content, and things seemes fine. As I went to sleep that night, much later due to gaming for three or four hours, I swore I heard a voice chanting or something like it. When I woke up the next morning though, something had changed and it was a big change. A welcome change even. My stepmother was clearly a witch, and for whatever reason was helping my cock grow! Fucking awesome!

Thanks for reading ladies. In the spirit of tbe season, why not shake things up and throw some sorcery into the mix? If you would like to engage in some practical magic and help your adult stepson grow an enormous cock for ultimately ulterior motives, you've come to the right place. At first it will definitely seem like this is just for his advantage, but in reality your reasons are your own. Do you need a certain sized cock for your rituals? Need a huge cocked stepson to impregnate you or someone else for a dark purpose? Maybe you need a cauldron full of fresh semen to perfect your elixirs, up to you.So, if it sounds fun, please respond with any kinks you would also like to include. If you want a pic ref of Zee, I have one ready. Only limits are age, beast, and bathroom stuff. Hope to hear from you perverts!