Switched Witch

by Tigeras

DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF UNDER 18!

If ever there was a "World's Worst Witch", it'd have to be poor little Witch Hazel. Yes, Hazel was her real name and she was a witch, but very poorly at being such. Hazel's room was always in disarray. She could never remember which container had her charred dragon's tongue in it and which was her exotic ever-dark mushroom elixir. Poor Hazel couldn't really tell as her eyesight wasn't what it used to be.

One thing Hazel did have in her favor, however, was that the townsfolk knew she was harmless. Unlike other witches who charged great fees for spells and hexes, since Hazel's spells rarely worked at all, she didn't charge much. Though liked, Hazel lived in a tiny cottage at the edge of a small woodland city, with only her cat Obediah as her companion. Obe, as she called him, was barely older than a kitten and sometimes ran amok in her small shop.

One fateful day, Hazel was visited by a weeping lass. She sat her visitor down and talked to find out more. Hazel found out the lass's name was Jennifer and that she was having boyfriend trouble. Jennifer was really very flat chested. She wanted to be a little bigger so her boyfriend would notice her too. Hazel's mind blazed into a daydream of love and flowers and butterflies. That is, until Jennifer let out a little cough. Hazel smiled, "Of course my dear! I'll make a special potion for you to take and your boyfriend will notice you. No charge either! It's for love."

Jennifer thanked Hazel and said she'd return in a couple hours. Hazel looked through a spell book and found a potion to increase a woman's chest size by a couple of cups. "That should be plenty big enough!",Hazel thought. She gathered the ingredients and began to mix them into her cauldron. What Hazel didn't notice was Obediah had wandered into the room and spotted a mouse. He silently hissed at the mouse and gave chase and knocked the book over. Another book was underneath it, and Hazel never noticed.

Hazel gave Jennifer the potion and said to take it with a large glass of milk just after dinner. Jennifer hugged Hazel and snatched the potion, making a dash for home. Hours passed and just after nightfall, crying was heard along with heavy footfalls on the road. A knock came to Hazel's door. Hazel opened it and stood gasping in awe. There was Jennifer, bigger alright. Each of her breasts was as large as an over-inflated beach ball and jiggling and growing larger in front of her eyes!

"What did you do to me?!",Jennifer cried. Hazel was confused. She picked up the book she was casting the spell from and handed it to Jennifer. "This spell?! This is to increase a farmer's dairy cow's milk output by 500 percent! You gave this to me?! Why?!" Hazel was indeed mortified. "But, the spell I was casting was to make a woman's breast grow only a couple cup sizes! I don't understand." Hazel began to move forward and tripped over a stack of papers. She looked forward to see her closed, fallen spell book. "Oh my!", she said once learning of her error. "Is there anything you can do?" "I'm sorry my dear, I can't undo it as I'm not sure at what point I switched the two spells at. No other witch can undo what another has done either." "So what am I to do?!",Jennifer bawled. "Listen, if you express the milk out of your breasts, they should shrink down.", Hazel stated as if she had any clue as to what she was talking about. Jennifer nodded and went home, and filled 4 buckets with milk. She awoke to smaller to her, but the biggest breasts in the town. She was happy with her new 48 HHH breasts. That is, until she had lunch. As soon as she finished, her boyfriend was talking to her and she felt very uncomfortable. She glanced down in horror as her breasts began to balloon up again. Bigger and bigger until her top exploded from the pressure. Once more, she was to the size of over-inflated beach balls. Her boyfriend stared and Jennifer ran off as quickly as her breasts would allow. He followed her home. "Jennifer, please listen. Your breasts are amazing! I've never seen anything like it." Jennifer sniffled from the other side of the door, "You really think so?" "Sure!", he chirped.

The next day, a knock came to Hazel's door. It was Jennifer. "I grew again! I milked myself and shrank..but after lunch.. I..." Hazel's mind was sharp, but faulty, "I understand. Like a cow, a large portion of your food intake is made into milk. You'll have to be expressing milk from yourself everyday.. Maybe for the rest of your life. Oh, I'm sooooo sorry!" Jennifer just grinned and brought out her boyfriend from underneath her immense breasts, "Oh, that's ok. I'll have helping hands for quite a long time! I hope you need a lifetime supply of milk!"

Hazel and Jennifer giggled. Jennifer's beau rolled his eyes with a very large grin on his face. Yet, amidst all of this, Obediah laid on his stomach, his tail lazily twitching, and a single wink from his right eye. Was it an accident? Or just a hungry cat?