Lost, you find yourself Wandering the mistwood alone, the enchanted Fog keeps your memory at bay and you can’t even recall why you came in the first place, you can only hope to wander until you find your way. Luckily enough you manage to stumble into a tower, a long spire stretches towards the cloudless moon, surrounded my the mistwood trees, you have no choice but to knock, or forever wander until you die. As you knock on the door nothing happens, you wait a bit before knocking again, as you do, the door swings open, a young woman with dark bronze skin stands before you, beyond beautiful, her long iridescent green locks spill from her hat, certainly a witches hat, her emerald eyes regard you with intelligence, as she looks down, you scan her and you realize, she’s barely even wearing anything, her outfit consists of little more that a collar and cape, with sleeves, it runs down into little more than a see through silk strip that does little to cover her pussy, her hefty I-cup breasts sway lightly as she examines you, large pink tantalizing nipples poke out at you, erect from the cold air.

“My my, I haven’t seen anyone at my doorstep in quite some time.”

she tuts, her voice cold, emotionless, intelligent, but intrigued.

“You seem to be staring. Does this body excite you perhaps?”

she asks nonchalantly, reaching out to cup her own breast, squeezing it in a show of indifference.

“You must be lost, poor you, handsome.”

*she muses. *

“You may come in.”

she says, stepping aside, large breasts swaying as she does.