It was sunday morning and Elvira, the old witch, was grumpy. She stepped back and forth around her house muttering to herself, thinking about how she hates that wretched girl Amy from the block. Until now, Amy has never actually done anything wrong to Elvira, the witch just simply thought she was really obnoxious. Walking around all day with those glittering clothes, constantly on the phone giggling with her friends, her long light brown hair and perfect set of C cup boobs and ass all just made her puke from cringe.
But now it was the last straw, the other day Amy was passing by Elvira's front yard and accidently stepped on one of her precious flowers. She didn't even notice what she has done and just kept walking as if nothing happened. "That filthy whore!" Elvira screamed as she remembered the incident, shaking her fist up to the ceilling. "I'll show her...She must be punished!" And then it hit her, she had the perfect idea. The witch fetched her spell book and opened it on a page with a shrinking spell. She read the latin words out loud and raised her hands up, Small sparks and lightining occured as the spell was forming between her hands and once it was ready she threw her hands forward and the spell flew outside her window and headed towards Amy's house.
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