After a growl echoed through the forest, a dozen creatures emerged from the bushes nearby. The old hag understood what this meant and quickly fled the scene. Karmilla was pulled from the predicament she was in only be in another. Two trolls held her arms as they pushed her to her knees. The hideous trolls surrounded her, establishing that she can't escape. Infront of her stood a slightly taller troll, it is the same height as Karmilla's if she were on her feet.
"How can I help you... ...witch?" The troll asked her as its eyes explored her sexy body.
"I'm looking for ingredients for my potion, I was wondering if you could help." She replied, trembling. The troll leader's eyes were now fixed on her belly button. The troll tilted its head to the trolls restraining Karmilla. They let go of her and stood to the side.
Karmilla stood and looked around at the surrounding trolls. The troll now began walking around her. Making her paranoid.
"Why should we help you? After all, you witches never help us!" It said menacingly.
"What do you want?" She asked. Karmilla could feel that the troll's eyes were fixated on her half exposed butt.
"Are you ticklish, witch?" The troll asked as it stood right behind her, wrapping its left arm around her torso.
"Y-yeah..." She replied before gulping.
"I haven't exercised these fingers in a while..."
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