Two sisters, Hanna and Gretel, were walking alone one day, together in the woods. They had run away from home, and Hanna, the older and more dominant of the two, had decided to lead her sister into the forest.
As the afternoon wore on, they made their way deeper and deeper along the winding trail, until neither girl could recognize their surroundings.
"I... I don't know if this was such a good idea, Sis..." Gretel stammered as she peered uneasily into the thick nest of trees that surrounded them. "It'll be dark soon. Where will we take shelter? Maybe we should go back."
Hanna whirled around angrily in response. "Go back?!? We left because our father wanted us out!! He was so desperate to rid himself of two extra mouths he was prepared to marry us off to any man that would take us!! But if you're so desperate to have some brute bust your cherry, by all means, go!"
She spun away again, and gave a start, then smiled. "I, for one, will be staying there tonight!" Hanna pointed to a small cottage she'd just spotted at the end of the trail they'd been following. She gave a triumphant laugh and headed toward it. Her nervous sister hesitated, but then quickly followed.
Both sisters looked very much alike, with long, curly blonde hair flowing past their shoulders. They were surprisingly beautiful compared to other girls in their village, but neither had taken to any of their suitors, and that had infuriated, and finally brought down the wrath of their gruff, penny pinching father. He was sick of feeding and sheltering them himself, and wanted nothing more than to see them both wed as soon as possible.
When they got closer to the cottage, they could see it was built out of rather unusual materials. "What is that?" Hanna wondered aloud. She reached out, breaking a piece off of one of the window panes easily, and brought it to her nose.
"It smells... sweet!" She took a bite, and giggled with excitement. "Gingerbread!" She offered some to Gretel.
The younger blonde hesitated, but she hadn't eaten for hours, and her stomach growled in complaint. She took a morsel and nibbled it tentatively. "It... it's delicious!" she cried.
The hunger in her stomach was suddenly becoming more insistent. They had been walking all day, with barely anything to eat at all. Both sisters quickly turned back to the cottage and began to break off larger chunks, gobbling them up hungrily.
"Excuse me."
The sisters whirled around when they heard the stranger's voice. She was a lovely looking woman, a decade or so older than either of them. She wore a form fitting black gown that ended just below the knees. She also looked quite angry.
"I don't mean to intrude, but... that's my house you're eating!"
Gretel dropped the piece of siding she had clutched in her hands and Hanna blushed a deep crimson. "We're sorry, Miss!" the older of the two pleaded. "But we've been walking for hours, and we're both so hungry! We didn't mean any harm!"
Gretel nodded vigorously, cowering silently behind her sister.
The strange woman's glare seemed to soften, and she gave a heavy sigh. "Well, if you're so hungry, then come inside. I have food enough for both of you, and better you eat that than the roof over my head!"
Inside, the woman offered them each a piece of cake. "This is my own recipe. I hope you'll enjoy it." she said.
Both sisters accepted the offered pastry gladly, and began to eat. It was just as delicious as the gingerbread outside. After a few bites, however, both began to grow sleepy, and their exhaustion quickly overwhelmed them.
"Wha... what's hap... happening?" Hanna managed to stammer, before both of them collapsed unconscious to the floor.
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When next they woke, the sisters were in a different room. It was cold and dark, and the walls seemed to be made of stone in place of sugary treats. What's more, the girls were both naked, and shackled to the wall, a few feet apart from each other.
"Hanna?" Gretel whimpered, her eyes widening with fright. "What's happening???"
Before her sister could answer, the strange woman entered the room. Hanna glared up at her. "You put some kind of spell on us... Your... your a witch!" she spat.
The woman gave a nasty grin. "That's true, I won't deny it. But the two of you are thieves and vandals! I ask you, which is worse?"
To that, Hanna said nothing, but Gretel began to sob.
"Oh, there there, Child." the witch soothed, crouching next to the younger blonde. "I've brought another treat for you." From nowhere, she produced a small cupcake, and held it out to the girl.
"Don't take it!" Hanna yelled. "Don't take anything from that witch!"
Gretel sniffed back her tears, and her eyes locked onto the small treat in the woman's palm. She didn't know why, but she couldn't seem to resist taking it in her hand. Hanna's protests grew louder, but her little sister was deaf to them, and she took a generous bite.
No sooner had she swallowed, then she began to feel strange inside. She dropped what was left of the cupcake, and her hands flew between her legs.
"What's happening?!?" Hanna cried with concern. "What have you done to her?!?"
The witch only laughed, and took a step back to watch. Gretel was gasping for breath, her hands holding tightly to her little mound. She gave a grunt, and when her hands fell away, Hanna gave a horrified gasp.
A long, fat cock had sprouted from the top of Gretel's cute little pussy. It was fully erect, it's shaft covered in thick blue veins, and it's bulbous head swollen and purple. No sooner had Gretel moved her hands away than she put them back, gripping the heavy cock and stroking it desperately. It was so big, her fingers couldn't even wrap fully around it.
Gretel groaned, unable to control herself. She masturbated vigorously, not caring that the witch and her sister were watching.
The witch seemed satisfied with her creation. She stepped forward, producing a key and unlocking Gretel's chains. "Now, my dear," she said. "That cock of your's needs a nice tight pussy to fuck, and I know just the one."
They both turned to look at Hanna, and Gretel chewed at her bottom lip.
"No! Sis, please!" Hanna cried. She tried to crawl away, but her chains kept her from getting very far.
A slave to her urges, Gretel moved to her sister, grabbing her hard by the hips. Hanna felt the cock head graze her opening from behind, and gave a terrified shiver. She struggled as best she could, but Gretel's grip was firm, and soon her fat member was pressing hard into the older girl's snatch.
Hanna gasped as she was gradually filled. Despite her horror at being fucked by her baby sister, the feel of Gretel's warm cock had already made her wet. Her juices made the way in smoother, and soon she felt the fat head pushing against the back of her womb.
"Oh, Hanna..." Gretel moaned. She began to stroke her older sister's hips. "You feel so... so warm inside!"
She pulled back slightly, and slammed in again, harder and faster this time. Hanna grunted with discomfort, but she deny that she had liked it. A small amount of blood was beginning to leak down the inside of her thigh, but despite that, she'd felt barely any pain.
If anything, it felt right to have Gretel's massive cock inside her, and she found herself wriggling desperately, eager to feel the younger girl's thrust again.
"P-p-please... Sis... F-f-f-fuck me! I... I need it!" she stammered, embarrassed, but unable to deny her arousal any longer.
Her begging made Gretel moan again, and she began to work her cock in and out of her big sister's dripping folds. Hanna threw her head back and cried out with pleasure. Her shackles clattered around her ankles as she pumped her hips back wantonly into Gretel's powerful thrusts.
The older blonde had closed her eyes as she enjoyed her sister's pounding, but at the sound of the witch's laughter she slowly pried them open.
The older woman stood in front of her with her hands on her hips. She'd stripped out of her dress as well, and stood naked in front of her prisoners. Between her legs swung an enormous, rigid cock, even larger than her sister, Gretel's.
"Like what you see, Thief?" she asked, with more than a hint of cruelty in her voice. She grabbed Hanna by the hair and sank to her knees, plunging her swollen cock into the frightened girl's gaping mouth.
Hanna whimpered weakly in protest, but soon gave in to the witch's dominance, sucking desperately on her impressive shaft. The fat head of the woman's cock stabbed into the back of her throat, but she took it all in as best she could, gagging on every thrust and coating the length of it in a thick layer of saliva.
Gretel, meanwhile, seemed oblivious to the invasion of her sister's throat. Her eyes were focused instead on her own cock where it disappeared again and again up Hanna's cunt. Every thrust gave it a new sheen of glistening pussy cream, and the older girl's cunt felt like warm, smooth velvet.
The young blonde gripped her sister's ass, squeezing the flesh tightly as she fucked her without mercy. The skin rippled along Hanna's butt cheeks as she slammed back into Gretel's hips over and over again.
Hanna's pussy was on fire as Gretel's fat cock tore her open. She let out muffled whimpers around the witch's pulsing girth. Being pinned between the two women as they fucked her had her on fire. Her body humped back and forth desperately, and sweat dripped from her glistening flesh.
