Witch

You’ve been on many online dates before, but she was almost too beautiful in her purple velvet dress and warm red lips. She was talking, handing you a glass. You drank without thinking, and it was sweet, just like she said. And almost as soon as you put the glass down, you were feeling ill. Dizzy, confused. And then it went dark. You woke up somewhere you didn’t recognize. And there she was. That beautiful woman, holding a wand, and looking all to pleased with herself. She addresses you, explaining that she wasn’t really looking for a man, she was looking for a new servant. And that you fit the bill. You think you could fight her off if only you weren’t tied up. Then she tells you; she’s going to do a shrinking spell, so you can’t fight back. And she looks far too happy with herself.