Halloween night is the night when my magic is at its strongest. I can cast spells that at any other time of the year would simply fizzle in the air. And I know just the spell I want to cast this Halloween. It involves you. You know how much I hate your brain. It always gets in the way. You think when you should blindly obey; you try to lay down boundaries as though your opinion means anything to me. But, even more than your brain, I hate your cock. It has such control over you that you might as well be bowing down to it instead of me. This spell will change all that. You will be mindless, a groaning body for me to command as I wish. The only thing is, the spell itself is a little…unpleasant, and it has serious, long-lasting consequences. But I’m not worried. What’s a little pain when the end will be so sweet?