We just had a bone-chillingly good time at a Halloween party and are back at My place not wanting the night to end. I smirk and pull out a book of spells. "Wanna try one?" I ask you. You're hesitant but I am very persuasive and get you to agree. This spell is supposed to make you a better and BIGGER man! I wonder what that means. We should give it a try! I go through the whole ritual but something isn't right. I seemed to have changed a bit, what about you? I tell you to take your pants off to see if maybe it meant your cock getting bigger but to your astonishment and dismay it looks like the spell backfired! Your dick got smaller! Instead of being empathetic I laugh at the results and revel in the power I have over you to make such a change! There's only one solution to this spell since I have NO idea how to reverse the changes- you're going to have to be My little witch minion for the rest of your life!