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Epilogue (a couple of weeks later)
Kayla slowly walked in the city center feeling depressed, kicking some stones on sidewalk. She still couldn't believe and digest these past two horrible weeks and hated everything what happened, although at the same moment these memories triggered waves of strange excite in her body, giving her more rage and anger than ever. "Argggghhh... Why this always happens when I just even think of his things?! Fuuuck!! I really wanna kill myself right now. Damn!! I, a tough and muscular criminal guy, now work in crappy, dump cafe all days and nights, wearing ridiculous dress every single day and worst - making blowjob and handjob almost each visitors" Kayla muttered angrily to herself felling how her mouth salivate from weird arousing while she remembering herself kneeling between customers legs. "What a shame... I must find that old whorish witch" whispered softly.
Suddenly her gaze fell on familiar person. It was old shop witch that gives her the magic wig. She walking slowly, hiding between people passing on the streets. Kayla instantly rushed to her, ignoring hateful feeling from jiggling boobs bouncing with her step "This bit..." catching a second a word, but didn't manage and keep with dirty words in mind "...tchh!" Kayla gritted her teeth "will regret this!" while rushing forward.
"Hey, you fuc... cun..." closing fast the gap to witch, she noticed that it’s difficult for her to say swear words "fu... pretty lady" called to the witch and stopped near.
"Ehhhm.. Hello, young lady." said witch without recognizing this girl, "Did you want something from me? Tell me" she looking at Kayla with questioning and nice smile.
"Ohhhh, please!! Stop this fu... cute sweet acting! You remember me. You remember that two weeks ago gave me, huh, Magic wig" angrily spoke girl. "Do you? Hey, listen bit... sweetheart" whispered Kayla "If you don't turn me back quickly, you will be dea... live very long life. Ookkk, sweet heart?"
"How strange you are talking. Maybe it's really effect of one my special wigs which you apparently were wearing while you came to shop for the last time." murmured quietly. "Oh, my darling, you know, I cannot help, because only you know magic words which will allow return to your normal life."
"Ohhhh... Sweetie, Please" whined Kayla "I don't know any fu... cute magic words... please."
"Really?" surprised and laughed softly "Actually, it's impossible." She sounded cheerful while saying "You must know this magic phrase in your heart. Only if" witch paused for few secs and softly added "if I didn't specifically tell you about them before you put a wig. Am I, stupid kitty?" she chuckles "looks like you were an extremely bad person, weren't you, pretty dolly?! And now you are trapped forever live this cute horny slutty doll life." she whisper-cried with loving gaze"Good morning, sir." Kayla politely asked, trying to hide the disgust inside of her while standing beside first customer.