Vincent was lost, he knew it but he wasn’t going to admit it to himself, at least not yet. Of course even if he did admit it, it’s not like he could do anything about it. Out here there was no signal on his mobile and his road maps were out of date. So he just kept driving on the old interstate, hoping to come across a service station or something where he could find someone to help him on his way. His prayers were answered about 5 miles down the road when bright neon lights filled his view reading out the word’s ‘The Cauldron’ and above those letters was a sexy green witch. She had a playful smile and wink and was dressed in black underwear as she stirred a cauldron. Vincent slowed down to read what this place was and saw that it was a roadside bar that offered free accommodation. Most importantly though it was open. Vincent pulled into the car park, which was at the back of the bar, to see several trucks and bikes and only a handful of actual cars. At the other end of the car park was a large shed where a crowd seemed to be gathered. A quick glance at the crowd and Vincent determined that was one he didn’t want to join. He got out of his car and stretched his legs before entering the main building. After a long trip Vincent decided he’d arrange to stay here for the night but first he needed to relax so rather than checking in he went straight up to the bar. There he saw a beautiful young woman with long jet black hair wearing black boots, a short black skirt and tank top. He was captured by her beauty instantly, and he felt compelled to walk up to her and introduce himself.

“Excuse me,” Vincent said to get her attention, she looked at him curiously with her bright green eyes as she seemed to peer through his soul. Vincent looked in front of her and saw that he was in luck, she didn’t have a drink in front of her. “I know this is cliche and you must get this a lot but can I get you a drink?” Vincent asked the woman hopingly and was anxious for her response.

“You’re right that is cliche,” she said unphased by the question, seemingly brushing him off. “And I do get it a lot but I’m always willing to take a shot.” She gestured him to take a seat next to her as the bartender grabbed an empty bottle.

“All set,” the female bartender said with a smile.

Vincent was confused about the empty bottle and was about to speak up when the woman he offered the drink to subtly pointed towards him and began to rotate her finger and pointed at the empty bottle. Vincent then felt strange as he felt like he was no longer solid. He tried to say something but the only sound he made was a gurgling noise. He looked at his hands as they became translucent and took on a brown hue and streams of liquid began to float from his fingers over to the empty bottle. Once they found the base of their target the stream began to speed up as Vincent was sucked into the bottle in the blink of an eye. He was now confined in the glass in a liquid form.

Vincent tried to move, tried to scream but he couldn’t move. Though while he couldn’t move the experience itself was rather pleasurable. He felt like he was floating on water and was able to look in every direction but the only direction worth looking at the moment was up. The bartender lifted up the bottle, causing Vincent to sway from side to side as if he was in a wave pool and she was about to pour him into into a glass before the woman signalled for her to stop.

“I’m currently clocked on Cassidy, so I can’t have him now.” The woman said to the bartender. “Just put him behind the bar and I’ll grab him later.”

“You’re the boss, Raven.” Cassidy said as she put Vincent’s bottle beneath the bar giving him a clear look up her short skirt. “Hey!” she said picking up the bottle and holding it up to her face. “I catch you looking up my skirt again and I’ll pour you down the toilet!” Vincent ‘froze’ he didn’t mean to look, it was just a new angle she was just there but he didn’t expect her to know which direction he was looking at. She placed him in the same spot though this time he tried to ‘look’ elsewhere. “That’s better.”

“Here,” Raven said as she threw Vincent’s clothes over Cassidy, put them somewhere and then get as much out of his card as you can without making it look too suspicious, maybe a few hundred on the slots, the costs of a meal and a few drinks will do and of course a tip for yourself. I’m going to find his car and get rid of it.” Raven said with Vincent’s car keys in her hand. Vincent's heart sank, Cassidy and Raven had no intention of restoring him and were now getting rid of the evidence he was ever here. What made it worse is he was either going to be drunk by the end of the night or flushed down the toilet.

Raven headed outside to find someone to help her dispose of Vincent’s car when a trucker she had never seen before entered the bar and slapped her on the ass as she walked by. Raven stopped instantly and turned to face the trucker. “Did you like that baby?” He laughed.

Raven gave him a smirk. “You know the last guy that touched my ass like that ended up as a pair of panties for another truck driver. But since I’m not in the mood I’ll go a little easier on you.” Raven clicked her fingers and watches as the trucker began to shrink and he bent backwards as he took on the shape of a ball, with his ass resting on top of his head. He then became hard, smooth and completely white as he finished turning into a cue ball. Raven picked up the trucker and walked over to the pool tables where two regulars were playing. She then swapped the cue ball they were using with the trucker. “He still feels as a person does, and his vision is locked to a particular spot, so he should get rather dizzy.” She then pointed to a particular spot on the ball. “Each time you hit him here, Cassidy will get you a free drink.” Raven smirked as she walked off, grabbing the keys to his truck.

Raven then walked out to the back shed and into the crowd where she found who she was looking for hanging outside. “Hey Tony, I need you to make a car and truck disappear.” She said to one of the bikers.

“Someone’s been busy, so what’d they do?” Tony asked as he put his cigarette out.

“The first guy, offered me a drink so I took him up on that offer. The Trucker, slapped my ass. Might I recommend playing some pool later.” Raven said with a smirk as she handed the keys over to him. “Thanks Tony.” Raven then headed back inside and up to the bar. She then continued her shift without much incident before she had finished up for the night..

“Well I guess I should take Vincent up on that offer now,” she said to Cassidy as she took a seat at the bar.

Cassidy reached down and picked up the bottle and a couple of glasses. She then poured some of the bottle’s contents into one of the shot glasses. Vincent felt the separation as a part of him left the bottle and he felt emptier inside as he lost a chunk of himself.

He watched as Raven picked up the glass, lifted her head up and swallowed the contents within no time at all. Cassidy grabbed the bottle again and poured even more of Vincent into the the glass. Once again Raven to the shoot and a few more after that, until she was satisfied. By this point she had consumed a quarter of Vincent, who now felt extremely empty.

“So how was he?” Cassidy asked Raven Curiously.

“Put him with the general stock, he was hardly worth the buzz.” Raven instructed her as she left the bar.