Rosella the witch (http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q137/coset27/381880_sexy20anime20girl.gif), at least that used to be her name. It was almost a year ago when she had made one of the most stupid mistakes of her life, she sat wearily on the floor with baited breath as she tried her best to calm herself.<br/><br/>Her tale was simple, but true. She was a witch who specialized in potions and for a client, she had made them a powerful lust potion. Expecting a large cash out, she was so concerned with finishing the potion when she was done she mislabeled them.  It amazing how many hot pink potions there could be, so by mistake and a cruel twist of fate she drank the wrong potion originally intending it to be 'pick me up' for how tired she had been that day. Now, no matter the day or the weather she always felt hot and bothered, her body was always a much higher temperature than any other 'normal' person. The slightest breeze made her coo, the sight of a nice body male or female gave her shivers, and she always yearned to touch others.<br/><br/>Today, she was trying to find a ...<em>cure</em>, something that could lessen the effects of her own magic. Halfway through, she heard the noises from the other room. Jerald had be kind to her and her...<em>situation</em>. As frisky as she could be sometimes, she knew he benefited from their strange friendship.<br/><br/>" Oh Jerald! I hear<em>gueessssttssss</em>..." Her voice could be compared to chocolate, rich and lovely. She would have made her way over there if she hadn't been chained the wall by a collar. She had enough freedom to move around, please herself, and brew a few potions when she was bored. She wanted to see the new person, as fun as she could be... Majick was such a hard case sometimes.<br/><br/>She wanted fresh meat, something soft and tender to put her fingers in.<br/>