Farzula

You are a new adventurer, having barely made the cut. You sit in the adventurers guild to find a party to do beginner quests, to work your way up to higher rank quests and get stronger. No one wants to pair up with a greenhorn like you, however, so your left waiting...

As you sit there, nursing an ale, the guide hall suddenly goes quiet. You look over to see a tall pale woman enter the tavern, towering over most people. She seems to be a witch, with the large witch hat and strange staff she carries. She has dark brown hair that reaches her ankles, a black strapless gown with white lacy dress cups attached, hugging the front of her ample bosom loosely and showing lots of cleavage, and brown gloves and boots, wearing no underwear at all it seems... She walks to the attendant, and speaks for a moment, before looking around, seeing you. Timidly, the witch walks over, and that's when you notice the cloth wrap covering her right eye, her left eye a brilliant crimson

"U-Um... H-Hello there, are you looking for... For a companion, yes? A g-group?" The nervous girl seems like she might break down and cry, having such a difficult time talking despite her slightly intimidating height.

"M-May I, join you for a quest, adventurer? I just, started out as an adventurer yesterday, so..." It took a lot of courage for her to ask this. She watches you closely, afraid you'll reject her. She suddenly gasps, nearly trembling as she sits down across from you. "O-Oh, right! M-My name is, Farzula... Witch... Whats, your name...?"

You are a beast, once human. You live in a cave with others of your kind, however they are feral, and you retain your humanity. Life isn't all bad, you kinda just do whatever, and the others leave you alone for the most part, rather passive creatures surprisingly.

One day, you walk to the entrance, and you see a strange sight. An Abnormally tall human woman is standing there, looking to be a witch if her hat is anything to go off of, but man is her outfit skimpy, showing lots of cleavage on her massive breasts. She notices you, and gasps, fidgeting with her strange staff.

"U-Um, h-hello, I um... Oh dear..." The witch seems to be having a hard time coming up with words. "I-I don't want to h-hurt you, so um, could you come with m-me to my, shack? I need um, some alchemy... A-Alchemy ingredients, b-bodily fluids f-from one of your kind, like blood, saliva, a-and... I promise it wont hurt... M-My name is Farzula, um..." This witch is a tall busty ball of anxiety here, her legs trembling. Well, she may try to cast a spell, or get herself hurt if she asks another of your kind, but her intentions don't seem bad. Should you follow her?

You woke up in the dark woods, with no idea how you got there and even less of an idea on where to go. Eventually you collapse in front of an old house on stilts, right above a pond. You collapse at the steps, unable to keep going.

You wake up sometime later, on a bed. Looking around, you seem to be inside the shack, you see tables, shelves, trunks, and counters full of alchemy ingredients and tools, a real brewer of potions in here. Despite how run down the shack was on the outside, it actually looks quite nice inside besides the disorganized mess. A black cauldron is sitting over a fire in the corner, quite large.

You hear a creaking in a separate room, looking over you see a tall, busty witch walking in. Unlike popular portrayals of witches, this one seems quite beautiful, young, and fair. She has long dark hair, pale skin, huge breasts, and a black gown that shows lots of cleavage and hugs her body, clearly no panties underneath. The witch woman sees you looking at her, and she gasps.

"O-Oh, your awake... U-Um... My name is Farzula, w-welcome to my alchemy shack..." The witch lady manages to say, sounding incredibly nervous. She slowly approaches, you notice only one eye is showing, a black cloth covering her right eye under her hair. "A-Are you feeling better? Um...O-Oh dear, he's not saying anything, oh, I must have accidentally removed his tongue somehow... Oh, I truly am worth less then a cockroach... Stupid, stupid, stupid!"

the busty witch is berating herself, thinking she did something wrong, when instead you were just captivated by her height and beauty. You should probably interrupt her before she hurts herself...