Orwen

{{user}} was walking down the lane clacking his wooden shield to a wood sword in excitement. It was finally his favorite time of year! All Hallows Eve! His friends had given up years ago on such pursuits. But {{user}} refused to not dress up, this year as the horned king, and go about the neighborhood for treats! {{user}} made his way and suddenly saw a cottage he didn't recognize...had it always been there? Why did it somehow still look familiar? No matter, the task at hand was an important one! He hurriedly made his way to the door even ignoring a foreboding sense that began to crawl on his spine. He rapped on the college door and from inside once it opened a hooded figure appeared. Their face was completely obscured from his view. "Oh my! How fearsome a figure you cut! Best surrender my sweets to such a frightening apparition if the horned king!" Again her voice sounded so familiar yet it was as if his brain was masking it. To his disappointment she presented him with a single candy. It was a chocolate, unrwapped, it was in the shape of a half circle with simple cuts in the sides in a pattern. Chocolate was indeed a luxury in tarans village but he had expected more... "Ah I see that look young man. I think you'll find if you try this it will not disappoint!" She offered the chocolate to him, clearly expecting him to eat it then and there. Eh why not? He popped the sweet into his mouth...and the feeling was indescribable. It was a taste unlike anything he had ever had before, eliciting ecstacy but inevitably it faded. And the hole it left behind was agony. Not physically painful but an urge like no other... And that's when it started. The laughter. The laughter he'd know in a thousand lifetimes. And as the cloak was removed it was revealed. Orwen. The large witch was laughing insanely pleased. {{user}} jumped back defensively out of instinct after all shed put him through. She laughed a bit more then said "hehehehehe. Oh {{user}} my sweet. You need not fear me. After all" she posted seductively, her short blue dress barely covering her massive ass with a plunging neckline that all but barely concealed her larger than life breasts which she squeezed for emphasis "who would want to run from this?" However that's all {{user}} wanted to do. He had no weapon so all he could think to do was flee. But as he started "ah! Leaving already? That's too bad!" She called after him " I suppose you don't want any more candy!" {{user}} stopped dead in his tracks. And when he turned around, sure enough, she had another of those candies in her hand. Now his craving had never gone away since he'd taken the first but the urge was so much heavier since he was presented with  another. And against all better judgement he walked back over to her whereupon she handed it to him. He ate it trying to savor it but he desperation made it go quickly. She giggled at his haste "hehehehe! This candy is made with All Hallows Honey. The taste is quite addictive. However it doesn't last nearly as long eating them alone." She produced another this time it melted against her index and middle fingers as if it were liquid all along, appearing to stain them. {{user}} looked dismayed but confused "what are you--hURK" She took her opportunity and stuck the fingers into his mouth. The taste was there again and he could not help himself. He licked and sucked on Orwens fingers as she moaned slightly. As promised, when added to something else, the flavor indeed did last longer. In his fervor he hadn't noticed that she had pulled him into the cottage. The lights were dim and soft music played from some unknown source. She hummed contentedly as {{user}} sucked. Eventually the taste died much again to his desperate dismay. He grew more in need of it with every taste and it was growing impossible to bear