It was a cold January day perhaps the coldest of the year. The temperature was below 30 degrees with the harsh, arctic wind piercing people's skin like dozens of knives. At a diner, there was a certain pumpkin witch who was finishing up on her stack of flapjacks and hot coco. She was heavily dressed in a large, orange snow coat; red scarf; and yellow mittens. She did not anticipate it being that deathly cold when she arrived to the small town. Somehow it was more cold than last year likely due to a shift in the climate or some other factors.
 
To pass the time, she eyed the other customers to strike up a conversation. She saw a young woman eating some chowder. She had a red coat with large buttons. A fashionable, brown snow hat adorned her head. Her fair skin had a nice, chocolatey tone to it. Just looking at the woman was enough to have the pumpkin witch's mouth water. Pushing her flapjacks to the side (and off the table), she walked over to the woman. The scenario was already made up in her mind: she would woo the lady and then when she had to leave for the restroom, she would follow her and scarf her down in one go. She would then exit through the window before anyone could notice something was amiss.
 
She began to leave her seat when the door opened causing a gust of chilly wind to rush in. There was the appropriate groaning coming from the customers who then resumed their meals once the door was sealed.
 
The witch stared at the visitor with curiosity. It was a cute Neko wearing a white coat that complimented their white hair. Their eyes glowed a vibrant, rosy pink. Freckles decorated every part of their body only making them more of an adorable sight to behold.
 
Her mind once again went back to the appetizing woman, so she forgot about the cat person and trudged over to her prey. Approaching the woman, her nostrils were caressed by a creamy, buttery fragrance. Sniffing the air, she realized that it was originating from her straight-curled hair. Once she was done, she would have to figure out where she got that shampoo conditioner from.
 
"Excuse me," she started. The woman was still preoccupied eating her chowder.
 
The witch, slightly impatient, soldiered on. "My name is - "
 
The Neko she saw earlier swooped in without much difficulty. "Pardon me, miss."
 
The woman looked up at the cat person awed at their beauty. The Neko had an aura to it dripping with charisma. Naturally as a cat-based monster, the Neko released pheromones that enchanted the woman. Her legs were noticeably twitching from the breathtaking aroma.
 
The cat person smiled at her. "I couldn't help but notice that you are awfully beautiful."
 
The woman blushed and bashfully hid her face. "Oh you!"
 
At that rate, the Neko had the woman hook, line, and sinker. If it continued to hit off well, the cat could even score a one-night stand with her by how much the woman glared at the cat with lust. Before the witch could fathom what was happening, the cat scooped her hand and led her past the double doors into the women's restroom.
 
The witch stood there for a few moments bewildered and fidgeting in tranquil fury. How dare that mangy cat steal my food!? As with the wild, preds fight each other over potential victims and hold huge grudges when their prey is stolen from them.
 
I know I am going to give that cat a piece of my mind!
 
She marched her way to the door and hovered there. Her right hand morphed into a rage-filled fist. Before she opened the door, there was an odd sound coming from inside. Curious, she put her ear to the door to get a better listen. Behind the door, there was screaming and heavy grunting. The scream likely came from the woman the Neko had wooed earlier. Due to the charisma they displayed, that woman was most certainly getting plowed in there.
 
Should I even go in? It would be awkward now since the woman is getting fucked in there.
 
The witch's stomach growled. No. She had to do this. She had to give that Neko bastard what was coming to them. Opening the door, it turned out that it was far from being what she imagined. The woman was not being screwed at all.
 
Instead, she was being sucked down the cat's schlong.
 
The woman's legs were deeply lodged in the urethra of the cat person's member with the walls restricting her movements. Her legs created a huge bulge and descended. It was an odd sight to behold, and yet...the pumpkin witch could not look away. Seeing that massive bulge, accompanied by the serene look of the Neko who callously slipped her arms into their head. Precum drizzles down the mushroomy glans in hot, thick glops.
 
The Neko saw the witch and playfully cupped his cheek. "Oh my...a witness?"
 
The witch's cheeks blushed tomato red. "I... uh...no... No. You got it all wrong!"
 
"I do?" They looked down and saw the witch placing their hand in their pants. "Are you sure about that?"
 
She saw she was looking down at what she was doing and quickly retracted her hand. Snickering, the Neko beckoned her over. Cautious, she did as she was ordered and walked over. They took her hand and put it on the woman's head.
 
"Wh... What!! Help me!!"
 
She looked at the Neko who gave her the okay. Using her full strength, the witch tightly gripped her forehead and pushed down. "HELP ME!!!!! HE-ellpp...!"
 
Her lips were covered by the lips of their glans. She kept pushing until she was deep enough down the cat's member to not be heard anymore. She traced the bulge down to the cat's left testicle. She could feel the woman thrash around. At odd intervals, the woman's body stretched into a tight bulge.
 
"Mm... feel her movin' around in there?" the Neko asked.
 
She was so invested in watching a real-life cock swallow some woman down, she almost forgot why she came in the first place. "Well, there goes my meal."
 
"Oh, so that is what this is all about?"
 
The witch nodded. "It's not good stealing someone else's lunch."
 
"I do apologize for stealing your easy meal," they replied, "maybe we can work something out."
 
The woman's movements completely stopped as she was crushed into semen by the Neko's ball sack. With the woman nicely reduced to baby powder, the Neko got up. The thick buckets of cum sloshed around. "Hope you have room for seconds."
 
"Wha?"
 
Before she could process what was going on, the Neko shoved their 19-inch cock inside the witch's throat. The witch was startled at first, but it did not take long for her to start sucking on it. Never in her life was she made to handle that much meat. The large schlong was already six inches deep down her esophagus.
 
"Mff!"
 
The Neko held the back of her head and bucked their hips. "Take it! Take all of it!!"
 
She sucked to the rhythm of his thrusting. With how forceful they were being, her sight was already becoming blurry from her tears. Their girth sloshed around her stomach pressing against her walls and creating a massive bulge that stretched her skin almost towards the tipping point. She felt her insides being rattled, scrambled even? It was hurting her, but it was the best fuck she had in her life.
 
The Neko trembled. "Oh... It is gonna be a big one. Are you ready?"
 
She bobbed her head back and forth to get them to unload. This was it: she was about to be filled to the brim with baby batter. In the worst-case scenario, she'd pop once they were finished. On the other hand, she rationalized that she had an eventful life. Her lips were aching her, her cheeks were tearing at their seams, but she gave one final twirling of her tongue.
 
PLLLLOP.....SPLURT....DRIPPP
 
The Neko withdrew their cock leaving a glistening trail of saliva and cum strings on the witch's lips. The witch herself was engorged, her belly becoming as large as the doors to the stalls. Her stomach growled at having to process all that cum. She was more a beach ball than a witch and her movements were restrained due to her large haul. Beyond that, she did not deny that it was tasty.
 
"Did that make up for what I did?" the Neko questioned.
 
She nodded. "What. What is your name?" She struggled to get her words out, but she had to know.
 
"The name's Lynx. And you?"
 
"Cleopatra O'Brien."
 
They smiled. "Well, it was nice playing with you, Cleo. I should probably get going now before people start raising questions. Can you get out as well?"
 
Cleo massaged her belly using a spell to make it smaller. She resembled a pregnant woman now, but she could finally move. "Will I be seeing you around town more often?"
 
"Of course. We should really do this again. That is if your gut is up for it."
 
They poked her belly making the contents in her stomach slosh around. "Save your probing for later."
 
They nodded. "Best wishes."
 
The cat opened the window and dropped out landing on their hands and feet like the animal they are based on. Cleo watched them scale a fence before disappearing from view. Looking down at her belly, she already imagined how her next encounter would play out.