The Wizard's Semen

The door swung open and she fell inside, followed quickly by the others. The inside belied what their eyes had told them from the outside of the house as a large, spacious room opened out before them. There was a table in a kitchen area, covered in bottles with various colours of liquids in them, whilst over to one side was a large four poster bed and a comfortable looking sofa.

In the middle of the room stood a small old man dressed in crumpled, scruffy clothes, and he wasn't surprised to see them. "Ah, there you are ladies, come in, come in" he said, beckoning them inside." Shut the door, there's a good girl Jenna" he said, adding "we don't want prying eyes now do we, ha ha". It wasn't lost on the witches that he knew Jenna's name.

"Prying eyes, through that lot?" said Minerva. "I should sack your gardener, if I were you."

"Oh yes, very good, ha ha, sack the gardener, very good, ha ha... yes, it is a bit overgrown, I must do something about it... don't go out there much you see...ha ha"

The witches stood in a line in front of him. "Food, you must be hungry, you must eat" the old man said and turned towards the kitchen. Although they were all ravenous, anger got the better of them.

"We don't want your fucking food" said Minerva, menacingly

"We just want to know why we're here" added Joncola. The old man looked up at them, but said nothing.

"Answer us!" shouted Carandar. "Or do we have to make you" she added threateningly

The old man stood for a few moments contemplating the women in front of him, before muttering to himself and turning to the kitchen table "Yes, it is as bad as they said, could be hard work but never mind...ha ha, hard work never killed anyone.. now where is it, ah here it is..." He suddenly wheeled around holding a large hand pump and before the women could react, he'd sent a shower of spray over them. "Stand still" he said, and against their will, the four women stood exactly where they were. "Now take off your cloaks" he told them, and again they did as ordered even as the voices inside their heads told them not to obey.