(NOTE: Olga Ivanova belongs to Luca Guadagnino; Madame Sambuccetti belongs to me)
Olga was just where she had been a couple of minutes ago, moaning face down, with her ass up in the air like a drunken party girl, totally unaware of what else Madame Sambuccetti had in store for her. And yet she would probably envy the intellect of a woman like her if she had any speck of her former intelligence.
As Olga continued to lie face-down and drool on the dance floor and moan, Madame Sambuccetti was still thinking about what to do next. Then she suddenly got an idea: to make a horny bimbo out of Olga. So she used her magic to strip Olga of her sweatshirt and sweatpants until the younger woman was left in a black bra and matching lace thong; afterwards, she used her magic to make Olga’s ass inflate into gloriously jiggly proportions.
Afterwards, Madame Sambuccetti inspected Olga’s newly enlarged ass while realizing that it had grown too big to be complimented on alone, so she decided to add more touches. And since Olga wasn’t going to be growing her brain back anytime soon, so those thighs needed to be bigger. After all, people seemed to like big, juicy thighs these days, so the witch made sure not to skimp out.