Every Witch Way

A little test of the new character Stefano created by my friend A.F. This guy is a witch with magical powers, who was born around 15th century or so, and became a witch, thanks to his Master learned many dark arts and to this day remained the same fresh and young looking as he was on the first day he met his Master and teacher... His Master was very fond of flexible boys and managed to ignite the same passion in Stefano, who later never doubted that he was born for this divine art and his master merely helped to unveil his destiny, so to speak...

Below is an optional read about the day before Stefano became a disciple of his Master :3

"And now, good people, could you imagine something like this!"
"Mama mia!"
"Somebody stop them!"
"They're going to break that little boy!"
"No! Look! He's smiling!"
"But you can count his every rib at this point!"
"Where the guards are looking?"
"Dear God..."
"How did his back not break from all that, I wonder! When I tell my father, he's not going to believe it! No, Stefano, you made it all up, nobody can bend their body like that, it was just a stuffed doll. No, father, it was a real living boy, I swear! Stefano, did you fall off a horse and hit your head?"
"Hey, fella!"
"Oh... dear! What a gorgeous horse! Must worth a fortune from the looks of it, or I'm not the hostler's son! My, if father only had a horse like that, that would be... a stable income!"
"Hey, I'm up here!"
"Oh sorry, good sir, I was merely blinded by your glory!"
"Nevermind that! I saw you enjoyed that little show back there?"
"Oh my... I..."
"Your eye! Yes, my friend! Or rather, both of your eyes! They were so big and round! Seems that bone-breaking stuff really does it for you!"
"What? No, I just..."
"Hey, no shame in admitting that! Where I am from, it's a beautiful art! Imagine yourself being able to do all those wondrous poses you just saw..."
"Me, sir? But I'm not even..."
"Nonsense! Look at your slender body and your gorgeous posture! One can tell you're certainly not a slouchy farmer."
"No sir, I... my father is running a stable."
"A stableboy? Yes, that explains it! Growing up among the graceful horses, a very healthy and inspiring life indeed."
"Can't complain about health, sir. Not so sure about the inspiring part, there's a lot of hard work at the stable."
"That's how you got yourself a couple of firm, broad shoulders, I see. That's why I have a proposal."
"A proposal, sir?"
"You become my pupil and learn to bend your body like the boy that you just drooled over back at the market. Me, I pay enough money to your family to buy a house."
"W- wait, you will be training me to do what? Is it even something I could do..."
"Trust me, you will be absolutely breathtaking in no time! Give me just a year and you will be even more flexible than that kid."
"That sounds... strangely... tempting."
"I knew you'd like it, my friend! What's your name by the way?"
"Stefano, sir."
"Sounds good, even if a little stiff to my taste. Now lead me to your family, so I can give them a little golden shower. If we're lucky, we'll have your first training session this very evening! My friend, you'll be amazed to see what you can do on your very first day..."
"Alright, sir... hehe..."
"Here, get on the horse already. Good. Nice move. Now I can see you're indeed a hostler's son. Now lead the way."
"This way, sir."
"How far is your stable anyway?"
"Just behind the city gates."
"Alright."
"This way, sir. Look, it's right there!"
"A nice sunny meadow. A very good place for growing up but I'm sure you'll enjoy my mansion way more. You can't wait, right?"
"Y- yes, sir, as a matter of fact I'm almost shaking right now. It's all so sudden..."
"You're really looking forward to your training so much?"
"I must confess... I do. I can't quite take those bends out of my head."
"Wonderful! That's the spirit. By the way, where do you normally sleep?"
"I like sleeping in the hay, it smells nice..."
"Oh but today you'll be sleeping in the softest beds of San Michele and in just a few days we're sailing off to Pantelleria. The beds in my mansion are even greater."
"We're going to cross the sea?"
"Yes, I have a great deal of vineyards on Pantelleria and a nice little mansion. The climate is warm, even hot, but that's exactly what you will need for your practice."
"My head is spinning just to think of it, sir. Guess what, we arrived, he's my home."
"Wonderful, and that must be your father."
"Oh yes, sir, that's him, right."
"Good evening, master hostler!"
"Oh, noble sir! I see you took little Stefano with you on your... most amazing horse! So... did my son tell you about our fine horses?"
"He certainly did, good master."
"What a good boy! Shall we go look at them to see if one catches your eye?"
"I actually happen to be more interested in your son himself. I have good work for him in my mansion on Pantelleria."
"Pantelleria? Isn't that... that little island to the south. Why, I've heard of it! A good place to have a vineyard, it is. Moscato di Pantelleria, what a taste, what a taste. Worthy of the king!"
"Yes, I actually happen to own some of the vineyards used in its production."
"My, my! But say, what a hostler's son can possibly help with in the wine-making business?"
"He will be taking care of the horses. Well, one stallion actually. But it's a responsible job. It will also pay very well. In fact, I'll be happy to offer you this amount of gold in advance."
"Oh that... is one heavy purse, good sir! Would you please come in and at least share a dinner with us? My wife is just done with the soup and I'll be back in a moment with a keg of finest and coldest beer!"
"You're just as well-mannered as your son! I'll just have another word with Stefano who is pulling on my sleeve and then I'll join you in the house. Yes, my friend?"
"Y- you told my father a completely different story! I thought you wanted to train me to bend like that kid in the market?"
"Well, if your father liked the idea of making you flexible, I imagine he would have already done so. Since he didn't, chances are he might not exactly be fond of something like that. So I'm not taking chances."
"But sir, you mentioned your... stallion. Do you actually want me to take care of it too?"
"Oh yes, I'll let you ride that one very soon. In fact, maybe tonight if I consider you ready."
"Oh I... I think I may have just guessed what you mean and I... can't wait to give it a ride... sir."
"Better wash your face in cold water and stop blushing so hard or your father will figure everything out. What's that look for?"
"Your... your hair is so long and wavy, just like our white horse Perlaceo's but way softer... Sorry, I shouldn't have compared you to a horse, I mean... I mean, you're... more like an angel."
"My friend, you'll be surprised to learn the price of your own looks. Your father doesn't know what a jewel he's going to part with today."
"Sir... can you... can you hold me by the waist just for a moment? It's been many years I've been dreaming of this very moment."
"Oh? Thought you'd rather be dreaming of pretty girls?"
"Umm, I pretty much see one in the lake every day when I go to wash my face, so why would I need another?"
"Stefano, you're so cute that I'd have held you by the waist right away. However, I don't think your relatives would be happy with the sight and do you think it's worth losing you just because of your impatience?"
"Sorry, sir, you're right! That was quite stupid of me, I'll try to be patient... until... tonight, when I get to see your, umm, stallion. Say... can I think of you as my guardian angel?"
"You're so easily excited, Stefano! But I don't see why not? I may not be exactly an angel but I won't argue that I do possess certain... powers."
"Our priest says that God made the first man from clay... I'll try to be like clay in your hands and you can shape me to your liking..."
"Stefano, dear, welcome our guest into the house, everything is on the table already!"
"Sir, please be a guest in our humble house and let me enjoy the warmth of my birthplace for just one last hour."
"Of course, but look forward to your new home, I bet a fortune that you're going to love it."
"Please, please, take a seat! This is our best chair, sadly we weren't expecting guests today, so the food is regular."
"Mmm, not at all, it tastes good. I had traveled a lot, so I know food and this food is good."
"Oh, you're a traveler then?"
"Only out of necessity. But I've finally found exactly what I was looking for, so now I can head back home."
"Oh, you must be talking about Stefano!"
"Of course! And I hope you have no objections about his new job?"
"Not at all, good sir! The boy could use a better future and with the money you gave I could hire an army of workers!"
"Use it wisely."
"I've heard Pantelleria is a very good island?"
"It's pretty hot in the summer but that's not going to be a problem, you get used to it over a year or two."
"Do you want more beer?"
"Yes, thank you."
"Eat your soup, Stefano, stop staring at the guest all the time!"
"I know, mom!"
"After the dinner I'm going to ride Stefano to my apartments, we still have more planning to do about his new job."
"Alright! Sounds like the boy will sleep in a good bed tonight! That's good. We'll see him tomorrow then!"
"We might be busy tomorrow as well, need to pack to set sail in a few days. I hope you understand there's much to do."
"Oh, you don't mean to say it's actually the last moment I see my son?"
"I'm afraid it is for a while..."
"Well... He's going to get a real job now. He's not a kid anymore, so I don't have any right to hold him by his ponytail. Though in my mind, I hoped he'd marry one day, we'd build a new house nearby and live as a big happy family, taking care of the many horsies..."
"But father, I really want this... nomnom... job."
"Dear, stop talking with your mouth full, you're going to lose this job before you even get it!"
"Sorry, mom!"
"Alright, my boy! You know I always wish you only happiness!"
"Let's do our best to be the best and be as happy as can be!"
"That sounds like a toast!"
"I'd drink to that!"
"So there's a lot of horses on Pantelleria?"
"Probably, but he's only be taking care of one for now."
"Bet it's beautiful, fine horse."
"Quite gorgeous, if I say so myself. It's actually quite big for his size but I think he will manage."
"He's always loved riding the big ones."
"That's why I'm going to hire him even if he keeps talking with his mouth full. He has the potential I'm really looking for."
"Ha ha! Sounds like my boy as I always wanted him to be... an.. an... ir-r...replaceable candidate! I hope this new job is going to make him happy!"
"Father, of course it will! I can't wait to start!"
"Well, I do hope this job is as good as it sounds... I wish I was young again to get on some adventure myself. Alas, I have too many ties here!"
"Good master hostler, I'm afraid it's getting dark."
"It is..."
"Sir, I'm going to pack my clothes really quickly."
"No, Stefano, just put on your favorite dress. We're going to go shopping tomorrow, so you don't need to burden yourself and my horse."
"How sweet is that!"
"Here, son, let me hug you one last time."
"Oh my dear, I can't believe our baby grew up so fast..."
"Don't worry, mom! Don't worry, father! I'll be fine! I promise."
"I take your word for it, son. Just be happy on your journey."
"Also, as a sign of my leaving I also wanted to..."
"Oh no, your ponytail!"
"I thought since I'm no longer bound to home, I'd get my hair loose too."
"Nice idea but now you look like a daughter we never had."
"Do I look like a girl, sir?"
"No, Stefano, you look like a fine lad. The long hair suits you."
"Well if your employer is alright with that look... He's now the one telling you what to do."
"I know, father! It's all going to be alright!"
"Stefano! Have a safe journey!"
"Thanks, mom! I'm feeling pretty safe in this seat already!"
"Don't forget to visit us sometime!"
"I will! Promise!"
"Your parents are good people."
"I know, I feel bad leaving them. But I have a life to live and I'm thrilled about what's to come."
"That... we're going to find out soon enough..."
"Aww, don't kiss me on the neck, what if someone sees!"
"They will see a noble aristocrat kissing his long-haired girlfriend."
"But a lot of people know me!"
"Not anymore."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Look! See that?"
"What? The weathercock? Why? Whoa! How did you do that?"
"I told you I have some powers."
"Are you the devil?"
"Not at all..."
"Well... Even if you were the devil, I would... I would still ride with you into the night!"
"You're not in danger, my dear."
"Sorry, I'm just... I'm so excited!"
"I'll help you to relax in just a minute. Here's my apartments. Welcome to San Michele!"
"Mama mia, it must cost a horse per day to rent this house!"
"This house is my property."
"No way..."
"Here, mind the steps. And here's our bedroom for tonight."
"Dio mio! What an amazing room! What a huge bed!"
"Feel free to jump right on it!"
"Really? Whee! You coming?"
"Of course!"
"So many laces..."
"Just pull them one by one..."
"Your body is even more beautiful without clothes! My guardian angel! Or should I say my big white stallion?"
"So is yours, my bendy boy."
"Mmm, I like the sound of it but I'm not at all bendy, I mean I suppose not yet..."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Well, see, if I bend my back... It's not really that great looking, isn't it?"
"And if I hold you like this... Now try."
"Mmm... my! Oh dear! Did my head just touch my feet? Did you see it too or did I imagine that?"
"Didn't think you had it in you?"
"Not at all! Oh my, this is so breathtaking!"
"See, on your very first try you're almost as good as my golem."
"Your what?"
"Back in the market, remember? Wait, where did I put my bell..."
"Yes, my master! How can I bend for you?"
"Hey, it's him! That flexible boy from the market!"
"Yes, he's a marble golem. I created him as a living toy to play with when I'm bored but I'm no longer bored, now that I have you... So you know what?"
"What?"
"I give him to you as a gift. He is yours now, so play with him in every way you can possibly imagine."
"Oh dear! Are you serious?"
"Of course! Get him on the bed and try it out!"
"Hmm, can this go here... And this... Whoops!"
"You can ask him to hold it, you know?"
"Hey, can you umm... hold your leg here please, while I..."
"My, that's an interesting idea!"
"You think so?"
"Yeah, looks quite original."
"Haha, I just don't know what I'm doing..."
"Sometimes it can be a good thing."
"Do you think you can teach me to do this pose too... one day maybe?"
"Hmm, it seems humanly possible, so why not?"
"Hum... How do you call this boy again?"
"A marble golem. But you can name him, now that he's yours."
"Oh but I only ever named horses. Hmm... Let's see. I usually use month names for them so... He can be Marzo (march) for example?"
"Marzo likes his new name! Thank you, new master! How can I bend for you?"
"Hmm, what's the most difficult pose you can do?"
"Difficult? Nothing is difficult for Marzo. Maybe new master will like this one?"
"Dio mio... How do you even... Well, I guess it doesn't help saying it's humanly impossible when you're not a human..."
"Shhh, Stefano. Don't say that, it's the only thing that hurts him."
"Really? He wants to be a human so much?"
"Yes and he's pretty damn close to it too. When I created him, he was talking like a parrot and had the mind of one. Now he can understand everything we're saying and his voice really developed over the years."
"Yes, his voice is so... so adorable!"
"The masters are pleased with Marzo's voice? Marzo is happy. Can Marzo bend more to please the masters?"
"Sure, go ahead, if it won't hurt you too much..."
"Marzo doesn't get hurt. Marzo bends to please the masters!"
"Do you think he can also learn to talk a bit more... naturally, over time?"
"Marzo wants to learn. Please teach Marzo. The grand master didn't talk much with Marzo, only bent Marzo. Marzo wants to learn to talk like a real sweetie."
"Don't worry, Marzo! I will teach you, I promise. My Lord, you're just too adorable!"
"Thank you for the hug, new master. You are the most beautiful and kind person Marzo has ever seen!"
"Say, can I also call you my master?"
"You want to call me a master?"
"Yes... my master."
"But you're not a golem, Stefano."
"But it feels so good to say..."
"Well, it does sound good to hear too. So feel free to say it any time you want, even though you don't have to."
"Yes, my master! Thank you, my master! What can I do for you next, my master?"
"Well, I'm tired so I'm getting under the blanket. Feel free to join, both of you."
"Yes, my master!"
"Yes, my master!"
"You're excited, master..."
"Don't be shy, Stefano, just touch everything you want."
"Marzo wants to touch too. Can Marzo touch young master?"
"Don't be shy, Marzo. Ah! You are... you're putting in your mouth!"
"Maybe he's giving you a hint by giving you a head."
"I... I'd say ha ha, master, but I can only say.. ah!... ah!"
"It's okay, Stefano, you'll catch the rhythm in no time."
"I once saw one of my older brothers bathing, he... didn't know I was there and it was... very hot to watch him... I didn't know this thing could grow so big but... Master, yours is ever so much bigger! You are indeed a stallion down there, sir!"
"Told you you'll get to ride one tonight, so mark my words, I never lie. Sometimes I may talk in riddles but I never a lie."
"You never do, master! But say, how exactly can I... well, ride you?"
"You will after some stretching but for now you can just rub yourself against it..."
"Like this, master?"
"Yes... very good... Heads up, Marzo's right behind you."
"New master is so beautiful from behind, so soft... Marzo is blushing hard... Marzo wants to please new master..."
"Oh dear! Mama mia... Is he entering that hole?"
"I think so... you have objections, Stefano?"
"No... I don't know... I've never done this before! Oh! Is that what girls feel after marriage?"
"You don't touch yourself much, Stefano?"
"No, I love touching myself but I never thought there was something inside me that felt so good too!"
"There are many spots like that in the body, in our practice I will teach you to get these amazing sensations from the most unusual zones in the body."
"Is it... just my imagination or is Marzo growing bigger inside me?"
"Yes, I gave him this ability so he can grow to my size, so I can ride the stallion from time to time too."
"My, my... I didn't know it felt so good putting something inside that hole..."
"You're very easy to please, Stefano."
"Can't help it when it's actually so pleasant..."
"Merzo never felt so good before! New master is very tight! Marzo is very happy today!"
"You're... welcome... Marzo. I'm happy we're both enjoying it... so much... ah!"
"I see you already like your new job."
"Yes, master! But above all, I li... I... I love you."
"I love you too, Stefano, since the first moment I saw you in the street."
"Marzo loves both of his beautiful, wonderful masters!"
"So no regrets so far about leaving home?"
"No, my master. I regret nothing! In fact, I'm afraid something will go boom and I'll wake up and it would turn out it was all just a dream..."
"Nothing will go boom on my witch-watch, but... Honestly, I could use some sleeping right now. You can keep playing with Marzo if you want, just don't let him keep you busy all night. Tomorrow we're going to get you some fancy clothes and it will... be an even greater day... than to... day......"
"Shhh, grand master is so fast asleep... New master wants to lick Marzo's candy or will sleep too?"
"No, Marzo, I... I do want to taste your umm... candy."
"Yay! Please dig in, new master!"
"Mmm! I always wondered what it tastes like and... umm, it tastes so good!"
"Marzo is so glad! Marzo was working so long to create this flavor!"
"It's so perfect... but... yawn! It's been pitch black outside for so long it must be close to midnight. Better stop sucking until we turn into vampires..."
"New master doesn't like vampires?"
"I... I mean, I've never met one... I was just trying to pull a joke about sucking, mostly."
"Hehe! New master wants to use Marzo as a pillow?"
"Not sure if I can do that?"
"Grand master did a lot! Marzo can be hard like marble but can be very soft too!"
"If you think it's a good idea..."
"New master's head feels so good on Marzo's tummy... Marzo is melting... m... melt... mememe......"
"Good night, you two..."