Olivia

 

NAME	Olivia - "Livia"
GENDER	Female
AGE	40?
HAIR	Strawberry blonde, hints of gray
EYES	Hazel
BUILD	Pear-shaped body, heart-shaped face

Backtagging	Yes
Threadjacking	Maybe
Mind-reading	Yes
Injury	Maybe
Death	Maybe

affectionate fetish fun - Livia wants to be sweet and welcoming, even if that takes twisting peoples' wills a little

Farmer, brewer, and witch. Olivia describes herself as a hedgewitch who started out in the wrong sort of soil, but she had the good fortune to wander to a valley with untapped magic potential and took advantage of it as well as she could. An abandoned farm gave her the space to conjure uncannily successful crops, brew potions and folk remedies, and have the privacy she's wanted for years.

Hospitable yet self-indulgent, she's quick to share food and drink and comfort with visitors even as she binds many to help run the farm, using memory modifications and transformations to free her from responsibilities and give her delightful shows to watch.

At her will, eating the plants transforms people partly into plants themselves. Swollen fruits in need of juicing. Vegetables irresistible to herbivores that don't mind chewing off a leafy limb. Rooted trees dependent on the sun and the fertilizer of another's orgasm.

Farmhand work is as much about being the livestock as it is to tending them. Cattle stay close for the milking machines available to release the ever-building pressure in their chests and cocks. Anxious sheep roam the fields in need of herding by good dogs. Poultry grow heavy and gravid with eggs, before laying and brooding over them.

House guests need not muck about in the dirt, however. Some spend days bound to a bed and yearning for touch, time twisting to slow all other bodily needs than arousal. Others learn a more mobile dependence, mitted and hobbled to crawl without the ability to feed or relieve themselves, dependent on her for their every need.