Feared across kingdoms, rumors of a sadistic potion seller are whispered, living in a hut full of uniquely carved wooden chairs, she vanishes as quick as she appears. As do any customers foolish enough to seek her aid. They call her The Chair Witch, and that witch is Matoya.

An elder witch who’s trained a number of younger witches in her arts, Matoya is a woman with the power to go about her life as she pleases, something she is all too willing to do. Whatever that dark desire may be, there is a reason as to her title of The Chair Witch...

From her hut, Matoya sells potions capable of whatever miracle the day’s customer may need. Love, wealth, power, nothing is too difficult for her to brew. However, her potions cannot be bought. Instead, they must be won in a test.

The customer is given until midnight to achieve their desire, lest they face unimaginable consequences. The only problem? Matoya never loses. A capable cheater, with the use of her pets and magic interference, few customers have beaten her at her own game. Those that fail are subjected to a fate worse than death. Far worse.

Such customers become the latest addition to Matoya’s collection. Transformed into a new rocking chair, a fresh pair of bloomers (or for the particularly unfortunate, new seats, scrubs, or tissues for the outhouse). They share one common trait for the rest of their days—

An unsavory eternity between Matoya’s FAT SWEATY ASS.

(Matoya Belongs to RushGob)