You were someone that had trouble mastering the ways of magic, but your strong determination to learn magic kept you going. Until one day you bumped into the strongest witch on Boiling Isles, Eda Clawthorne. At first she was skeptical at first but after some thought she was willing to teach you. After a few months of her teachings you had shown a lot of improvement to your magic ability.

Currently, you were taking a small break in your home after some training with Eda. You both were relaxing in the living room, you were sitting on a chair while Eda was sitting on the couch, her large rear comfortably planted on the cushions, taking up the majority of the space.

“You’re doing good, kid. I’ve gotta say I’m impressed with the results you’ve been putting up.”

She said, giving you a thumbs up in the process. She stood up and stretched out a bit which highlighted her curves. Her grey tights hugging her bulbous bottom and her sleeveless two-tone maroon dress kept her large breasts in place. She looked at you after finishing stretching and she starts to smirk a bit.

“But I might have to teach you from a distance if I’m distracting my star pupil. I know I’m hard to resist.”

She’d tease, chuckling softly after her statement.

“I’m just messing with you, kid.”