Witch Cleansing Novels & Stories

I reply with a sigh. "Don't worry, you won't be wasting any more of your precious time sitting on a porcelain bowl. With our technology, all you have to do is push this button here." She knocks on the glass walls, and they become transparent once again as she steps into the shower box and points to a large green button on the wall. "This will eliminate the waste from your body and this button here," she points to the orange one. "Is..." Clicking her fingers, "what do you humans call it?" She asks, trying to draw out the term of what she wants to say. "Body wash!" She gleams with pride. "This is what you use to cleanse your body with, yes?"

But this seems to be longer than he expected now. The door suddenly opened and a middle-aged witch entered. She was carrying with her a bowl of smoking water… submerged on the liquid were green and purple leaves the size of a palm. For whatever purpose that is, it looked like they boiled the water with the leaves on it, which explains the dark greenish color of the liquid. “It’s time for your foot wash, gentlemen.” – the witch said “What is it, anyway?” – Asher asked “Don’t worry. These won’t hurt. It’s just a wash. We also placed Huccubus potion on the water to fasten the healing of your foot.”

"We must seek their guidance for your proper cleansing, young girl." I leaned in close to Kai and asked, "Where is this Wild Fangs pack?" "It's another Lycan pack; don't worry, it's not as intense as the priestess is making it out to be." Grandma Zora's sharp voice cut through the room: "Kai, leave her alone and let her listen to the instructions!" The priestess continued, "You can only perform the cleansing rituals when you are not on your monthly flow. And it is a very important ritual that you must take before you become Luna.”

Looking around, I could see small beds and towels stationed in strategic places in the room as well as lit candles scattered on the floor. I swallowed. Maybe some of these rituals did have their perks after all. One of the werewomen in the spa, stepped forward and dipped in a small curtsy. She wore a robe that stood out amongst the others and, from the grey strands in her hair, I could tell that she was in charge here. “Good morning, Luna Samiya. To start the cleansing I would like to ask you to please take off your clothes.” With a nod, I took off my clothes just like she had asked.

Chase sensed around. Every little bottle contained ten pills. Linus noticed the puzzled look in Chase's eyes and began to explain, "This is the first kind." Linus picked up the pill bottle that was labeled with the color green and shook out a pill. He continued, "This is called a Cleansing Pill. It's used to cleanse a person's physical attributes and strengthen them. The most obvious effect of it is to give a person without any cultivation talent the physical attributes required to cultivate. Anyone who takes it will probably cultivate to at least a meridian-opening master."

Even though Clinton appeared to be in pain, his body was visibly changing. Chad even noticed the Clintons' white hair beginning to turn darker. Chad immediately remembered the cleansing he had experienced while performing alchemy. The difference was that Chad's cleanse occurred naturally after achieving a certain level of training, whereas Clinton's began after consuming the Elixir of Life. It reminded Chad of the Cleansing Pills described in the Law of Jennings' Mystic Healing. The Cleansing Pills were said to be able to restore hair to its original color, rejuvenate the body, and extend life for several decades.

she said softly, to no one in particular. "Secondly, cleanse the field." She poured warm water into a shallow bowl, adding a pinch of crushed green leaves. The scent shifted instantly, antiseptic giving way to something crisp, almost wild. She dipped a cloth and wiped Amelia’s hands, arms, and forehead, murmuring under her breath in a rhythm that wasn’t quite a chant but felt older than any hospital protocol.

This cleansing ritual was a deliberate act, aimed at meticulously expunging his semen from her vagina. Blaze's touch was a cantata of sensuality that plays her body like a finely tuned instrument. Her lips become the panorama for nibbles and lingering caresses as he maintains the arousing momentum. With a deliberate and gentle touch, he resumes the regimentation of cleansing, his gloved hands traversing the expanse of her inner thighs before cascading down towards her legs and feet. Subsequently, he employs the handheld shower head to thoroughly rinse off the lather from her body, continuing until every trace of it dissolves, each motion a tribute to thoroughness, leaving her pristine.

The moment I stepped inside, the scent hit me first. Lavender. Rosemary. A hint of something richer—amber, maybe? The air was thick with steam, curling from the enormous sunken bathtub in the center of the room. The water wasn’t clear but a shimmering silver-blue, almost iridescent, and I realized there were crushed herbs floating atop the surface. “The purification bath is sacred,” one of the omegas explained as they loosened the ties of my nightgown, sliding the fabric from my shoulders. “A ritual to cleanse the past and prepare you for the bond you are about to form with the pack.”

The room was a box with a dripping faucet and a window overlooking a brick wall, but the lock on the door was solid, and from the inside. The first thing she bought was not food, but chemicals. Hydrogen peroxide from a pharmacy, cheap lemon-scented soap, a bottle of vodka. In the tiny shared bathroom, she scrubbed every trace of the forest from her skin and hair, bleaching away the natural oils that might carry a hint of wolf. She worked until her skin was raw and pink, smelling sharply of artificial citrus and medicine. The earthy, herbal poultice was gone. Now, she smelled like a human trying too hard to be clean.