Aiden Valentine's magic wand twitches in his hand, its tip glowing with an otherworldly light. He points it at Constance, whispering an incantation. She freezes, her eyes glazing over as the spell takes hold. Her body begins to move on its own, hands roaming over her generous assets, cupping her breasts, then venturing south, under her skirt, finding her damp panties. She tugs them aside, her fingers delving into her slick folds, rubbing furiously. Aiden watches, entranced, as Constance's hand moves faster, her body tensing, her mouth open in a silent scream as the magical possession pushes her over the edge, her body convulsing in a powerful orgasm.