Local sorcerer 4k

Two adventurers approached the sorcerer's castle ready for a fight but were surprised to find a young elven woman lounging in an intimidating throne with a wand across her lap.
"Adventurers? It's nice to have visitors. Do you have need of my magic, enchantments for your weapons perhaps?" she said, slouching further into her throne.
The more confident adventurer spoke "We've heard villagers have been going missing. In our experience local sorcerers are usually involved, though usually they're a little older."
"Thank you for checking up on me, a woman can get clumsy in her old age." she joked "I'm actually older than most of those sorcerers you've probably dealt with." They couldn't tell whether she was joking or not. Sorcerers always were tricky. "If you must know about the villagers, I was involved. Though unless you want to join them I suggest not making an enemy of me. I'll even give you some enchantments on the house."
The more confident of the pair charged, sword raised. She lazily shot a purple blast at him which bounced off his breastplate and vaporized a candelabra. "Basilisk leather, you came prepared." she said, amused. He brought his sword down with renewed confidence thanks to his armor but, just before he landed a blow she caught his arm with supernatural speed. "I did warn you" she chided as his arm started to burn, his armor not protecting him form a point blank spell. The world grew larger around him and seconds later he found himself between fingers twice as tall as he was. "You want to try it too boy?" she asked the second adventurer, who responded with a shaky battlecry before a purple bolt brought him to the same size as the first fool. For the first time the sorceress got up from her throne and stepped over to him. She towered over him as he cowered and prodded him with her toe. "You just watched your friend do that, I'd hoped you were smarter." she teased, this time with a tinge of disappointment to her voice. The coward covered his head with his arms in fear as her toe assaulted him with light prodding. "Not even going to run, fight, anything? you're more of a boring coward than the villagers and you call yourself an adventurer? You've been defeated by my toe?" she got bored of belittling him and curled her toes to scoop him up with her big toe before going back to lounging in her throne.
"Back to you I suppose." she looked back to the man between her fingers who was trying in vain to swing his sword with his pinned arm. "Oh now you have some fight. I like that, your pathetic struggling will feel amazing on my tongue." His eyes grew wide in panic as he was surrounded with a purple glow and released from her grasp to float. She used her index finger to guide his helpless form to her excited mouth. He disappeared behind her lips and thrashed against her tongue which pressed him tightly against the roof of her mouth as she let out a deep moan of pleasure, rattling the poor man inside her mouth. She tossed him around and bit down lightly, spilling blood onto her teeth and cracking his bones. He screamed in pain each time until she unceremoniously swallowed, dumping him into her stomach. Even her stomach acid appeared magical as more than just his body melted away. His very soul was stripped and digested. "That just leaves one" she wiggled her toes crushing the man between them. The same purple glow surrounded him and he floated to the arm of the chair. She slammed her foot in front of him. "Human souls are great for the skin, that's what keeps me so young. Prove to me that your tongue is better than your soul. You can start with my foot, unless you want to end up like your friend in my stomach."