One Chaotic Halloween Party

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Ira had heard about the Halloween party nearby, and the witch just /had/ to go.  It was the perfect way to snatch up the biggest feast she could muster—and the raven couldn’t wait.
The raven had long black hair and clawed hands and feet, with wings sticking out of her black outfit.  On her head, she wore a witch’s hat.  Halloween was the perfect time for her, because people would see it as a costume.  Little did they know she truly held magic. . .
She walked up to the house and turned the doorknob—it was open, to allow for guests to come and go as they pleased.  Perfect for Ira’s plans.  The raven grinned and walked inside of the house, taking in her surroundings.
There were seven people hanging about: Serena and her brothers Justin and Thomas (all snow leopards), Amelia (a skunk), Andrew (a red panda), Steve (a fox), and Becky (a wolf).  The witch licked her lips—all of them looked so delicious and plump!  They would make such a fantastic meal later, and just the thought thrilled her with excitement.  But before she could take them, she needed to cast a spell. . .
She waved her hands and whispered the words, and at the final letter and stroke of her hands, the Spell of Ignorance spread around, touching everyone inside the room.  To test it, Ira, marched up to Steve and waved her hands in front of his face.  He simply blinked at her with glazed eyes, and smiled.
“Excellent,” the witch said, taking her book out of her bag.  It was a magical vacuum space of a book, one that relied on her magical energy.  And it would be the perfect place to store her food until she was finally ready to eat.  Ira opened the book nice and wide, and brought it up to Steve, bending down to his feet.
The book started to suck him in.  It pulled in the fox’s feet first, slurping them inside of the hammerspace—his toes disappeared from sight as they were pulled inside of the book.  Next his legs and long tail were pulled into the book, sucked into the vacuum of the magical device.  More and more of him was pulled inside, and the book traveled up Steve’s body: it slurped in the rest of his legs, inch by inch, then pulled in his hips and midsection, then sucked in his stomach, along with his hands and most of his arms.  Finally, only his chest, shoulders, neck, and head were left to get pulled inside of the book.
Ira smirked and amped up the book’s energy, getting ready for the homestretch.  A moment later, Steve’s chest was pulled inside of the book, along with the rest of his arms, and soon, it reached his shoulders, which were also sucked inside.  Finally, his neck was slurped up by the magic device, and his head was pulled in with a popping sound, which finally completed the process.
Ira grinned and closed the book for a moment, looking around the room.  Nobody seemed to have noticed her machinations, and even better, nobody was reacting to Steve’s disappearance.  That Spell of Ignorance really worked wonders on people, and the raven smiled.  Now to pull in the rest of the party-goers. . .
She walked up to Amelia the skunk next, and smirked at her next victim, plucking the drink cup from Amelia’s hand and putting it on the table.  “You’re next, sweetheart,” Ira said, licking her lips.  “Gotta say, you look awfully tasty. . . Well, let’s get you in the book now!  There will be /plenty/ of time to feast later. . .!”
She brought the book up to Amelia’s head, standing on her tip-toes to hold the volume up that high.  Then the witch opened it, and the process began.
Immediately, Amelia’s head was pulled inside of the device, entering the book with a loud /slorp/ sound.  Her muzzle disappeared inside of the hammerspace, and her long red hair was attracted to the sucking motion, and flew up inside of the book.  But the process had only just began. . .
Amelia’s neck went inside after that, then her wide shoulders.  Then, it was time for her chest and large breasts to enter the inside of the book.  Ira smirked as they were attracted to the entrance of her magical volume—she could already imagine swallowing down those large melons later—but she forced herself to focus on the task at hand.  She couldn’t afford to get too distracted, after all—the Spell of Ignorance would only last so long.
She watched as the skunk’s big boobs got pulled into the book with a /slurp/.  Then the bok traveled down Amelia’s hips, pulling in first half of her arms, then all of them, going down to her belly in record time.  Soon enough, it reached her midsection—half of the skunk was now inside!  That thrilled Ira, but she forced herself not to lose her cool.  Impatiently, she waited for the rest of her meal to get sucked in.
Amelia’s large ass was pulled into the book, along with her long, voluminous tail—luckily the skunk wasn’t fully awake right now, or Ira would get sprayed for sure.  Next, the book made its way down Ameila’s ass, and reached the first half of her legs, pulling her in up to her knees.  Finally, the book went down to the rest of her legs, sucking in everything below her knees until only the skunk’s feet were left.
Her ankles were pulled in, then the bridge of her foot.  Finally, her toes were slurped up by the book, and just like that, Amelia was all in.  It had been completed.
Ira breathed out a happy sigh and closed the book, admiring her work for a long moment.  She had already taken two of the seven party goers into her magical volume!  Two very delicious feasts were secured, with five more to go. . . The raven’s mouth was watering just thinking about it!
Next she walked up to Justin, Thomas, and Serena, all snow leopards.  They gave the witch an innocent glance as she approached, but didn’t react to her otherwise, nor did they react to the disappearance of their friends.  Ira brought the tails of the three together, and then pulled out the book.
It worked like a charm.  The volume pulled in the tails of the three snow leopards, and then began sucking in the three animals all at the same time.  It pulled them in by their butts, and then sucked in their legs and chests all at the same time, sandwiching the snow leopards so they could all fit as it pulled them inside.  It made its way up the three victims (pulling in Serena’s large, beautiful breasts, the raven noticed), until, finally, they were all inside of the book, just as planned.
Two feasts left to take!  Ira was excited.  She walked up to Becky the wolf, drool escaping her chops, and opened the book.
The process here was much the same as when she sucked in Steve.  She started at the wolf’s toes, and slowly made her way up.  Feet, legs, butt, tail, arms, stomach, chest (and boobs)—all were pulled in by the book, as Becky was helpless to resist the pull, even if she wanted to.  Then only her shoulders, neck, and head were left, and those, too, were slurped up inside, leaving not a trace of her behind.
With the final victim, Andrew the red panda, Ira decided to start at his head.  And so, his face was pulled inside the book, then his neck and shoulders, which were easily consumed, then it reached his chest.  His arms were easily pulled in by the magical volume, and it made its way down his body bit by bit, consuming everything in sight.  It pulled his stomach and midsection inside, reaching his hips, and finally, his tail, legs, and feet were pulled in.
It was done!  All seven were all sucked inside of her book!  Ira let out a long, evil cackle, and waved her hands, whispering a spell.  Now all she had to do was to teleport back home so she could enjoy her large feast!
. . . But when she finished chanting the spell, nothing happened.  Ira frowned, and tried again, waving her arms a bit faster that time.  Still nothing.  Hmm. . .
The witch looked down at her magic book—and that’s when she realized what was wrong!  “Doh!” she exclaimed, slapping her forehead.  “I should have recharged the magic batteries before leaving!”  The raven sighed.  “Oh well, they should recharge enough in a few minutes to get me back home, at least. . .”
And that’s when she heard it.  In this distance, a toilet flushed, and the witch turned around, surprised.  “Aw, shoot,” she muttered, hearing someone washing their hands.  “That Spell of Ignorance only covered everyone in the room—it looks like I missed somebody.”  She smirked.  “That’s alright though.  I’ll make them my little snack before I make my way back home!”
Ira walked toward the bathroom, cackling to herself.  A moment later, Roxy the raccoon emerged from inside, and immediately frowned.
Roxy thought things were a little quite when she was in the bathroom, but now that she was outside, she could tell something was wrong.  “Hello?” she called out, confused.  “Where the heck is everybody?”  Then she saw the raven dressed as a witch in front of her, and frowned.  “Wait, who the heck are you?”
Ira let out a long laugh.  “Don’t worry, your friends are safe and sound in my spell book!” she exclaimed, patting the titular book.  “And they’ll make a great feast for me once I make my way home.  I just have to wait for my magic batteries to recharge.”  Her tongue ran across her beak.  “In the meantime, you’ll make a fantastic snack—come here, you delicious raccoon!  Get in my belly!”
The witch charged and lunged forward, intent on grabbing Roxy, but the raccoon managed to dodge to the side, causing her to miss.  Roxy ran down to the party area, and Ira followed, intent on capturing her snack.
When she reached the party area, Roxy glanced around frantically, trying to find the item she was looking for—ah ha!  There it was!  She ran to the punch bowl and grabbed it, just as Ira caught up from behind her.
“Looks like there’s nowhere to go,” the raven purred, licking her beak, drool escaping her mouth.  “Come on food, just submit to your fate—it’s better that way~!”
But then, to Ira’s surprise, Roxy brought her arms back, and then hurled the contents of the punch bowl at the witch’s face.  The liquid hit its target perfectly, drenching the bird in punch.
There was an awkward silence.  “You know, I think you’ve been watching a bit too much /Wizard of Oz/,” the raven said, smirking.  “Because contrary to popular myth, witches don’t melt upon contact with liquids.”  She walked forward.  “Now enough of this foolishness.  Get in my hungry belly already!”
And that’s when the inflation began.
The raven stopped walking, feeling confused.  There was some kind of . . . strange /pressure/ building up inside of her, starting at her stomach. . . She looked down, and was surprised to see her belly was inflating, increasing in size right before her eyes!  Looking at the rest of her body, she could see that her arms and legs were starting to puff up as well!  “W-What?!” Ira stammered.  “What’s happening?!”
“I knew it!” Roxy shouted, putting down the punch bowl and pumping a fist.  “Serena did spike the punch bowl!  Thank heavens for that prankster—this time, she really did save the day!”
The witch’s stomach grew bigger and bigger, filling up with air.  It started just slightly larger than its normal size, but quickly grew to the size of a basketball, and from there, it just got larger and larger.  It didn’t take long for the belly to be the size of a watermelon, and it just continued to inflate. . .!  Ira frantically tried to stop the transformation, trying to push her belly back down on her gut so it would stop growing, but nothing she did worked in any capacity.  She could only watch as she inflated further and further. . .!
In the meantime, her arms and legs were also growing in size.  They began to puff up, slightly at first, but soon the pressure from the inside was evident, and the raven’s limbs grew and grew.  As they increased in size, filling up with air, she began to lose her weight, and then, she started floating off of the ground.  “Help. . . Help me!” she screeched as she headed toward the ceiling.  “I’m floating. . . Somebody help!”
On the ground, Roxy giggled as she watched the growth, amazed.  At that moment, the witch’s outfit, which had already been ripping thanks to the inflation process, completely tore apart, and fell to the ground.  Thankfully her breasts and privates were still covered, but her stomach, arms, and legs were all ripped.  And the inflation continued. . .
Her fingers straightened out on her hand and then puffed up with her palm, rendering her unable to move them.  The same thing happened with her feet and toes.  And then the raven’s neck and head puffed up in size, growing big.  She hit the ceiling once that was done, as she was now completely weightless, and the only part left to grow was her tail.
Her tail feathers grew slowly, amassing in size until they were finally completely inflated on the raven’s back, pressing against the back of her puffed-up legs.  And then, just like that, it was complete.
Roxy walked forward, and scooped up the spell book, smirking up at the raven.  “How’s the weather up there, blimpy?!” she teased the bird witch.  “You know, maybe you could get a job as a weather balloon now!”
“Oh, shut up, ring tail!” Ira replied, as she floated in the air, unable to let herself down.  She was really stuck like this, huh? . . . How embarrassing.
“I’m hardly going to do that,” the raccoon replied, opening the book and waiting for her friends to get spit out of it. . . But nothing happened.  Hmm. . . Well, she did remember the witch saying that she had to wait until her magic batteries recharged.  So maybe once that happened, she could free her friends!  She just had to wait a bit longer.  And she could use that time having fun by taunting the raven. . .!  “I’m just having /so/ much fun lauding this victory of you,” Roxy continued, laughing.  “You really tried to eat up my friends, and you failed /hard/!  Man, is that really embarrassing or what?”
“Can it!” snapped Ira.  “Ooo, you’re making me so mad!  I was so close to having a really great feast, and you just had to go and ruin it!  I was going to have the best dinner of my life, with a full belly. . . And now I won’t be!”
“Yeah, because you were going to snack on my friends,” said Roxy.  “Too bad, so sad.  No living food for you, witchy.”
“Did you just call me ‘witchy’?!” exclaimed the raven.  “That’s so degrading!”
“Too bad, witchy,” said the raccoon, smirking.  “Guess I know what I’m calling you from now on.
“Why you. . .!”  Ira silently fumed.
Roxy looked down at the book, and noticed it was slightly glowing.  Maybe now it was recharged enough to let out her friends!  She opened it, and immediately, the book reacted.
It spewed out her friends one by one.   Out came Andrew, who had been sucked inside last; then came Becky the wolf; out spewed Serena, Thomas, and Justin; then Amelia was released; and finally, Steve, the first to be taken by the book, was plopped out.  The seven of them landed on top of each other in a big pile, and they all groaned, stirring slightly.  The Spell of Ignorance had worn off, removing the glazed look from their eyes.
“Oh boy,” said Andrew, who was at the bottom of the pile.  “Could you guys get off of me?  I’m not quite sure what’s going on, but you all are /really/ heavy!”
“I’ll say!” exclaimed Becky, who was on top of him.  “What’s going on?  Is this some dumb Halloween prank?  Serena?”
“Wasn’t me—for once,” Serena admitted.  “I mean, I’d love to take credit for this, but—Roxy?!  What are you doing exactly?”
Roxy laughed.  “Well, I just saved all of your butts,” she told them, pointing to Ira.  “Get up and take a look at this.”
The pile of people managed to roll off of each other, and they all stood up from the ground.  “Is that . . . a witch costume?” Thomas asked, confused.  “Why is she floating?”
“She drunk the punch, didn’t she?!” Serena asked, unable to contain her giggles.  “She totally drunk the punch!”
“Well, believe it or not, she cast a spell on you guys, and I had to save you,” Roxy explained to her friends.  “She was going to eat you all as a feast!  But luckily I was able to get her with the punch, and put a stop to that.”
“Get me down from here!” Ira screamed.  “HEEEELP!”
“That sounds like a dumb Halloween prank,” admitted Justin, “but for some reason I believe you.  Thanks, Roxy.”
“No problem,” the raccoon replied.  She smiled.  “Now, shall we go on enjoying our Halloween party?”
And so the group continued their celebration, with the witch floating above the group the whole time.  
Ira groaned and said, “Worst. . . Halloween. . . Ever!”  Hopefully when this was over she could finally get back down to earth. . .