The "Left 4 Dead" video game series is known for its intense and adrenaline-filled gameplay, pitting survivors against hordes of infected creatures. One of the iconic infected enemies in the game is the Witch. Traditionally portrayed as a female character, there have been discussions and suggestions about introducing a male version of the Witch in the game. The Witch is unique among the infected enemies in "Left 4 Dead" as it usually remains passive until provoked. It can be found crying in dark corners or isolated areas, creating a sense of unease and tension for players. Once disturbed, the Witch becomes highly aggressive, attacking any survivor who gets too close.

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While on the search for diesel in the riverside town of Ducatel, (F/N) (L/N) encounters one particular Witch at the Ducatel Sugar Company mill.

The Witch takes an odd, sexual interest towards (F/N) when separated from his group.

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The last thing (F/N) remembered was being dropped off by a once live - now dead burger joint called the Burger Tank, in the town of Ducatel. Virgil tasked the Survivors to retrieve gas from a nearby gas station. They went to check the Burger Tank, and found nothing but the usual health, weapons, ammunition, and throwables.

That was until they saw a sign informing the Survivors or gas only miles away. And so, the Survivors ran into the pesky Common Infected along the way - followed by the these motherfuckers

You got the Wanker (Charger), Emo (Hunter), Five Dollar Whore (Spitter), Back-Humper (Jockey), Steroids (Tank), Bitch (Witch), BOOMER, and Hentai (Smoker).

Somehow, the Survivors miraculously survived both Common, and Special Infected with luck at their side.

But they knew luck was nothing but bull as soon as they stopped by the Sugar Mill, to find that Witches surrounded the joint as if they owned it.

One of the survivors along them was named (F/N); just tired typical, average college student who secretly likes anime - didn't expect to find himself joining with a group of people who were not only immune to the Green Flu, but have been able to survive this outbreak way before his ass was saved by them.

So (F/N) decided to stick with them for survival, and later became the brains of the group. And it looks like (F/N) needs to use his "Big Brain Energy" in order to find a solution to their Witch problem.

That is. until a Tank decided to drop in for a visit and say "Hello", before saying, "Sayonara" when he launched (F/N) across the map-uh, I mean. level, and sent him right into the arms of a Wandering Witch.

But before (F/N) could take in what just happened, the growl of said Witch was heard right behind him. As he was literally on top of the Special Infected, and his hand was also getting a feel of her surprisingly- full chest. (F/N) quickly came to the realization of his situation relating to anime, before stumbling into his feet and making a run for it. But the Witch skied (F/N) out by incapacitating him with one or her claws, and began to approach him as the other Witches went to attack the Survivors as the Tank was still alive since their weapons were utter shit.

And as (F/N) was being easily dragged straight into the Sugar Mill factory - all he could think of was. - oof, he fell unconscious.

Now that you're caught up, (F/N) began to straighten himself after lying on the pile of rubbish that he could only assume was his bed after the Witch's attack. He glanced to his side to see the outside, noticing that it's about to rain soon as the light from the oil-drum set on fire illuminated his surroundings, and beautifully matched the color of the dark, and gloomy sky.

Once (F/N) found himself containing small bits of energy leftover, he started by carefully pushing himself off his makeshift bed, and stood back on his feet. But before (F/N) could even take a single step - the Witch came into view from within the shadows of the building, and stared at him with her eyes glowing red. (F/N) couldn't help but swallow the lump in his throat as the Witch's gaze pierced his very soul. And this is some chick who got knocked up with this "flu", and has now become a feared Infected for the Survivors.

It feels as though time has stopped for him, as (F/N)'s body became paralyzed from the waist-down in fear. He was both defenseless, and mortified at his possible demise since there was no sign of his Health Pack on his person, or anywhere for that matter.

So all (F/N) could do was stare into the eyes of the Devil for God knows how long.

But the Witch decided to put (F/N) more on edge as she began to step forward, before her footsteps became periodic as she stepped into view with help from the outside for giving some light to reveal something unexpected.

"Whoa." (F/N) said under his breath, his eyes traveling and taking in the Witch's topless, and well-rounded figure.

From what (F/N) has seen with the rest of the Survivors; Witches aren't supposed to have fully developed bodies. They're usually extremely-lanky and flat-chest. Could it be the sugar she consumed added some weight? And instead of belly fat - It's gone straight to her breasts, hips, arse, and thighs.

While (F/N) continued to observe the Witch for. research purposes, he was quick to notice, or mainly watch, as the Special Infected hooked her thumb under her panties. Before slipping them off till they hit the floor. She then walked away from her only shred of clothing, and walked towards the light to better show off her fully nude body to (F/N), who kept his eyes on the prize the entire time he stayed at the exact same spot he stood.

"Okay, this Witch is definitely doing this on purpose." (F/N) thought, feeling his face become hot as the Witch gave him a small peek of her slit.

This Witch isn't supposed to act this type of way at all. The Green Flu must've mutated her even further as time went by. Or the sugar could've affected their brain - triggering some sort of memory before she became infected?

As (F/N) kept trying to make any sense to what was going on in front of him, the Witch before him turned her body around, and gave him a frontal view of her average-sized rack, and slim stomach. He felt himself becoming a bit flustered at the Witch's odd behavior towards him. Thinking that she may be leading him on until she stabs him in the back - like some cheating slut in the fanfics he read back then.

The question is, why is the Witch showing her body towards him? Has she become profound of her body, and just wants to show it off like no tomorrow, or has she become fond of human interaction?

Either way, (F/N) can't deny that the Witch's body was both surprising, and glorifying. He was almost tempted to touch her, but he obviously that would lead to certain death. And plus he already managed to cop a feel thanks to the Tank, and oh, shit - the Survivors! (F/N) completely forgot about them as he was too distracted by this Witch standing naked for him.

How much time has passed since he fell unconscious? Have they succeed on finding some gas, and have left him behind in thought to be dead.

The young man couldn't help but feel troubled at the coming realization that he may be stuck here in Ducatel, with no way of escaping the town crawling with Infected. But this didn't go unnoticed by the Witch as she sensed his distress. She tilted her head to the side while carefully approaching him, before getting a good look at him up close. (F/N) seemed to be a fairly attractive male with (H/L) (H/N), (S/C), and (E/C) staring back at her sunken red eyes. The Special Infected surprised (F/N) by raising one of her hands towards his face, and gently placed it against his cheek. Her blood-stained claw felt cold against his warm skin, his heart racing at how close the Witch is, and surprising both him and the Witch as she couldn't help but caress his cheek. Careful on not puncturing his eye with her sharp thumb. She then decided to take it a step further by slowly leaning towards his face, causing (F/N)'s heart to beat out of his chest while his face became hot.

Until eventually, the Witch's lips made contact with his. The two stood still, and let their lips do all the talking. Starting with a short series of kisses, before rapidly turning into a heated make-out session between the two. (F/N)'s hand shook and twitched from kiss, as the Witch's body gradually became hot for the time in her infected life, and she wanted more.

So the Witch released her hold on (F/N)'s cheek, and took hold of both his wrists before smacking them against her pale body, and kept them in place. Leaving a small, faint red handprint on (F/N)'s cheek behind, and (F/N) didn't seem to care. As he got the Witch's sudden bold message, and began to gently roam his hands all over her upper body; starting from her hips, sides, back, and ample rear. The Witch broke the kiss with a gasp, hanging her head as she breathed heavy. Before it quickly turned into moaning as she was delighted from the additional warmth her captor provided.

Especially when it came to her ass, and found no use in keeping (F/N)'s hands hostage when he continued on feeling her up without any assist. She then raised her head. Gazing into (F/N)'s eyes with both their mouths agape, before flinging her arms around his neck, and press her body against his while her lips latched back onto his.

Their series of pecking resumed for a short period of time, as the Witch hungrily kissed (F/N) before thrusting her tongue passed his parted lips, and explored his moist cavern that was his mouth. She soon discovered his slimy appendage with their tongues brushing against one another, before swirling around in exchanging saliva, and causing the Witch's body to jolt as pleasure ran up her spine at the newfound taste her taste buds can't help but get enough of. Her tongue often retreated back home as her lips sucked on (F/N)'s tongue, while her tongue coated his lips in her saliva.

(F/N) let out small fits of moaning, later noticing his pants becoming extremely tight, as the Witch continued to eat up his mouth in fear of it running away, or as if it were her last meal. Once the Witch had her fill of (F/N)'s lips, she felt rub up against her thigh. Leading her eyes to travel down, and caught the sight of an outline of (F/N)'s dick. The Witch soon felt her face become hot, as well as her vagina secreting moisture at an alarming rate. Her once dead heart has begun to pump once more, and sending blood throughout her infected system to further her ever growing lust. She then took a step back, emitting a low growl before extending one of her claws. This took (F/N) by surprise as he watched her move back, heard the growl, and looked over to see the Witch readying her claw.

Before (F/N) could have any time to react, the Witch raised her claw in the air, and brought it down. The sound of fabric ripping was heard, as well as something inaudible falling to the ground. (F/N) had both his arms protect his face with eyes instinctively shut. But when he felt a slight breeze brush against his cock and balls, (F/N) opened his eye to see the Witch staring at him. He then gently brought his arms down while looking downwards, finding that he's standing completely naked before the Witch, and to the outside world who dare interrupt them. With his clothing shredded into strip pieces around him.

The Witch closed the gap between the two by taking a step forward, and sent him back onto the pile of rubbish. Before planting her knees on each side of (F/N)'s thighs, and took a seat on his lap with his cock being wedged in between her firm arse. She purred at how warm it was compared to his cheek, as well as his hands placed on her hips.

(F/N) watched the Witch rose with her claws planted on his shoulders, and used one of them to line up her moist pussy before slamming herself down onto his dick. The pair simultaneously threw their heads back while letting out a loud moaning from both their sex becoming one. Starting with the Witch in feeling her pussy become completely full, and as for (F/N), felt his dick become extremely tight as if it was wearing a comdom which was the wrong size.

It was almost too much for (F/N), that even the slightest move could leave him climaxing prematurely. And once the Witch's hips began to rise and fall. (F/N) craned his head back while loudly groaning at his early release, causing the Witch to cry out in pleasure at the sudden warmth inside her vagina. As she can't help but climax as well her head threw back, her juices squirted all over (F/N)'s cock and crotch. Both of which twitch and shudder from their release, and quickly rest against one another as their heads were next to each other while breathing heavy from their afterglow. The Witch was the first to reel her head, and gazed into (F/N)'s eyes looking back at him before leaning towards his face with half-lidded eyes.

But the Infected was interrupted by none other than the rest of the Survivors who made it to the specific floor she, and (F/N) was at. (F/N) turned his head, and immediately regretted it as he was now facing his group - buck naked with his dick inside a zombie.

From that point, nobody said a word as the entire atmosphere was awkward since (F/N) thought they left him, and they presumed him dead. Before anyone could even get a word out, the Witch began to emit a low growl which troubled the Non-Infected as she immediately went bat-shit crazy, and started attacking.

BONUS CONTENT

Somewhere, in a city filled with Common Infected, lay a strip club barricade to the max. As faint up-beat music could be heard once within the establishment, while the zombies aimlessly search for their next victim as said victim was simply chilling inside the club. (F/N) could be seen taking a seat on one of the lounge chairs, kicking his feet on the oval-shaped glass table with his weapons around them while sipping on any leftover alcohol he found.

As (F/N) took a swig straight from the bottle, he couldn't help but hear some slight movement coming from behind the curtain which led to the back stage. He carefully put down his drink, before taking hold of his weapon, and rose to his feet as he soon readied himself for what's to come.

But he didn't expect to find a hand emerge from the curtain, which gently swayed in motion to the song currently playing. (F/N) watched as another hand came to view, and grabbed the edge of the curtains, before forcibly opened them as soon as the beat dropped.

From behind the curtain was a Spitter - who appeared to be fairly different from her original design. And it looks as though her acidic properties don't seem to affect her own skin, but will surely affect (F/N)'s no problem. (F/N) quit observing the eerily, hot-looking Infected, and watched as she began to dance to the rhythm of the music playing.

While the Spitter danced with often use of the pole while her. She hooked her finger on top in the center of her gold lamé bra and pulled it down to expose more of her areola, as well as her set of perky breasts. Giving (F/N) her own version of a smirk without the use of her lips. (F/N) had zero clue on how to feel about this one, thinking he should let his guard down and see where this leads to, or to end it right here by putting a bullet between her eyes.

Soon enough, (F/N) got his answer when the Spitter hopped off stage, and approached him with her hips swaying side to side. Before turning her back, bending forward with her ass shaking in front of him as she twerked, and kept her body up with the use of her hands planted on the floor, and legs spread out. (F/N) won't lie - the Spitter's got some nice tits, and a fat ass. Both were good in his book as he missed the live shows before the outbreak, and this Special Infected could be of use to him. Since the origin of her strange behavior is unknown, but who cares. He placed his weapon back onto the table and sat back on the leather seat behind him, watching the show go on by none other than a zombie.

The Spitter looked very pleased at (F/N) finding her no harm as she simply wanted to dance for someone, and that someone was him. (F/N) watched as her breasts bounced with each move she made by the sound of the music playing in the background. Her eyes often glanced at her client, seeing him drink away at his liquids while watching.

As soon as the music stopped, the Spitter stopped dancing as well. The pair stared at each other with silence filling the air, before sounds of soft clapping was heard from (F/N) with an amused look across his face. The Spitter couldn't help but feel turned on by his seductive smirk, and watched him lay back on his seat. (F/N) was seen rubbing his dick through his pants, before pulling his fly down, and fished out his erected cock.

Just the sight alone was enough to make the Spitter drool, unknowingly excrete more acid to fall onto the ground which didn't go unnoticed by (F/N). But he didn't care since lust was taking control, and he desired her body more than anything. The Spitter watched as (F/N) gently stroke his cock, before his hand motioned for her to "come here", and come she did by heading towards her destination, and stood before him. (F/N) then swung his finger around, ordering her to turn around, and she happily followed orders by turning her back towards him. She soon felt (F/N)'s touch make contact with her rear. Before he pulled her close to him, slipped her torn dark indigo capris down, and placed his cock against her arse. He then began to thrust his dick against the Spitter's ass, rubbing against the fabric of her pink thong.

As (F/N) felt her second hole puckered its lips while her friend below grew extremely wet. He knew better than to stick it in her vagina, and lose the only friend he had. So to play it safe, (F/N) went with the alternative by moving the Spitter's pink thong to the side, and held his cock as he prodded the tip against the entrance to her anus, before dryly ramming himself inside. Causing both him, and the Spitter to threw their heads back at the sudden pressure their sex was experiencing.

Before (F/N) could move, he continuously bit his lip in order to contain his moans, and when it died down. He began his series of slow, but deep strokes. The Spitter left her mouth agape as she felt her pussy climaxed again the moment (F/N) stuck it in. One of (F/N)'s hands took hold of the Spitter's hip, while the other held her low pigtails. As a means of keeping her in place while his thrusts gradually grew rapid - to the point where noise was being made from having his pelvis make contact with her rear.

Completely unaware of the Common Infected turning their heads towards the sound of cheeks clapping.

Meanwhile, (F/N) felt his limit reached its breaking point before pumping an endless supply of semen straight into the Spitter's backdoor, causing the Infected to release her own juices downstairs as it completely soaked her thong, and the floor below her. The pair found themselves breathing heavily, gently turning to face each other as they took in their afterglow before it soon died down.

Before anything else could happen between the two, the Common Infected outside began to bang against the bordered up building. Their numbers grew outside as wood fell to the floor from where they were placed. (F/N) watched the scene unfold as whatever energy he had left was all inside the Spitter as his dick was still in her.

Welp, looks like this is the end.

Undercover Witch Academy: First Year

As the first illusionist witch able to syphon magic from everything and everyone, I’m a little sought after. Hundreds of supernatural academies have offered me a place, but there’s only one I’ll attend. The Undercover Witch Academy. Why? Dracian Dread.

The male witch who killed my parents is already a top student at the academy, beloved by all. But, not for long. Soon, everyone will know who Dracian really is, and I’ll be the one to tell them.

When students start to lose their magic, all eyes turn to me. Classes are postponed as an investigation gets underway. There’s no proof that it’s me, and it’s not, let me assure you, so I have to find a way to prove my innocence. Unfortunately, the only ally I have is none other than Dracian Dread, the man I love to hate.

Will I be able to find the real culprit before every student loses their magic for good?

Genres FantasyMysteryParanormalWitchesSupernaturalMagicRomance

305 pages, Kindle Edition

First published June 28, 2019

About the author

Rachel Medhurst grew up in a small village in Surrey, England. She writes to inspire and heal. She lives in the British countryside with her dog. If she’s not writing, she can be found walking in nature and reading. For more information about current projects, including her short story dystopian series, Avoidables, please check out her website.

Once disturbed, the Witch becomes highly aggressive, attacking any survivor who gets too close. Its attacks are devastating, as it can incapacitate or even kill a survivor with a single swipe. Introducing a male version of the Witch could add an interesting dynamic to the game.

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As the title suggests a tale of witches training to become undercover agents except the central character is a lower status witch but has exceptional talent because of which literally everyone is out to get her secret. Light hearted magical read with meaningful friendships, pinch of romance and a hint of enigma!

This read like a really bad Draco Malfoy x Original Character fanfiction, it almost rivals My Immortal. That’s kinda a compliment, maybe?

First off, the names. Starting with Dracien Dread. DRACIEN DREAD. Who names their kid Dracien?? A Draco kinnie? Dear God, this name drove me insane for the entire book. I laughed each time I saw this name, my bad I suppose, but what did you expect? And don’t get me started on someone with a badass first name like A-LEESH-EE-AH, and the most boring last name ever, Jones (no offense to all my Joneses out there). The perfect setup for a pick-me girl.

Secondly, the writing. I went into this not expecting anything special since this book was free on Amazon Kindle, and because of this I wasn’t as disappointed as I thought I would be. I was surprised, though, to find that this was not this author’s first published book. This author has published over five book series before this and the writing was THAT BAD?? Yikes. this just makes me nervous to read this author’s other books.

Finally, this story in itself, which was mediocre at best. Let me start off by saying I love witches. Scarlet Witch is in my top five favorite superheroes, and I grew up watching Charmed reruns. I was excited to read a story about witches, but it was so lacking in everything. The plot was everywhere, the pacing was off at multiple points, and the ending was very confusing.

Overall, this was just so meh. At least this was a quick read.

Left 4 dead male witch

Derp, I meant c6m1_riverbank. Fixing it now.

Someone told me the audio for the female boomer doesn't work and thats why the female boomers don't spawn. I'm not sure if there is any truth to this, but even with the female boomer chance at 100% it still spawns regular ones so I think there is something other than a precached model causing male-only boomers.

I think the passing do not want female boomer appear, so not precache them in The Passing.
But some plugin may use female boomer model, so it should be precached

hi i have this problem

[SM] Plugin encountered error 25: Call was aborted
[SM] Native "SetFailState" reported: Plugin supports Left 4 Dead 2 only.
[SM] Displaying call stack trace for plugin "l4d2witchprecache.smx":
[SM] [0] Line 23, /home/groups/alliedmodders/forums/files/6/4/7/6/7/64652.attach::OnPluginStart()
[SM] Loaded plugin l4d2witchprecache.smx successfully.

my server is l4d2, can someone help me plz?

The Jockey

The Jockey is a Special Infected that appears in Left 4 Dead 2. He has the ability to jump onto the Survivors and cling to their head and upper-back. From there, he can steer the Survivor while clawing at their face. [1]

Valve stated that the Jockey was made to work in tandem with the Spitter by "steering" Survivors into the Spitter's acid. However, they are much more notorious for steering Survivors into an early Tank fight or right into Witches if they are nearby.

While the female Witch is often seen as a vulnerable and tormented character, a male Witch could be portrayed as more physically intimidating and aggressive. This could create a new challenge for players, requiring them to come up with different strategies to deal with the male Witch's attacks. Additionally, a male Witch could bring diversity to the game, offering players a wider range of enemy characters to encounter and engage with. It could also open up possibilities for new narrative elements and storyline developments. However, it is worth noting that opinions on introducing a male Witch are divided. Some players argue that it would dilute the uniqueness and impact of the female Witch character. Others believe it would add depth and variety to the game. Ultimately, the decision rests with the game developers, who would need to carefully consider the implications and effects of introducing a male Witch. In conclusion, the potential introduction of a male Witch character in "Left 4 Dead" could bring new challenges and diversity to the game. While it may be a contentious topic among players, it would undoubtedly add a fresh twist to the gameplay experience. Ultimately, it is up to the game developers to weigh the pros and cons and decide whether or not a male Witch is a worthy addition to the series..

Reviews for "Surviving the Swarm: Tactics for Dealing with the Male Witch in Left 4 Dead"

1. John - 1 star - I was extremely disappointed with the addition of the male witch in Left 4 Dead. It completely ruined the thrill and tension that the game was known for. The male witch lacked the uniqueness and unpredictability of the female version. It felt like a generic enemy that didn't bring anything new to the gameplay. I found it boring and repetitive to encounter the male witch over and over again. Overall, it was a poor addition to the game and it didn't live up to my expectations.

2. Sarah - 2 stars - I wasn't a big fan of the male witch in Left 4 Dead. While I appreciate the developers' attempt to add variety, I felt that the character design and behaviors were lackluster. The male witch didn't have the same eerie aura and signature cry that made the female witch so terrifying. It just felt like a watered-down version of an already established enemy. Furthermore, the male witch didn't pose much of a threat during gameplay. It was easily dispatched, and the encounters with it were forgettable. In my opinion, the male witch was a missed opportunity and didn't enhance the overall experience of the game.

3. Emily - 1 star - The inclusion of the male witch in Left 4 Dead was a complete letdown. As a long-time fan of the game, I was excited to see what new challenges and scares the developers had in store. Unfortunately, the male witch fell flat in every aspect. It lacked the creepy elegance and unpredictability that the female witch brought to the table. The male version felt more like a filler enemy than a unique threat. It didn't bring anything fresh to the gameplay and quickly became a repetitive annoyance. I was truly disappointed by the male witch and it didn't live up to the high standards set by the original game.

4. David - 2 stars - I have mixed feelings about the male witch in Left 4 Dead. While I appreciate the attempt to add diversity to the enemy roster, I found the execution to be underwhelming. The male witch didn't have the same impact or scare factor as the female witch. It felt like a cheap imitation rather than a unique addition. Additionally, encounters with the male witch lacked the intensity and suspense that made the original gameplay so immersive. Overall, I think the male witch missed the mark and failed to enhance the overall experience of the game.

5. Melissa - 2 stars - The male witch in Left 4 Dead was a disappointment for me. Not only did it lack the terrifying presence and complexity of the female witch, but it also felt out of place in the game. The male witch didn't fit seamlessly with the existing enemies and disrupted the overall atmosphere. It felt like a forced attempt to introduce something new without considering the impact on the gameplay. I was underwhelmed by the male witch and felt that it detracted from the overall experience rather than adding to it.

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