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The day following her encounter with the alchemist, our heroine finds a small wrapped package at the foot of her door in the morning. Inside, it contained a small pouch of gold, a letter, and a vial filled with glowing liquid.

The letter wrote:

"Hello, after much deliberation I decided to go along with what we “conversed” about yesterday, along with an extra bag of gold to hopefully stifle any future “conversations”.

The potion will have an immediate effect. On my honor as an alchemist, I have not made it poisonous.

Please do not attempt to find me if you find the results lacking. I will be traveling at the first sun rise. It is people like you who are the reason why I can't stay at the College and practice my craft in peace.

May we never meet again, Brosbond". There was a crude drawing of a middle finger next to the fancy signature.

Our heroine had to pause for a moment; the afternoon after that argument was very hazy from all the blood-rage. With a little effort she faintly recalled asking for a potion that would change her schlong into that of a horse, along with some colorfully worded imagery of being able to properly fuck him over harder than he fucked her.

With that in mind, she stared at the bottle. The adventurer wondered if it was even a good idea to drink this.

After much pondering, she decided that, considering she asked for this, she might as well follow through. After returning to the privacy of her room, she whipped off her skirt and tossed it across the room.

It took several tries for her to work up the nerve, but when she did, the adventurer downed the contents of the bottle in one swig.

True to his word, the effects were definitely immediate. And not poison.

However, he did not give her what she requested; instead, her shaft started to shrink before her very eyes! As the flesh morphed back into her pelves, the size of her testicles started to balloon, uncomfortably sensitive and very noticeable between her inner thighs.

She looked down at the results, feeling pre-cum dribbling out of the tip of her dick from her overstuffed and overworked balls. A brief bit of swearing that alchemist’s name went by before she felt a sharp pain in her arm, followed by a strong numbness shooting throughout her body.

A very, very familiar numbness, followed by an equally familiar giggle. It suddenly becomes clear what had happened. Lady Nurilla spoke up, her voice practically dripping with excitement.

"I’m sorry darling, but when an opportunity like this comes up, with would be foolish not to take it.~ That alchemist didn't take much convincing to change the effects of the potion. These Nirn mages are always such cowards, bending instantly to a few threats, and a sharp object.~"

Lady Nurilla has stolen the vote away! Perhaps traveling with a manipulative, demonic human-spider hybrid has some downsides after all.

"Now let's see how much you can feed me with such a large, full sack.~"

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