Experimental Potions & Side Effects
Experimental Potions and Side Effects
Contains: F/H, Somnophilia, Oral, Breast Play, Tit Fucking (Paizuri), Breast Expansion, Cock Growth, Semi-public exposure
Haven's Longing, Tabitha and Frida's Room
6am-ish
Extraction Procedures
She was penning another noted, the glimmers of dawn nagging at her eyelids that wanted to collapse shut just to defy the light that she tended to suffer through. She was odd for a braixen, afterall, and ghoulishness hadn't ran in the family before thus why she was like this was entirely her mother's fault. Just like the soft, mewling moan coming from one room over and five dozen more that cawed loudly down the bordello's boisterous halls.
Her mother's bordello, specifically, that she was a member of the staff of as it left her plenty of time to experiment on her own concoctions between the afternoon and evening shifts she handled the front desk or paperwork her sister had not been able to finish off. Kacey was diligent so that was rare, luckily, and left Tabitha many late hours either dreading the front desk's ding pulling her from her experiments or quietly tucked away reading and researching another distant tale of ghostly origin.
But most of all her duties were part of this experimental process as well. She brewed many potions and alchemic reagents that helped smooth things over at the bordello, literally in many cases. The varied lubes, infused or imbued or even plain, were one of the draws that had many coming from all over the continent to sample not only the ladies on duty but also the varied special and unique delights that abounded in rumors and hushed talks. Many were tall tales like the perpetual orgasm drinks or meals that kept the chef aurorus quite busy making up either an excuse or embellishing these rumors of a secret menu.
What wasn't was the salazzle aphrodisiac lubes and various salves that increased sensitivity, receptiveness, fertility and virility. Most of which were made by Tabitha herself, drawn up from the base of her favorite reagent's sliggoo slime. But this one was giving her quite the headache.
Fumes are caustic, blurring my vision as I keep working. Order tighter fitting goggles or have them crafted. Ask assistance from sis to handle the gasses if she's awake until they get here.
Her notes were at least penned well, the second cleanest handwriting in the establishment only bested by her sister's. But as she choked out a bitter word then a third she shook her head and stepped away, stoppering the fuming flask with a cork and turning the heat to its lowest without going out. Her thoughts turned to her sibling, seeing if the more psychically attuned braixen was up with the aggravating daylight but when no response came she stamped the flame out fully.
Another failure.
Another batch of Frida's goo that could have gone to other uses wasted and needing to be replaced. With a sigh the braixen shook her head and turned towards the bucket she kept at the bedside the two ladies shared. A quick smirk ran along her chin as she considered how the goomy and sliggoo used to fit in the metal container without issue. And now the dragon-type was sprawled out wide legged across the whole of their bed and was dripping her precious goo down and off the rubber sheets and onto the floor in globs.
They'd been together for years now, her favorite reagent had evolved into her final form and it came with a few new additions neither of the ladies had expected. The alchemical fumes buzzed in the braixen's head, the expected flushes of arousal had long become a distant memory and hazard she had learned to ignore. But her body still reacted once it saw that tapered, rubbery looking and goo drizzling length dangling off the edge of Frida's belly.
That was one reagent extraction she was certainly not opposed to making the most of, afterall. While the girls had enjoyed their times as just girls for many years the sudden addition of something male added to her body had made Frida not only more worried but entirely uncertain how to handle it. Not that Tabitha was a stranger to that detail though, least of all a partner's morning needs.
The horny braixen wasted little time, pressing her fiery muzzle to the still sleeping dragon-type's soft, squishy tip before swirling her tongue around it a few times then locking her muzzle deep enough to take a suckling pull. A habit she'd gotten from her mother, of course, as teasing and stoking the fires of lust with some foreplay or slow strokes and licks was the bordello mistress' forte.
Frida's legs stirred well before her mind could, the hazy dream and sudden, targeted warmth invaded her thoughts. Hips lifted into the sensation, causing a muffled gag from the much smaller fire-type before she relaxed into the motion to take her partner to the base as she'd done numerous times. It was just rare Frida had been forward even if she was supposed to be the one in control. Gentleness was her nature, afterall.
Quick, wet noises sank into the surroundings as Tabitha worked her mouth and the edge of her throat along Frida's shaft, making an effort to get her off before the demure or shocked response to being woken up like this could hamper this sample's collection. It was rare Frida let loose and gave her all with this new tool, those overly plump orbs pulsing beneath Tabitha's chin as she shuddered with the full length of her lover's cock in her throat told her Frida had been holding back on her again.
Pent up and clearly having reacted to the braixen's experiments and the fumes that danced as she slept, Frida's balls pulsed with a need the softly groaning girl couldn't fully ignore in her dreams. The world was just that single point of wet warmth to her in that bleak, dreary space she often found herself in just before she woke. And it was far from unpleasant as her nethers drooled a thick, purplish cream from her twinging, empty pussy before a pair of claws pressed inside her without warning.
Tabitha stroked in and out against the goodra's innermost walls, sighing contently as she considered putting her whole fist in there like normal but doubted she'd keep Frida asleep if she did. But rolling her thumb over the slick, round bud of Frida's clit was more than enough to get a heavy, delicious pulse of seed to trickle out onto her tongue and wash the back of her throat. She drew back reluctantly, eyes hazy with a shared lust and need amplified by her craft's side effects and her nethers shuddering in a soundless climax.
The thick, dark purple cum spilled out and around the phox's muzzle until she lined up the bucket fully. Heavy, rich pulses of the fluid burst against the metal and sounded like the braixen was rapping her claws against it while bored. Frida's voice moaned out as her eyes fluttered open, legs stretched out straight and shaking with the intensity of the waking orgasm. Her nethers squirted out thinner but not less deeply colored liquids against her partner's coat, staining the yellow with purple gushes like every time they'd done this before.
Licking her lips clean and relishing the taste, Tabitha was already considering spurring another deliciously creamy serving all while the goodra glowered over her belly and hands at the braixen. Tabitha just smirked, looking extremely tired as she did, and blinked deeply as if playing off the blowjob as nothing more than saying good morning.
Sadly Tabitha's eyes didn't open back up, Frida shaking her head as she caught the now napping braixen with her legs so she didn't spill the bucket she's so rightfully 'extracted' from her favorite reagent. Keeping her partner back from her slightly stiff and fluid soaked cock was no easy feat around her round belly and stubby little arms but she still managed it well enough. Even if she did feel the warm, dreamy moan and faint licks of the braixen's tongue drawing themselves around in well trained circles against her outer folds.
It wasn't that Frida was ignoring her friend by letting the braixen lay there sleeping and eating her pussy out as automatically as she breathed but it also wasn't in Frida's best interest to drown her in a fresh from the source bath of her feminine goo either. And so she finally shuffled down enough and angled the bucket to rest on the ground before dismounting the bed, shivering part nervously for what had just happened- and how MUCH had just came out of her- but also because the fumes in the room had left every inch of her boiling with an urge only that problematic salazzle awakened within her before.
Frida placed her dream-lost partner atop the bed and pulled out the trunk of toys she'd had to acquire to sate her body's new and strange needs. The ebony tip of the mock rapidash dildo spread her folds neatly before she shuffled herself down to the base without batting an eye. The gushes of goo that splashed out were only the beginning of the mess she was bound to make and something she'd dislike cleaning up after. But for now that fullness inside her femininity was enough to push back the awkwardness that came every time her still over-full balls caused when her ass slapped against the floor and she felt those orb's weight when she slid back up the shaft for most of the morning before breakfast...
Haven's Longing, Front Desk
2pm, on the dot
Unexpected Side Effects
"Three hours, two uses of a potion of choice and the overhead for damages or extra cleanings." she drawled out as the braixen explained to a pair of houndour who were making a booking. Lacy, again, as she seemed to be eternally popular with the 'bad boy' types of late. Such was the curse of being a lucario at a bordello it seemed. "Sixteen hundred is the deposit, end billing will depend on the potion and necessary secondary expenses as already explained."
The two boys nodded, the smirks and whispers she'd seen them making beforehand making it very clear they were going to try something shady. Not that she was typist, of course. She could just smell the drug they were trying to smuggle in. Lacy knew its scent, too, andTabitha had already redirected the warning through her sister's telepathic abilities so there was no genuine risk. Just a bigger mess at worst.
Her mouth grew dry the minute she had that thought, a sudden, sharp heat bloomed through her chest and she made a hard blink before the world seemed to shudder to a stop around her.
Oh. It worked.
Oh. Shit. It worked.
And it was working right now.
Her composure didn't betray her sudden worries as the heat underneath the fur covering her petite chest ramped up with each beat of her quickening heart. The psychic call for Kacey to quickly take over and finish handling these two to-be trouble makers was made absolutely apparent to her shy sister. As Tabitha excused herself from the desk, handing off the ledger and stepping into the back room her moan and shriek of bliss was threefold.
It worked, it was a formula that finally worked! She was ecstatic as the first pulses of heat had died down and she felt the slight weight of what was added to her chest finally settle in. She didn't have a full dose, just the built up fumes and plenty of time for it to normally purge from her system but it had not. The results were right here as she wrapped her paws under the draping fur covering her bosom and cupped the improved swells. And gained another moan from her muzzle as they were unexpectedly tender.
A few of the guests in the dining room looked at her with concern as her scream had caught their attention but she was far too distracted with feeling herself and analyzing the outcome then pay them any mind. Questions buzzed inside her head instead, considering the delay, the secondary factors and flaws to her formula, and how to quicken the results. Then the heat billowed out and she lost her grip on her breasts as they swelled outward with a sudden, new size.
Her usually calm and controlled mannerisms collapsed as the new growth spurt left her legs shaking and her nethers gushing with an orgasm that blanked out her vision and any questions she'd just formulated. Her mental notes were in shambles as her bosom quivered in her arms as she desperately tried to hold them and herself upright. And the new weight was not helping as the lightest touch of herself sent threats of another mind numbing shockwave back up her spine, demanding she resist caressing her plumping mounds and the rounding nipples pushing out from her chest fur.
She failed, tumbling forward and into the gooey grasping arms of a familiar face who looked down at her flushing, lust stained expression. And the 'arm' pulsed. Seems she wasn't caught in Frida's arms, exactly, as Tabitha was forced to wrap herself around the goodra's belly and squash her tender, grown bosom around her lover's shaft.
And it felt... larger as it rested against the braixen's belly and split up and between the underside of the braixen's new and bountiful chest. Frida's silent moan crossed her face before the dining hall doorway was shut quickly with a flick of the waitress eevee's tail swishing and wishing the two ladies some luck with what she assumed was to come.
Or cum, in this case, as Frida pressed her forehead between Tabitha's ears and whispered something the poor fire-type couldn't fathom. But the needs of her partner were clear as day. The small jostles of Tabitha's equally needy breathing sent shockwaves through the mounds on her chest and Frida's body responded just the same.
"R-room four i-i-i-s..." Tabitha stammered, barely able to think as even the lightest touches to her now overly sensitive nipples was disrupting her thoughts. Frida nodded again, leaning around Tabitha and wrapping her stubby arms around the braixen's middle before one climax inducing spin drew Tabitha's swollen chest from between the two of them and into the frigid air facing the hallway to the private guest rooms.
Frida's length bounced even as her balls were crudely dragged lazily behind her, the trail of deep purple slime from her nethers that had come down the stairs with her paled in comparison to the slick that she left behind her as she carried her lover to the room for some hope at relief.
It was a shaky trip, the room still a little rank with its fresh use but it was nothing compared to the deluge that the two ladies brought with them. Fiery vixen and slimy dragon fought for who was kissing who first, maws slamming together as one tongue fought for control while the other slide around and tasted the other. Whatever was in that brew this morning had lit a fire that Frida didn't fight against as she pressed her swollen length against Tabitha's chest once again and began to thrust up and down without any of her usual hesitations.
A sudden rush of new heat swam up Tabitha's spine and settled in her chest for a few moments as the first thought numbing thrusts against her newly expanded breasts pushed her over the edge again. She'd dreamed of a bigger bust, envious of her mother's set that was well earned from the six siblings she had but this was far beyond her expectations. The boobgasm was more intense than most of her alchemically spawned climaxes, body going limp as she her plush chest was little more than a masturbatory tool for her lover, her partner. Her favorite reagent.
Then it clicked, mentally slapping herself as she didn't consider the applications often but she had drank a modified version of her growth potion directly from a pure source- Frida's already enlarged balls. She'd not considered that in her sleepy daze that the dragon had 'brewed' a completed sample already... which meant that that bucket was most likely a pure, undiluted batch. And she could perfect it when she got upstairs and-
The heat erupted from her again, pressing into her already enlarged chest and around Frida's cock until neither of them could see the cock tip between the mountains of fur and flesh that jiggled and cupped Frida's straining shaft lodged between. But they could both feel it. Frida's cum stained the cleft between, deep purple fluids spilling around them and covering the braixen's face entirely. Rich, unusually musky rather than brackish and just plain moist smelling, the sensation of such... maleness drove her over again, eyes rolling back and leaving little but a clenching, bite held squeal coming from Tabitha's throat.
But Frida wasn't stopping her thrusts, her balls seemed to feel just as heavy as before if not moreso. And neither of them we likely going to stop as the goodra kept thrusting against her lover's chest and the extra squishiness her cum had added to it. It was simply too good to not do so, the timid girl letting her body take over as her friend rode out the quaking climaxes one after another into her hyper sensitive breasts. Not that the delirious braixen minded anymore, chasing her own needs with every pulse of seed that continued to coat her through the rest of the evening.
Gretterson Village, Dr. Wresling's Office
3am
Analysis (Epilogue)
"Seems most of it's out of their systems now, Mrs. Pathan." the donphan physician remarked, checking through the paperwork a little more and looking over the rather clearly exhausted ladies. "Temporary, just like the last two concoctions your daughter wound up in her with but this one was certainly..."
"A huge departure from the rest." Heratsu chimed in, the play on words too easy to pass up even as the doctor scowled slightly then rolled his eyes. The girls had been brought in with their assets ten or more times larger than usual. Clean, though, as the bordello staff knew better than to drag someone clearly reeking of sex after hours of unintentional love making to the good doctor in the middle of the night. And he was a good sport for it.
"Regardless, seems she hadn't diluted it and the porous skin of a goodra had absorbed whatever she was experimenting with earlier. Frida will be expelling it from her system for days at this rate but Tabitha's... swelling with return to normal far sooner it seems." he continued, comparing the quick blood work over the last hour the ladies had been admitted. "Which means the poor girl is certainly going to have to adapt to her new appendage sooner than we'd hoped."
The matron delphox frowned as she looked at the dozing girls, seeing their paws still wrapped in the other's as they slept. A habit they'd had long before Frida had limbs to hold as Tabitha would cling onto the goomy's antenna to help her fall asleep easier. Knowing someone was there with her the whole while.
She couldn't maintain her worried frown for long as she accepted that those would were likely going to manage without a doting mother probably making things a little messier. Dr. Wresling caught the expression and left the results in sight of the bordello's mistress, a page clearly lifted from Tabitha's own notbook.
I've been using Frida's goo as my base for years now, my Precious Reagent always willing to assist where able. But in this case I'm sadly unable to make headway with an Enlargement Potion without something far more concentrated or pure. As much as I'd like to complete it just to have a larger bust from time to time I know that I can't exactly convince, comfort or demand Frida give me her cum as it's the purest source of her goo that she can make and that I can distill.
She's not accepted that part of herself and every time she's brought to orgasm with her new maleness she tends to shy away from it or has a ruined orgasm in favor of a female one. While I have teased a few full samples either discretely or while she's sleeping it's rarely been enough. And her once petite balls have tripled in size. I just wish I could help her with that in some way.
But she's declined my offers, allowing only my paws or maybe mouth to aid the extraction process. And I sense it's her 'size' making her worry, easily the length if my forearm when she's fully erect. But it's soft and pliable, I can tell by the touch and books I've shown her about goodra mating. Regardless, she's clearly worrying she's too big or some silliness. And she's seen me take that rapidash toy to the base a few times- something easily as big as she is!
It's to frustrating that I can't help my partner Precious Reagent in a freaking bordello of all places. I just don't know what to do anymore except keep trying with what I can extract and try new absorption methods. Hopefully this next batch will produce some vital insights.
Heratsu clucked her tongue as she noticed how much slime had been on the page, torn by a certain Reagent from the notebook likely before she took one of the varied potions or already was affected by one in hopes of relieving her daughter's frustrations. And what a relief it was as the two girls swayed in their thoughts of each other that was obvious across each of their sleeping faces. Frida making kissy faces while, as per usual, Tabitha's tongue lashed at another set of unseen lips.
At least she trained her daughter well in that department, even if she'd hoped for grand-phoxes one day. Maybe it was still possible as the goodra's slit that hid her length was parting ever so slightly but she wasn't going to burden either of them with her own selfish wants right away. Afterall, Tabitha had to perfect that concoction and the delphox idly caught herself groping her own chest at the lewd, idle thoughts of what it could do and allow her to indulge in.
"All the way from the banister of my private room to the main hall's floor. Touched and teased by anyone who comes inside." she muttered to herself, a shiver of need flowering out into the room and betraying her intentions for her daughter's project. Maybe a tale for another day~