Brew a potion!

"Mmm... Boil this... Add slowly... Lower heat... Shake thoroughly before..." Dixby mutters, though it really seems like she's retaining all the instructions scanning through her brain. She has her goggles up on her forehead. "So this makes a powerful invisibility potion, does it? Interesting. These ingredients are amazing. I've never even seen a prismatic dragon's scale up close before. I don't know if it's the moonlight it was bathed in or not, but it looks as if there's light trapped inside, yet it emits no glow."

Meanwhile, you stand back with Luna. Laira lingers, unsure of what to do to help, while Fava begins sorting various supplies on the gnome-sized table nearby, such as moving flasks around, and warming up a magic-fueled burner.

"There are other ingredients too," Dix says.

"So he didn't supply me with everything?" you ask.

"Of course not. There are certain things that wouldn't keep in a box, and there are many things any alchemist is expected to have. Relax and let me work. I have everything I need right here, and I will perfect this recipe." She slips her goggles back over her eyes. "Fava. Boil water in that flask. I need to do something simultaneously."

"You've got it!" The pixie salutes.

As things continue, you can only watch. This isn't your expertise. From what you can tell, it's certainly Dixby's however, as it seems like she's able to do quite a bit at the same time even on her own. Water bubbles from a few different vials of water, some of which from heat, others from who-knows-what. Colourful steam wafts up towards the ceiling, and the room begins to smell like a number of things, though none of which are unpleasant--just odd.

"Here. Taste this for me," Dix says, offering a vial of something pink and purple to Laira nearby, though she does so without even turning to look.

Laira looks caught off guard. "Oh. Me? Y-Yes." She reaches down and takes the strange vial before giving it a sniff. "Raspberries?" she asks, though she gets to response from the gnome. There's only enough for a good sip inside, so like with a shot glass, she swallows it down with ease.

At first, nothing happens. You also can't help but wonder what she'd be able to safely taste with such specific ingredients. Then you notice something odd, and Laira does as well. She looks down at herself with a panicked gasp. The straps of her overalls and suddenly straining. What is normally glorious sideboob to behold begins growing into something even more grand. Her breasts expand ever so slowly, pushing against her clothes to the point of the straps nearly snapping. "Wh-What's happening?!" she asks with concern. It doesn't seem like they're stopping yet.

Dix looks back for a moment, nods, and then returns to her work. "It works."

"What works? What did you give me?" Laira wraps her arms around her ever-growing tits. Suddenly, there's a loud whip crack sound as one of the straps tears and breaks, and then the next, both under the sheer weight of her breasts.

"Just something unrelated. It'll stop soon. Then it'll go back to normal in a few minutes."

"Wh-What does this have to do with the elixir?" Laira backs into the wall, trying to keep her enormous titties from spilling out. Then at last, they stop, though not before becoming the biggest in all of Castle Phoenix by quite the margin.

Fava snorts and cackles. "Oh man. She got you good," she says, though hardly. It's difficult for her to speak though frantic laughter.

Dix then turns to the pixie for a moment, and splashes an entire vial of something pale yellow over her body.

"What was that for?!" Fava calls out, now dripping wet. Then she looks down in fear as her green dress vanishes from sight. Only a second later, her panties too. She wraps her arms around herself and flies back to stumble onto the nearby table. Though as she tries to conceal her nudity, she looks over her body with a strange expression. "I can still feel my clothes."

"Yeah. It just makes the fabric invisible."

Luna looks to you. "I feel as if we aren't really helping, though it is quite entertaining to watch. Do you agree?"

"I do," you reply. "Though I hope we're actually even making the elixir."

"I think perhaps that's how talented our little gnome truly is."

"That last potion is interesting though. Apparently that's what happens when the Elixir of No Finding is drank by a girl. All her equipment vanishes, but not her body."

Dix peers back. "Huh. Really?" She looks rather deep in thought for a lengthy moment. "That actually makes some sense. Now that you say that, I think I understand the process a little more. Fava. Can you boil that one vial again?"

"Turn my clothes back first!" the pixie barks back.

"Relax. It'll only last a few minutes. Time is of the essence."

She grumbles and flutters over to the burner, trying to awkwardly cover her nudity up while she works, though it hardly works.

Laira in the meantime sighs happily as she looks down to her breasts gradually shrinking back down. She holds the top of it firmly against her chest now that the straps are broken, but seems relieved all the same.

You make your way over to the poor smithy and touch your hand upon the broken material. "Let me help," you say. "Might be easier to work without worrying about your boobs spilling out."

Dixby shakes her head. "No. You gotta wait until after to cast Mend. The lingering mana in the air could corrupt the elixir."

"Is that true, or are you making that up?" you ask.

You get no reply.

The project continues. It's been nearly half an hour since Dix first began. It's quite incredible to see her multitask, even if it occasionally means messing with other people for no real benefit towards the elixir's creation. It's beautiful to observe as well, due to all the colours within each vial, and the sparkling smoke produced. Drev Barkis supplied you with some seriously rare reagents. You're glad Dix seems to know what she's doing.

Fava breathes a sigh of relief as her clothes reappear. As she's waiting for something to do, she grows impatient rather quickly. She peers over to Laira with a smirk before lifting a vial of something. "Ah. Laira. Can you hold this? Keep it up vertically, out to the side. Not too close to your body."

"All right." She nods, doing as she's instructed. She uses her other hand to keep the overalls up over her bust, but in her other hand is the unknown potion.

A moment later, Fava returns to her with a second vial. "I need you to do the same with this, so use your other hand."

"... Uh. I don't think I can. You know, since--"

"Think fast!" Fava tosses it as best she can given her size, forcing Laira to react.

The poor country gal grabs the vial out of the air, meaning her overalls fall completely open. She holds both vials up, concerned what would happen if she were to fail her instructions, but her bare tits are entirely free. She looks down, worried the rest might slip off, though thankfully her hips as wide enough to keep the rest on. Still, she's **** to stand topless, causing her face to slowly turn red. "H-How long?" she asks nervously.

Fava can't help but snicker as she flutters beside her. "M... Maybe forever," she mumbles before bursting into another fit of laughter.

"You tricked me!" Laira furls her brow before splashing the pixie with one of the vials. The contents are pale yellow.

The pixie looks down at herself as once again her entire outfit turns invisible. "Not again!" she cries.

Laira pulls the front of her overalls back up before returning the other vial to the table. "So mean."

I think Dixby being part of the madness is the only reason she can work through it, because if I were working on something, and all this was happening around me, I'd never be able to get it done.