Certainly-after toying with him a little.

"Senai. Please see to it that those seeking an audience are aware I am a bit caught up. I will send him to inform you once I am done with the request and can take more supplicants." I instruct to my servant. She eagerly nods her agreement and scampers off, happy to be out of earshot of me-or any of my further commands.

"And as for you-" I point to the man with a tentacle to emphasize. "You must disrobe. In order to make sure I can properly treat your body, I must bear witness to all of it." More truthfully, I was just playing with him-since he was putty in my hand. But hey, if I'm going to play the role of a small god, I might as well get the perk of yanking around a few mortal's chains that comes with it. Understandably, he walked around to be on the side of me away from the buildings before he did so, setting his clothes aside in a neat pile. I pick him up, my tentacles groping all over him as I feel his whole being. Hmmm...about what I expect, nothing to particularly note.

As he get's very distracted with a tendril up his backside, I decide to change that. A few Throbbing Spell enhanced Augment Body fix that in my little idea of a joke. Cut the waist down a bit, pump up those lips, really expand out that rear. Feeling a bit charitable, I max out the growth on his shaft and balls-all the better to contrast with his more effete appearance. And even re-update that when I feel my certainty over my control of the anatomy strengthen

Then, It's time to actually do what I promised-or at least give it a shot. I start with a knowledge base from my healing spell-pouring mana into it, molding the flow of energy from my body and into his. For a while, it seems like a fruitless endeavor, until I can almost feel a click in my thought process. The sensation of an epiphany-than a blast of magic as the spell I'd been sculpting is unleashed. He almost immediately seizes up-his enhanced genitals shooting a hefty load as all the pleasure that his body had been **** to ignore from his sickness comes rushing into him at once while I prod deep into him, all but squeezing his prostate to make him spurt. I needs to devote a tendril to using his mouth to make sure he doesn't make too much noise, until he's finally passed out from the pleasure. I deposit him on the ground, near his clothes-which are now almost certainly ill-fitting on him.

As he lays there shivering on the ground, I tell him. "That should do the trick. Once you've come to-send for Senai. And go on, enjoy your new life-a man remade!"