Collecting our dignity

We struggled to our feet and got out of there.

“Oh, gawd, Nicole,” said Alice. “Oh gawd oh gawd oh gawd. I’m dying of embarrassment, but my nips are still making me so damn horny, I can’t think straight.”

“I know,” I said. “Let’s just concentrate on what we have to do. If we do it right, those bitches will fix us and we’ll be fine. Just focus.”

It wasn’t easy following my own advice. My firm, heavy boobs were so erotically charged, I just wanted to lay in bed and cum my brains out. Every step set them into a light wobble, sending sensations from my shoulders to my toes. Every male eye locked onto my chest and I would have killed to have a cock inside me, just banging me silly.

We finally made it to the apothecary shop. We collapsed on a bench and caught our breath for several minutes. Then we went inside and did some shopping.

“Oh, yes,” I said to Alice. “This will do just fine.”

Alice nodded. “They have everything we need,” she said. “Shall we?”

“Let’s.”

The trip back to the dorm room was no easier, but we were at least getting used to walking around with huge racks. Still, we were wet messes by the time we got everything set up.

“This better work,” said Alice. “I’m running low on batteries.”

“I know,” I said. “I’m ready to scream. Anyway, we’re ready. Let’s do it.”

So we started the fire and brewed a boiling potion. It didn’t really look like the movies, but it would do. When the critical moment came, I nodded to Alice.

Alice nodded, then dropped the hairs into the potion.

Tara and Bit would be getting theirs.