Eventually!

The rest of the afternoon is dedicated to homework, looking up information on resting places for Dragon Faries, and occasionally checking in on Amelia and Viki. The first goes surprisingly quickly, all things considered, and the second results in you discovering that the draconic element of her nature means Tara is just as comfortable sleeping on coins as she is on a mattress. You have plenty of pocket change you are not using, so that means she is now laying down on a loose pile of quarters, dimes, and nickles. Her wings are wrapped around herself like a blanket as she uses two stacks of three pennies as a pillow. She falls asleep the instant she sets her head on said "pillow", the extended time flying and being your eyes you subjected her to having tuckered her out.

The third is less successful, as you check in once when you are done with homework and a second time before dinner. In both cases, Viki is the one to answer the door, close it to ask Amelia if she wants to see you, and open it again only to give you a slow, sad head shake.

After dinner you return to your room, surprised to see Liam is not back yet and wondering if he just decided to spend the whole night with Keira again. Tara is still sleeping and looks quite comfortable doing so, meaning you have some time to yourself.... or so you think until there is a knock on the door.

You barely have the door open before you are almost bowled over by the nurse uniform wearing blonde woman standing on the other side as she wraps you up in a tight hug.

"Hello again, Sweetie," Susan Harker all but coos as her full breasts press against your chest, "Sounds like you've been up to a few spots of mischief since the last time I saw you."

"That's... one way of putting it," you reply with a chuckle as you hug her in return.

"Iris mentioned something about a potion user," Susan says, running her right hand slowly up and down the small of your back, "but she didn't go into any real details beyond needing a specialist to make sure you didn't get any in your system. Care to tell me what happened?"

Releasing the embrace, you step back to let Susan enter your room, the older woman spotting the sleeping Tara and reaching into her purse to pull out what first looks like a handkerchief but then you realize is a very small, quilted blanket. "Sometimes our patients are summoners with fairy familiars," she whispers as she hands the blanket to you, "So I keep a few of these on hand in case said patients need... extended treatment. It's made with Simurgh down so it should let her rest more deeply and we can talk normally... or even be a little loud if we want to."

You nod in gratitude as you take the blanket, walk over to Tara and use it to tuck her in. The Dragon Fairy sighs heavily in her sleep and turns onto her side, looking quite comfortable and content now. Turning back to Susan, you indicate for her to take a seat, which she does, and relate the story of your encounter with Parisa.

Susan listens attentively, her smile quickly fading into a look of concern as you describe Parisa's actions and she seems especially alarmed when you mention the way the other girl's eyes changed color and what Harmony had told you about the kind of potion she believed was being used. "Your friend is right about one thing," she finally says thoughtfully, "What this Parisa did was INCREDIBLY dangerous and if there is any trace of it left in your system, there IS the possibility of you spreading it to others."

She pauses to let that sink in before adding, "BUT the kind of potion it sounds like also works on a kind of chain effect. Anyone you... injected... with it enough to fully fall under its sway, would be obedient to you but not as obedient as they would be to the one who initially fed it to you and bound you to them."

"And if they were bound by someone else that person would have control over all of us," you say with a frown.

Susan nods. "Iris did say you and that stuffy Professor Dove thought that was a theory," she says before breaking out in a smile, "but that's not important for what I'm here for."

She reached into her purse, rooting around to find something in the Bottomless Bag enhanced container before pulling out a small vial of bright yellow liquid. Popping the cork, she takes the liquid into her mouth and begins swirling it around like mouthwash, going a good thirty seconds before spitting it back into the vial, re-corking it, and putting it away.

"Now then," she says, "drop your pants and underwear and lets get started."

You blink in surprise. "Excuse me?"

"The potion you were given was one where the majority of it collects in body fluids that have certain nutritional values," Susan explains, "So for women it would be the calcium and other such nutrients in breast milk and for MEN..."

Unbuckling your pants, you push them and your underwear down in one go. Your cock, all too eager to become hard after all the close calls and arousing imagery you have seen all day, pops free, pointing in Susan's direction as you say, "... It's the protein in seminal fluid."

Susan looks down and she visibly seems to be resisting licking her lips as she knees down in front of you, taking a moment to inspect your dick with her hand. "If you had taken a full dose of the potion," she explains, "I would have simply rubbed the antidote I prepped my mouth with over your dick and balls and enjoyed the show of you cumming all of the chemical out."

You look down at her with a raised eyebrow and she grins up at you impishly, her smile reminding you of Amelia's moments of playfulness. "But since you most likely have just a trace, that would be too much and have some nasty side-effects," she says, "So I'm going to have to... extract it with a diluted dose."

Shivering slightly as her thumb momentarily brushes over your crown, you ask, "Isn't that dangerous for you?"

"What?" she asks in return, "If I accidentally swallow your jizz? At most, it would be a single dose. So I wouldn't become a **** or anything like that..."

She pauses, putting her free hand to her chin thoughtfully. "Though I suppose I WOULD be under your control for the next few hours or so until it wore off. And you'd be able to make me do whatever you asked me to do, sexy or otherwise."

Your eyes narrow, even as you fight down a moan from how deftly her warm hand strokes your length. "L-Like answer questions I think you won't answer normally," you say, "Ones that might involve a meeting at night in a gym?"

Susan nods, giggling playfully. "That's a strangely specific example and I have NO idea what you are referring to with it... but yes. Yes I could."

She pauses to give your dick a particularly firm stroke as she adds, "Buuuut, I might just be willing to answer those kinds of strange questions anyway if I think I can trust you... like by say not holding my head down or not warning me when you're about to cum."

Her tongue flicks out, licking at the slit on the tip of your member and making you squirm. "W-Why... are you telling me this?" you finally ask.

Susan's playful grin suddenly becomes almost devilish. "Because you've only finished your first week of classes and you've already been through so much," she replies, "And I can FEEL how much stronger you are already. I want to see what you're becoming... one way, or the other."

She pauses to begin licking all over the underside of your cock, slathering the rigid flesh with her antidote coated saliva before rising up to place her lips against the top of your manhood.

"Are you becoming someone nice..." she says, letting her hot breath wash over your sensitive cock head, "... or becoming someone VERY naughty?"

With that, she opens her maw wide and lowers her head to start swallowing your dick.