Head to the next class.

You really, reeeeally, reeeeeeeally want to trust Professor Puissan, which tells you that you really, reeeeally, reeeeeeeeeally shouldn't trust him. "Uhm...sorry, sir, I can't be late to my next class." He gives you an eerily gentle smile and releases you arm, and you bolt out the door.

You find the library on the way, and search until you find Jaime in a table hidden away in a dark corner. He looks up and smiles when he sees you. "Great news! I already found a spell to reverse your...uhm condition. You just need the cum of a succubus..." you blush and slip your fingers down the front of your pants and slide them into your aching, wet cunt. Your pussy practically sucks your fingers inside, and you are sorely tempted to frig yourself silly even if Jaime is watching...maybe a little BECAUSE Jamie is watching. Instead you pull out a generous helping of girl cum and reluctantly pull your hand free. Jamie stares slack jawed then scrambles through his things, eventually finding a glass vial for you to drip into.

You lick your fingers clean, savoring the taste, only blushing when you see Jamie turn beet red. "Uhm...and you also need the cum of an inubus..." He looks almost hopefully at you. You remember the huge sample you just ingested and wish there was a way to get some of it back. The moment the thought flickers across your mind, you feel a strange tingling sensation in your tongue. It is so overwhelming, a spreading, sweltering heat...you can't help but pant like a bitch in heat. Suddenly, a thick, pale, creamy drop of cum falls from the tip of your tongue and into Jaime's vial. "Fuck me! You learned how to expunge?! That's an advanced technique! Who taught you that?!"

You shrug and wonder if your crash course in cum catching might have kicked your unnatural instincts into overdrive. Jamie looks almost wary of you. "So, uhm we also need the cum of a virgin human woman, the cum of a minotaur, the cum of an ogre, and the essence of a slime." You give him a dirty look, suspecting he is just making a list of creatures he fantasizes about fucking you. He turns the page around and you see it all there in black and white.

It's a daunting list, but it feels a lot less impossible than it would this morning. Your next class starts soon, and it's all about seducing women. Maybe you'll have an uncharacteristic run of good luck and you can get an ingredient there. Then you just need to have an especially "filling" lunch and you can get the potion before nude shifting class.

You doubt it will be as easy as it sounds, and it sounds pretty fucking hard. Still, hard fucking got you into this mess so you are determined to get out of it the same way if you have to.

You rush to the next class, hoping to beat the crowd and have first choice of ladies.