In a magic shop

You realize you’re in a large shop, with a brown-haired woman staring down at you.

“Hello there,” Anya says. “I thought we could have some fun. Vengeance demon fun.”

She sits herself down on your midriff and leans towards you. “Make a wish.”

You look at the sexy girl sitting on top of you, and as you begin to formulate wishes in your mind, all of them involving less clothing, she slaps you in the face.

“I may not be a vengeance demon anymore, {if@ Male==true}mister{else}sister{endif}, but I know what you were thinking. Just because this place is called the Magic Box, you shouldn't get any porny ideas. Time for some vengeance, methinks.”

She gets back to her feet, and starts looking at the shop's shelves. "You've forfeited your wish, by the way," she tells you. "Maybe later I'll reconsider, but now it's time for my wish." She grabs a blue vial off one of the shelves, and walks back to you.

Kneeling down on the floor, she grabs hold of your head, lifting it up, and resting her hand beneath it. "Now drink this, like a good {if@ Male==true}boy{else}girl{endif},"

You see weird blue smoke rising from the vial, and keep your mouth closed.

"Take your medicine," she orders, as her fingers pinch your nostrils closed. As you open your mouth for air, she pours the blue liquid in, then places her hand over your mouth, keeping it closed till you've swallowed every drop.

"Do you like magic?" Anya asks, as you start to feel really strange, and then the blue liquid starts to take effect.

"Oh, did I not tell you what potion it was?" Anya asks, and then gives a sadistic laugh.