The Potion

As you stir the concoction, you feel a strange energy building in the room. The liquid in the cauldron spins faster and faster, looking like a tornado. It begins to shimmer and shine, taking on a beautiful teal color. Suddenly, with a pop like mild thunder, a pink cloud bursts from the cauldron and envelops your face.

You drop to the floor, fully exposing your beautiful nakedness. Your nipples ache as though being nibbled by a ravenous partner, but no one is touching you. You can feel an invisible phallus penetrating your ass and pussy simultaneously, and you know that the enchantress is experiencing the same ecstasy.

You moan lewdly, screaming, "oh! My! Goddess! I'm fucking loving this orgasm!" Your juices flood the floor, mixing with the potion in the cauldron. You know in your heart that they are joining the enchantress's juices too, creating a powerful elixir of pleasure.

The enchantress fills a spritzer bottle with your juices and combines them with the potion. She tells you, "go and bring us joy!"

You step out into the glorious shining of the waning gibbous moon, feeling more alive and powerful than ever before. You are the embodiment of pleasure and joy, and you know that wherever you go, you will bring happiness to those around you.

You walk through the woods, the leaves crunching beneath your feet. You come across a group of people sitting by a fire, looking sad and dejected. You approach them and spritz the potion into the air