Trust the druid.

"No. It's okay," Sarah responded. She figured the sleeping potion might help her actually catch some rest instead of dwell on today's events. She considered telling the druid about the eggs the tentacles implanted in her womb, but decided against it. After all, the healing potion would surely take care of those as well. "I'll stay with her." Lynnyssea said to the druid. "I'm sorry, priestess. But your acting High Priestess forbids anyone from entering. I'm making an exception for your friend, but you can't stay," Fendoriaen said. "Don't worry. She's in good hands and you can come get her after she wakes tomorrow."

Lynnyssea responded. "Actually, I'm not a priestess of this temple. We're adventurers sheltering from the storm." The druid looked surprised. "Apologies, you were wearing the robes so I assumed. In that case it is even more important that you leave. I don't want to endanger your stay here. The acting High Priestess might throw you out. She was very clear about not letting anybody into the healing centre."

Lynnyssea nodded in understanding. She looked towards Sarah. "I'll come get you in the morning. Rest. You're in good hands." She walked over to her friend, who was sitting on the bed and gave her a short hug, before turning and leaving the room. "I'll be right back with the medicine. Just lie down on the bed for me," Fendoriaen said as he also left the room.

Sarah suddenly felt very cold and very alone. Her hand subconsciously went to her belly as she laid down. She was caressing it, enjoying the warm feeling spreading from the center. She waited for the druid to return. After a few minutes he did, carring two bottles and a jar. "Here we go." He said as he put the bottles on the desk. "This salve will help heal those nasty marks." He moved towards Sarah as he put some of the salve on his hand. He extended it towards her leg and she pulled it back suddenly.

"I'm sorry," Fendoriaen said. "I understand you went through something rough. If you'd rather apply the salve yourself, I understand." Sarah nodded and replied "Thanks..." The druid gave her a warm smile. "When you are done, drink both the potions. First the healing draught. That's the red one in the square bottle. Then drink the sleeping draught. Make sure to finish both of them. I'll check on you when you're asleep. Oh and don't forget to pull the blankets up first and then drink the potion. It acts rather quickly."

Sarah nodded in understanding as Fendoriaen left the room, closing the door behind him. She took the ointment and started rubbing it on her sore spots. It made her skin tingle. It also spread a warm feeling around the spots she applied it to. She rubbed her limbs first, then her neck and after that her chest. She spent a little more time on her breasts than needed as she enjoyed the feeling the ointment gave her.

She then reached her pussy and ass. Even though the tentacles had been well-lubricated, the thorough pounding they gave her poor holes left them sensistive. She spread the salve around her nether lips and her puckered asshole. She gasped as a shot of pleasure shot through her when she brushed over her clit. Deciding the inside of her pussy and ass could use some of the soothing medicine too, she covered her fingers in it and started inserting them inside.

Quickly the pleasure rose, as she fingered her cunt and asshole. She quickly forgot about applying the medicine, putting two more fingers in her needy pussy and one of her tight butthole. She moved them in tandem as she spread the thick cream along the walls of her holes. There may have been some lingering uncomfort from the tentacles, but that was quickly drawn out by the numbing effects of the salve. Only pleasure remained as Sarah quickly reached her peak.

Her body shivered and her fingers felt her cunt and asshole clench around them. Waves of pleasure radiated through her body as her eyes rolled back. She was lost in an amazing orgasm for what seemed like minutes. But eventually she came back down to Azeroth. She looked at herself. 'Gods. What is wrong with me? I just got **** and impreganted by tentacles and I fucking masturbate?,' she thought.

Figuring that a good night's rest was probably the best option right now she grabbed the two potions from the desk next to her bed. She popped the cork on both of them. First she chugged the bitter red healing potion. She coughed at the taste as she finished it. 'Why are healing potions always so disgusting?, ' she thought. 'You'd think it be easy enough to make them taste like stawberries.'

Sarah remembered Fendoriaen's words as she pulled the covers to her neck, before bringing the second potion to her lips. This one had a different, sweeter taste. It smelled of lotus flowers. She downed the second potion and barely had time to put the empty vial back on the desk as she felt herself getting drowsy. It took little time for the warlock's eyes to shut as her breathing slowed and she went into a deep sleep.