It’s weird.

With Frey’s approval, I agreed to make another drink using magic for the girls to try. Diana’s curiosity was at least 80% about how the drink would taste, while the others were more interested in the effects it would have on them. That said, we agreed that it would be risky if all of them tried it at the same time, so…

“Can I ask for this as my reward?” Alice said, grinning. “I’ve always been curious about this magic stuff. I don’t mind being a test subject.”

“Of course I want to try it, too,” Diana said.

“I’ll pass,” Noelle said. “I’m already feeling a little tipsy from the one I had before.”

“And we’ve already had our turn, so if we have some and it has the effect we expect, we’ll end up cutting in line,” Sarah said.

“Alright, then it’s Alice and Diana,” Mila said.

The two girls sat down at the counter across from me, and suddenly I felt like I was on the job. Diana looked like she was about to study my every move, while Alice just looked plain excited, grinning and fidgeting.

I got to work again, but this time I doubled the quantity of everything I put into the mixer since I’d be making two negronis. I got a little worried that Diana would say I shouldn’t do it like that, but she didn’t say anything. Actually, if she was going to say anything, she’d do it after I finished.

Anyway.

As I began to stir the drink, I flipped the magic switch again, this time visualizing it as an actual switch like that of a light. Not only that, but as I imagined the magic seeping into the drink, I… began to see it. It was like purple fog coming out of my hands and mixing with the liquor. I pushed myself to not lose focus because of it, but it was difficult. I mean, it WAS a freaky sight and none of the girls seemed to see what I was seeing.

I finished pouring the drinks into rock glasses with ice and orange peels, then gently slid the glasses towards Alice and Diana with a bit of a warning.

“I… think this turned out a little different than before. Probably not drastically so, but it felt different.”

Diana picked up the glass and examined it thoroughly. She smelled it, checked the color against the light, swirled it around to check for any cloudiness.

“How does it look?” Alice asked her.

“Like it should. And smells normal, too.”

Alice breathed deeply. “Then… Shall we?”

Diana raised her glass and Alice clicked hers with it. Then the two took a tentative sip at the same time. Their eyes went wide.

“What the fuck?” Diana exclaimed, which was very weird to hear from her.

“It really IS warm despite having ice!” Alice confirmed.

“Yes, it’s all wrong.” Diana scowled at her glass. “And yet… There’s potential here. If his magic always warms a drink despite the ice, then it could enhance others like Hot Toddies, coffee drinks or an Amaro Caldo…”

“You can almost see the gears in her brain turning,” Noelle said, giggling.

“I thought Alice was the one with gears for brains,” Sarah said.

I chuckled. “They’re very alike in their passion, aren’t they?”

Alice chuckled, too. “So that’s what I sound like to all of you?”

“Most of the time, yes,” Grace told her.

“It’s endearing,” Mila said.

Alice took another sip, tasting it more thoroughly this time. “I agree, this doesn’t taste very good. It’s weird.”

“But how are you feeling? Do either of you feel anything odd?”

“Not yet,” Diana said. “But I doubt a sip is enough.”

“Really? I think… I think I’m starting to feel warm,” Alice said, putting her hand to her cheek. “Maybe it’s a placebo?”

“It could be,” Grace said.

“Does it taste so bad that you can’t finish the drink?” Sarah asked.

“No,” Diana said. “And I mean to finish it regardless. Awful or not, it’s giving me ideas.”

Alice finished another sip and smirked as she looked at me. “Well, it’s giving me ideas, too.”

“I can’t tell if it’s having an effect or if she’s just getting drunk,” Noelle said.

Oh? Diana was feeling normal, but Alice was starting to feel something. I poured the drink from the same mix, so they were basically drinking the exact same thing. What was the difference? Natural resistance to magic? Or maybe it was something simpler? Could **** tolerance have something to do with it, too? Diana could certainly drink us all under the table. But then again, I’m a lightweight and the drink didn’t have an effect on me beyond that of normal ****, so… Maybe both magic resistance and **** tolerance?

Alice began to fan her face by pulling on her white loose blouse. Her cheeks were really red and she let out a drawn out sigh.

“Is it getting too bad?” Noelle asked her.

“I’m… getting pretty hot, yeah,” Alice said. “But nothing hurts. And… Um… I’m…”

“Say it, woman,” Sarah urged.

“I’m getting really wet…” Alice admitted with an embarrassed smile, pressing her legs together.

Diana blinked, then rubbed her thighs together. “Oh.”

“Wait, you too?” Mila asked her.

“Not… quite, but I’m getting there. Wow, I’m not sure I like this…”

“Wait, you don’t?” Grace asked.

“Yeah, it’s weird and uncomfortable,” Alice said. “Or maybe more like… unnatural. I feel myself getting horny, but there’s no real stimulus. Like…” She grimaced. “Okay, I’m gonna sound like a degenerate here, but… When I see Oliver’s penis, my mouth… waters a bit.”

“Oh, so it’s not just me,” Sarah said, surprised. “Good to know.”

“That happens to me when I see him without a shirt,” Mila admitted.

Alice chuckled. “But you get it, then. Arousal comes in response to stimulus, but here… It’s like the drink is forcing the effects of arousal on me.”

I was listening with ears perked and eyes wide. This was priceless information that I was sure Frey would really put to use for us to improve this… technique. Maybe I should ask some tips from the alchemists I worked with.

But that was a matter for another time. If Alice and Diana weren’t enjoying the arousal the drink was forcing them to feel, then I’d have to do something about it.

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