Brewing with Helga

"Oh, so Shade's Kiss can also be used to treat burns? I never considered that the plant could have soothing properties at all, honestly," Kazex admitted from his stool next to a workbench in Helga's laboratory.

The redhead, who was measuring the quantities of some ingredients, nodded animatedly. "Yes, it's a little-known property of the plant because everyone tends to focus on the poisonous ones," she said with a roll of her eyes. "However, if you boil it at high enough temperature, those burn away and you're left with a perfect reagent for treating fire-based burns."

"Impressive. How did you learn of it?" Kazex asked with interest.

"Thank you, I was as surprised as you are now when I was told. An old herbalist from one of the villages showed me that particular secret. There's much one can learn from such people: their knowledge comes from decades of experience, as well as trial and error."

It had come as a shock to Kazex when Helga had awkwardly asked him one day if he'd like to help her with brewing some of her potions, but he'd recovered quickly, agreeing without hesitation. It was another possible chance to test the limits of his **** collar and he'd get to see Helga's own skills in the laboratory, which was no small thing in his opinion. It was a bit surprising that she'd let him inside her private laboratory and let him help when she'd been adamant he wasn't supposed to clean it or her personal chambers, but he supposed the few days they'd lived together had eased her concerns on whether he'd try something and was now amenable to letting him visit the laboratory... though only when she was inside as well.

The arrangement suited him just fine, however, so he had no complains in that regard.

He'd quickly noticed that Helga's dresses and robes accentuated quite nicely her shapely figure. More than once, he'd spotted from the corner of his eyes how her bountiful breasts bounced after a sudden movement from the witch, enticing Kazex to levels previously unknown to him with the realization that she didn't seem to wear anything at all in the way of undergarments to support and hold her breasts. How he wanted to rip apart that single flimsy layer of cloth and acquire the prize underneath, ravishing the redhead's body until the only thing she could do was moan his name while begging for more.

Then, he couldn't help but consider whether Helga didn't wear anything to cover her nether regions as well and he had to use all his willpower to avoid gasping from the very sudden, powerful reaction his cock had to the unbidden thought.

Spirits...

He truly was a glutton for **** lately. Subtly adjusting his leather pants so that the raging erection afflicting him wasn't as noticeable as before, Kazex turned to his own workbench with the hope that mindless work would cool him down. Fantasizing about the things he'd do to Helga -eventually!- was fine but if she spotted it, he'd probably be in for a couple of very awkward days. Better to leave it for the night or for when he was completely alone.

A sudden loud clattering brought him out of his musings as Helga cursed. "Damn this stupid pestle..."

Turning with a bored look to glance at whatever had happened, Kazex immediately froze as he watched Helga stretched over her workbench while trying to grab her pestle, which had rolled all the way to the other side, being just an inch out of reach. But that wasn't really very important, the only thing that mattered was how Helga's ass was pushed upwards in such position, reaffirming the size and roundness of it. He hadn't given her ass much thought until now, and it had been clearly a mistake if one was to go by the divine sight in front of Kazex.

Stretched as she was over the table, Helga's ass looked to be twin mounds of flesh big enough to be groped and ample enough for the fingers of the hands to sink in and leave marks on the skin. The worst thing of all was that her wiggling as she tried to grab the pestle just made it shudder and wobble. It wasn't much, but it was noticeable enough to set Kazex's lust aflame.

Staring dazedly at her ass, all coherent thoughts fled from Kazex, who could only think of ramming himself deep into her ass, not stopping for anything in the world until he spilled all his seed inside her bowels. Spanking that delicious pale flesh and pulling on her hair as he harshly fucked her in the middle of her cries of passion...

With his cock having turned into an unmovable stiff rod from all the blood flowing into it, Kazex hopped down from his stool, drunk on his lust haze as his eyes gleamed with the determination to finally stake his claim on Helga's body.

Unfortunately, it was not to be.

"Aha, I got it!" exclaimed Helga in triumph before standing up and glancing at Kazex, who was working on the other workbench as if he hadn't noticed her moment of clumsiness.

"Hm sorry, did you say something? I must've gotten distracted there for a moment."

"Ah, nothing... Say, are you alright? You look rather flushed, Kazex," the redhead mentioned before growing concerned. "Make sure you don't inhale any toxic fumes, alright? I'm sure you already know that, but it never hurts to hear it again."

"Yes, of course. Basic safety precautions, right?" he joked with a slightly strained laugh as he swiveled a little more on his stool to continue working and hide his erection.

'Damnit, that was too close for comfort! I think she didn't see my raging hard-on, though.'

Kazex didn't take long in claiming he was done for the day and fleeing the laboratory as inconspicuously as he could after that. The goblin was sure that night would be filled with plenty of wet dreams starring Helga.