HumiliSteno... Embarassed Attraction

You could piece together the glyph work, while it was a custom spell the components were all there fused to your flesh. At the core was a curse, one designed to feed off of your feelings and emotions, the smaller details were those of humiliation, shame, and embarrassment, linked to Arousal... that part scared you. You mentor had tied those feelings to your arousal! Meaning when in your worst moments you'd be primed for sex regardless of what you wanted. The other component to the spell was the charm if your feelings were the fuel this part of the glyph was the effect.

The glamour was again Arousal and attraction, you were going to be a magnet for degredation, the worse it got the more these people attracted to you would want you! That was a scary thing, the third portion was direction tied to your magic and time... this part was confusing... but you recognized it was a timer of sorts... reset by... OH fuck! Sex! If you didn't have some form of sex every six hours your magic would stop working!!

This was a wicked curse, Miss Vight wasn't letting you off easily it seemed. You're eyes still exploring the tattoo for the way out of this curse but there was no counter spell or release glyph... well at least not where you could see. There was likely one where you couldn't see, but you didn't have time to search your entire body.

"H-hello ma'am... wait... John! What the hell happened to you?" OH god! You're naked staring at you Feminized body in the mirror and now someone had caught you. Shame and fear filling you up the arcane tramp-stamp glowing now while turning to face the familiar voice.

Who was it?

-Edgar your friend and militia archer, your very best friend.

-Helena, a mercenary and frequent customer and you owe her money

-Lord Delecoix a shady nobleman and mystic, he's been showing a strange interest in you.

-Lilean Vry, druid and ingredient supplier... close friend.