For Cathy to test something

“Persuasion might be the wrong word,” Kara said, looking somewhat enigmatic, “perhaps it’s better if we talk in the terms of good turns. You do a little something for me, and I’ll do a little for something for you in return, letting you see Perrima straight away.”

“And what sort of favour would I be doing you, then?” Cathy asked, hoping that it had something to do with the blonde shop-girl’s nubile young body.

“We have a new potion that Perrima whipped together the other day. If it works like it should, then it’ll most likely make us a lot of gold, but we need someone to try it out before we start selling it.” Kara told Cathy, her gaze repeatedly being drawn to the plant-cock which still stood out from the redhead’s labia.

“And you want me to try it? That’s sounds like too much of a hassle, maybe I’ll just wait until your boss is no longer preoccupied.” Cathy replied, mentally commanding her cock to turn back into its seed form, so that she could close her pants again.

“It will be several hours until she’s free to see you, and it’s not like there’s any danger involved in testing the potion. Or no great danger, at least.”

“If there’s nothing inherently dangerous about trying your mistress’ latest brew-up, then why don’t you do it?” Cathy asked Kara.

“Because if it works, it’ll probably take me an hour or so to get back into a state where I can do my job again, and somebody has to look after the customers. And besides, just knowing that you were trying it out would be fun.” There was a certain degree of lewdness to how Kara articulated that last sentence, the blonde woman having shifted her gaze up from Cathy’s now concealed cunt to her large breasts.

“Fine,” Cathy said, after considering her options for a few seconds, “I’ll do it.”
“Good,” Kara replied, “then follow me.”

Kara led Cathy into the back of the house, and then down a narrow staircase into a stone-walled cellar, where the two had soon entered a large room that was filled with sturdy-looking wooden tables on which pots, vials, jars, tools and diverse ingredients were placed. Bookcases were lined up along the walls, either containing thick tomes or filled containers.

Standing by one of the tables was a woman with jet-black hair and unusually pale skin which caused her to be one of the few people whom Cathy had met that could actually be said to literally be white.

“Sholeh,” Kara spoke to the pale woman, “this is Cathy, who has volunteered to try out the latest fruits of your and mistress Perrima’s conjurations.

“Really?” Sholeh said back, turning to get a good look at Cathy.

“Alright,” she said with a smile, having quickly scrutinized the redhead’s curvaceous shape, “she’ll fit nicely.”

Sholeh herself wasn’t exactly unwomanly in her build, Cathy noticed, even if the pale woman did her best to hide her generous curves and her ample chest under a thick grey robe.

“Good, then I’ll you two to it.” Kara said, and turned to Cathy and wishing her “Good luck!”

After Kara had left the room, Sholeh walked over to one of the nearby bookcases and grabbed a bottle.

“I think it’s better if you strip naked before tasting this.” She said to Cathy.
“Why don’t you do the same?” Cathy found herself asking, while she once again undid her pants and revealed her hairless cunt.