Get the doses from Miss Wormwood and give it a try

The next day, you meet Miss Wormwood to receive the help she promised.

"This one is for you, Eric," the Nurse says. "Drink it now."

Obediently, you tip up the dram of green liquid. It's bitter and herbal and tingles warmly as it goes down.

"For your dose to work best," she says. "you should refrain from emission of seed for the rest of today, and until your time with Dorothy."

The green snakes she has in place of hair all nod together for emphasis.

"Yes, Miss Wormwood," you say. You don't think that will be any trouble. Well, not much trouble, if you can arrange with Dorothy for tomorrow or the next day.

"You may notice some swelling," Miss Wormwood says. "That is to be expected, and will pass after you deliver your seed to Dorothy. You may wish to bathe and dress alone if you are uncomfortable with how it looks. Now this one is for Dorothy," she says, handing you a squat, stoppered bottle about the size of your two fists put together. Her deep-set eyes glitter. "If all goes well, perhaps your member shall be the messenger of fertility to, let us say, other hungry wombs." Her thin lips stretch in a smile and her eyes narrow with anticipation. Her snakes' tongues flicker with excitement.

"Thank you, Miss Wormwood," you say. You wonder who else she's thinking of, other hungry wombs, and feel your cheeks and ears flush with warmth.

"For best effect, Dorothy should drink hers immediately after you couple," Miss Wormwood says. "Though it should be effective within a day either way. Now run along, Eric."

"Yes, Miss Wormwood," you say.

She has that smile on her lips as you turn to go.

Roll +DILIGENCE(+2) to ENCOUNTER Dorothy the Porter and arrange to HAVE SEX. On a 7+, roll +DILIGENCE(+2) to HAVE SEX, and +CUNNING(+4 with Miss Wormwood's FAVOR) to direct your Wild Talent to make Dorothy pregnant.

⚄⚃ + 2 = 11.

She is ready and eager, take +1 Forward to HAVE SEX.

⚁⚀ + 3 = 6, Miss.

Interrupted by Ms. Sterling, DEAL WITH YOUR HANGER-ON. Choose APPEASE or PUT OFF, and roll +AMBITION(-2).

That night, you tell Ms. Sterling you're resting up for an exercise tomorrow, so you don't want to have sex tonight. Aurelia is disappointed, and surprised that you, as a first-year, have to worry about such things, but she accepts your excuse when you mention Warden Burl taking charge of testing your control over your Wild talent. You console Aurelia by intimately massaging the folds of her womanhood with your fingers and tongue until she reaches her third climax, at which point she has no more questions for you.

Early the next day, you march down to the Porter's cottage -- an old carriage house outfitted with Dorothy-scale furnishings -- and find her absent. But you hear her voice raised in song from Boarbristle's main laundry across the way.

"YES, Sonny," Dorothy tells you, only moderately loudly. "TONIGHT after SUPPER. JUST come IN." She takes Miss Wormwood's bottle. "I'll KEEP this SAFE," she says. "Don't want it to GO MISSING."

Through classes that day, you can feel a dull throb in your willy. When you walk from one class to another, or back and forth from lunch, you feel it hanging down heavier. When you visit the lavatory, you see that Miss Wormwood's caution was well-warranted. At rest, your shaft is half again as wide and long as it usually is, and your balls hang lower. The rest of the day, it feels like your balls and willy are slapping against your thighs like the clapper of a bell. It's a distracting feeling, but not really bad or good. Just a reminder with every step of your intentions this evening.

After the evening meal, you make your way back to Dorothy's cottage. Her big front door is open wide enough for you to slip through. Dorothy closes it behind you. She's wearing a loose smock and big straw sandals instead of her usual work tunic and bare feet, though she is otherwise bare below the waist except for her shaggy red bush, as usual.

"OH, SONNY," she says, trying to keep her voice low. "I'm WISHING and HOPING. Come HERE close."

Dorothy envelops you in her arms, squeezing you like the coils of a great snake before she realizes she's hugging you too tightly. She's warm and damp from the bath. A scent of flowers rises from her skin. She carries you to her bed and sits you down beside her, your feet dangling above the floor while hers rest solidly.

You and Dorothy talk about the best way to put your parts together.

"With a LAD like YOU," she says. "If I KNEEL down LOW and BEND over the EDGE of my BED, you can stand upright BEHIND me and your SWEET willy will be JUST ABOUT RIGHT."

As she talks, your willy starts pulsing and filling until it makes a prodigious tent under your brown House Beavertail robe. You haven't seen it erect yet under the influence of Miss Wormwood's potion.

"How LOVELY," she says, looking at the bulging front of your robe. "You're RISING for me. Let's DO. Yes, let's DO."

Dorothy lifts off her smock, baring her great, heavy breasts and softly rounded belly with a navel broad and deep enough to be a little drinking cup. Her own native scent, with a strong musk of womanly arousal tonight, wafts from her warm naked skin, leaving the flowery bathing scent as an undertone.

You doff your robe. Your willy is longer, broader, and harder than you've ever seen it, perhaps not a matching piece for the half-giantess' broad, deep sex, but nearly so.

"My GOODNESS," Dorothy says. "You have RISEN to the OCCASION. How WONDERFUL."

Dorothy kneels down and bends forward over her bed, her broad, muscular buttocks filling your gaze. Indeed, as Dorothy says, you can stand upright and have your willy just about right to enter Dorothy's deep, wet sex between her swollen rose-pink lips. Where Aurelia's inner lips are as broad as your fingertip is long, Dorothy's are as broad as your longest finger and visibly throbbing with each beat of her pulse.

"PLEASE come IN, ERIC," Dorothy says. "OHHHHH!"

Dorothy's sex feels warm and wonderful and just right for your magically augmented willy. You pause to savor the feelings of snug, slick warmth. But then you get a crawling sensation between your shoulder blades.

"Eric," Ms. Sterling says. "You lied to me."

Aurelia is standing behind you with her hands on her hips. Her brow is knitted into a frown.

"Didn't you think I might talk to the Warden?" she adds.

Choose INDULGE YOUR HANGER-ON (and go with Aurelia), or PUT OFF YOUR HANGER-ON (to finish with Dorothy, if you can). Roll +AMBITION(-2) in either case.