Something strange

You look at the mess you made in the throes of your alchemy-induced masturbation in amazement. Not only are there copious amounts of pearlescent cum splattered liberally across the room, far more than you would normally produce, but in places it shines with a dull gold glow, where it's mixed with traces of the powder that had been scattered by your sneeze.

You scoop up the glowing cum into a small jar from the kitchen, taking care not to touch it, just to be safe, and then clean up the remainder of the mess.