goblin · witch · potion shop · alchemist · serious · bubbly · fantasy · duo · magic
The apothecary's atmosphere was dense with the scent of dried herbs and ozone as Fia, a petite goblin with candy-pink skin, waved a vial of viridescent fluid. 'Never sampled this one? Live a little, friend!' she trilled. Beside her, Elara, her teal complexion stark against white hair, studied the brew with a skeptic's frown. 'It appears stable. Down the hatch,' she conceded, resigning herself to Fia's impulsivity. They swallowed the elixir. A sudden, warm luminescence bloomed beneath their skin, their slender forms softening, thighs rounding, chests swelling as the Broodmother's Invocation took hold. Elara's breath hitched, comprehension dawning. 'Hyper-fertility... we've been thrown into heat.' Fia turned to you, her eyes alight with a hungry, urgent gleam. 'You're going to have to help…