"Yes master, do you Like it?"

"I feel Like a cat prowling about in the dark," he cheerfully replied as he quietly slipped over to Algra and tickled his fingers up along the orc's flanks as she regained her feet. After dodging the instinctive flying elbow that followed from the woman, he settled his lips against hers and she quickly realised that pleasant familiarity. He slipped his hand into hers and slowly led her through the dark to sit upon the bed.

“Indeed, it is a useful potion for spies and the like. People do all manner of interesting things in the dark," Valise wisely noted.

"I'LL bet they-" Gregory was immediately struck silent as he returned his gaze to the fair haired woman to see that her robe now hung Loosely over her arms to leave her shoulders and her breasts bare in the darkness.

She remained seated there, that little enigmatic smile was still offered on those wide lips of hers. He drank in the slender shape of her feminine shoulders and the beautiful curves of her breasts. Each of those smooth mounds was just a little more than a handful and peaked with a light pink nipple. He watched in the dark as those little tips pebbled before his eyes and she openly displayed herself for him. The effects of the potion rendered her in shades of blue and purple to his hungry gaze.

“Master?” Algra's voice, a hint of curiosity carried with it due to his sudden silence.

“Uh? Oh. I-er..." He initialised a quick brain reboot as he looked upon the older woman and felt his trunks suddenly become a little tighter around his member. "Sorry, Lost my train of thought there," he gave Valise a Little grin which was quickly returned at their naughty little secret. "I was going to say I bet this would really come in handy around here at night out in the jungle. I can see way more than I would have been able to with a torch."

The Little double entendre brought Valise's fingertips to her lips as she stifled a little laugh. Gregory was then left to watch as those fingertips stroked down over her chin to land upon the softness of her left breast and she lightly caressed a Little circle around her exposed nipple.

The tightness in Gregory's trunks was beginning to get uncomfortable.

“So what else have you brought to show me?" He gave Algra's shoulder an affectionate little squeeze and then left her seated upon the bed to walk back to the chair he'd put in front of Valise.

The orc was content enough to strip out of her own clothing and crawl over the furs of the bed and settle down to listen.

Valise lifted the next bottle up to him and he took it to find the glass was oddly chilled and crystal clear. The top was popped open and no scent touched his nostrils, though he suddenly got the sensation that he'd stepped outside on a snowy winter's day.

Another sip was taken and he felt the effects immediately. At first he thought he was getting very drunk and there was a vague sense of nausea before his head settled and his eyes focused. The world around him was moving as if in slow motion. His own body felt somewhat sluggish as his perception of reality was suddenly dragging its feet.

It was a strange feeling to behold but the reason for it became immediately apparent when Valise reached over to pluck an empty bottle from amongst her things. She then hurled it as hard as she could directly at Gregory's face. He saw the entire thing and thanks to it all happening at half speed he was easily able to move his hand to not only stop the Little bottle from breaking on his nose, but catch it cleanly out of the air. This was all the more impressive as he felt just how light the little thing was to hold. Even the slightest of squeezes would have shattered it, yet he'd easily snagged it from its trajectory without a hint of trouble.

It was true, his body wasn't moving any faster, but his mind definitely was. The effects of the potion didn't last very long, however and he quickly felt reality speeding back up to its normal pace once again. A shake of his head loosed the extra cobwebs that the potions had formed in his mind and he smiled down to Valise.

“That was incredible." As a martial artist, Gregory knew the applications of such a potion were downright lethal.

“I'm...I'm starting to feel a little weird though.”

“That is because you're combining the potions together. The more you drink, the more the body becomes fatigued. Here..." Valise lifted up the third bottle.

“This is a cleansing agent. It will purge the others from your body."

Gregory Looked down at the sunny yellow mixture and opened the cap to smell citrous. One sip later and the slightly dizzy feeling he'd experienced subsided along with his night vision

“Ok, so no binge drinking on the magic potions. Got it."

Valise lit a couple of candles a few moments Later and to Gregory's disappointment, he saw that her robe was neatly back in place over her shoulders. Her breasts had been nice to look upon in the darkness with those blues and violet's of the potion to colour the soft mounds. He had been looking forward to seeing her with his natural sight, however

That ivory skin and nipples that must have been a lovely shade of rosy pink would have been a very pleasant sight to behold in their dealings.

At least the tightness in his trunks would subside. Valise was just about to move to the next offering when they were interrupted by a sudden commotion outside the tent.

“Freddie! No!" Janette's voice. Gregory was on his feet and bounding out for the tent before Algra or Valise knew what was going on.