“Ooohh, Alefather's bushy beer-soggy beard!" Uli chuckled, rubbing his rough hands together in anticipation and breathing hard at the mere thought.

“Twelve hours of brutal elf-pounding.., That sounds heavenly!"

“Uli, seriously," Jadrik went on, trying to meet the dwarf's dreamy, lecherous gaze, “listen to me now, this is the most important part: under no circumstances should the two potions be administered together. Don't even think of dosing this elf blondie with both the knockout and the aphrodisiac juice, alright? Death will be the least that could happen to her. Is that clear?"

“Aye, lad, sure thing. No mixing, I got it," the dwarf said, waving his beefy hand dismissively before giving the warlock a friendly punch on the arm that made Jadrik stumble to the side and winch in genuine pain.

“Thanks a lot for these, by the way. I'll repay ye with a detailed account afterward, eh?" the dwarf rumbled, letting out a booming Laugh.

“Yeah, that's nice," Jadrik murmured, hardly sure that Uli appreciated the seriousness of his warnings about the potions.

“Just don't give her too much of either, and absolutely don't give her both potions at the same time. It's very..."

“Well, time to go then!" Uli excitedly interrupted Jadrik, already charging to the door as fast as his short legs allowed.

“Off to stretch out some pointy-eared pussy! Hooraaaaa

As the door slammed shut and the dwarf's stomping steps faded away as he rushed downstairs and out of the inn, Jadrik let out a long-drawn-out sigh.

“I should really focus on my alchemy one of these days. There's got to be a way to remove the side effects and potentially deadly drawbacks from these things somehow..

Shrugging his shoulder, taking another gulp from his rejuvenating flask, Jadrik didn't bother to get dressed before collapsing on the chair, hardly caring about the puddle of Miry's pussy juices glinting on the seat.

For a moment he was annoyed by the uncomfortable feel of that simple piece of furniture under his naked body: it was so angular and hostile compared to the plush comfy armchair back in his study. As soon as he turned to the bed though, the vision of Miry kneeling behind Shayla's plump bubble-butt and the faint sound of her gentle yet persistent licking drew his undivided attention.

The beauty of the wizardess's voluptuous sleeping body was a sight for sore eyes in itself, but the presence of the slim tavern girl's face wedged in the crack of Shayla‘'s sumptuous round ass added a debauched hue to the whole picture that made Jadrik's wilting cock pulse with a fleeting jolt of life.

For a while, the warlock just sat there and drank his revitalizing tonic, his eyes glued to Miry's hungry tongue flicking avidly back and forth between Shayla's tender, cum-smeared sphincter and her puffy, seed-glossy labia. As rivulets of sperm kept oozing from the wizardess's gaping but slowly closing asshole and her well-plowed slit, the tavern girl dipped her face alternatingly in both orifices, attempting to catch all the overflowing ejaculate that leaked out of Shayla's unplugged holes.

The continuous streams of seed escaping the wizardess's body had petered out to thin dribbles from her swollen pussy and her winking rosebud when, finally, Miry raised her face from Shayla's slippery butt-crevice and met Jadrik's intense brown eyes.

"I wanna be like her," the tavern girl blurted out. Her eyes were big and shiny, her lips and chin and cheeks thoroughly glazed with cum, her face wet and smeared with gooey dollops all over.

"I wanna be as big a slut as she is. This is what I want to be, someday.

Jadrik chuckled at that, nodding.

“Sure, why not... I'd say you have the talent and the enthusiasm already. You're clearly headed in the right direction, Miry, seeing as you have no problem sucking the seed of two strangers out of a third stranger's pussy and asshole like a good Little cums Lut."

"Thank you!" Miry beamed, genuinely glad to hear the warlock say all that.

"I wouldn't call you strangers, though," she quipped with an impish grin, “I mean, you're clients after all!"

"Right," Jadrik conceded with a snicker, “silly me, I guess."

With a devilish smile on her cum-glossy lips, Miry dipped her head down into the puddle of overflown seed and pussy nectar that had formed on the sheets under Shayla's crotch. Confirming the warlock's assessment about her chances to become a major slut, driven by the lascivious need to sate her unquenchable thirst for sperm, Miry messily sucked up a big squishy mouthful of those mixed juices before turning once again to the wizardess's semen-dripping holes.