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“Nevermind, I can do this myself!” You say as you try to clear your mind. You dump the corrupted potion and start over again. First, you need one leola root. Then, a cup of water. Grind the root into a powder...
Mystic watches as you pick up five leola roots, a cup of vinegar, and then begin to chop the roots up and add them into the mixture. You turn to face the orca once the potion is finished.
“See? This will solve all my problems!” You proclaim before drinking it triumphantly.
Your eyes glow brighter and a dark aura surrounds you. Purple flames consume your hands, a fire of magical energy which doesn't burn.
“This vitality potion well let me tap into magic at will! So, since I no longer need a potion tester, I'll have to think of a new use for you,” You say with an evil grin. Mystic tries to back away but you catch up to him in only a few strides.
“Don't worry, a part of me still doesn't want to hurt you,” You say, not quite reassuringly, “In fact, I think you'll enjoy a few fertility enhancements...”
You place your hands on Mystic's shoulders and the purple energy begins to seep into and corrupt the orca's body. His black and white skin pattern begins to distort, blotches of white taking over and patches of black sprouting everywhere. His muzzle pushes out and fattens as small horns push out of his head. His shirt tears down the middle as growing breasts force their way out, followed shortly after by a bulbous udder growing out of his groin and decimating his pants. He slumps to his knees, overwhelmed by sensation as milk starts to pool at his legs, leaking from his enormous udder and squirting from his breasts. His hands reach for his stomach as it grows absurdly round, helplessly trying to restrain himself.
“Congratulations, you're going to be a mother,” You say gleefully, “Of course, I don't need any little whales running around in here so a few other changes were necessary.”
Mystic is still too overwhelmed to respond and simply pants on the floor.
“Besides, if I ever do need to brew a potion again, I never have to worry about acquiring any dairy ingredients again!”