The potion shop + story

Commission for Pokefan482

It was a warm Thursday afternoon in early September, with a light breeze and only a few scattered clouds. A new semester had just started, and you were here for your first year at Felitram University. You had just gotten done with classes, and you had decided to investigate a rumor you had heard during the day. Apparently, one of the librarians at the university library ran a potion shop a couple of streets down, and the stuff she sold was the real deal. You’d heard several stories of the wild parties that happened on campus for only a few gold worth of her stock.

As you hop off the bus in the shopping district, a modest storefront with a sign proclaiming “Mystic Brews” caught your eye just a bit down the street. This was presumably the destination of your journey, now only a brief trek away. On the short bus ride over here, you had been pondering what to get. Your scholarship was paying for your tuition, and you had a bit of savings, but textbooks were expensive, and you hadn’t found a job opening just yet. Not quite decided even now at the bus stop, you figured you could simply check out her stock and see what was in your price range.

As you walked up to the door, the sun was just starting to set behind the ridges of the Rezi Peaks. With the horizon so much higher than average, it happened a little earlier than you were used to, but it bathed the world around you in a wonderful orange glow, so you were not complaining in the slightest. Plus, the sooner it got dark, the sooner parties could get properly started. Pulling the door open, you are greeted by a rather tall bovine lady behind the counter. “Hiya! See anything you like?” she says, with a small wave and a gesture to her stock, all neatly arranged on shelves behind her. “I’ve got energy and mana potions if you’ve got a long night ahead of you, I’ve got love and lust potions if you want to have a long night ahead of you, and I’ve even got some hyper and macro potions if you want to feel the long night stretch out ahead of you! I’ve got a little bit of everything!”

You are momentarily taken aback by her brazen sales pitch, but you quickly recover. You’ve found Felitram to be a little more sex-positive than you’re used to back home, but perhaps it makes sense in a college town where hyper and macro furs are not unheard of. Heck, one of your classmates wears mid-grade compression tech, and not a day had gone by where you hadn’t at least passingly wondered about their full size. Snapping back to the present, you inquired if she had anything to boost… productivity? Your momentary hesitation before finishing the question told her all she needed to know. Apart from one thing:

“Bust or balls?” You froze, looking at her. You didn’t even have… “I have a couple of elixirs I could sell you to give you the missing equipment, dear. And it’d be cheaper than buying them individually! Heck, I’ve even got the permanent stuff if you’re having trouble with that sort of thing! Those are a bit more expensive though. Have to get the Estro Root imported, it just won’t grow in this climate. The temp stuff I can sell for real cheap though. I source my ingredients locally!”

You had always felt decently comfortable with your gender, but you had always made it a point to try new things. So you asked for a bottle of “the temp stuff,” as she put it, and a productivity enhancer for both equipment sets. You wouldn’t want a brand new temporary set of equipment and not push it as far as you could while you had it, right? She handed you two small vials and a slightly larger bottle. “Three servings in that one. Sometimes it helps to try multiple times, just to be sure.” She gives you a wink. “4 Silver, please!” You pull out a single gold from your coin purse, and she slides 6 silver back to you. “Have a nice day! Do come again!” As you push open the door to head to the bus stop, you’re certain you will. As you roll one of the smaller vials in your offhand, you’re certain you will come again many, many times.