With a loud groan, Thalya woke up from her slumber, feeling extremely dizzy, she tried to gather her thoughts, remembering what has happened.
"Lyra?" she called out, searching for her apprentice, the miasma is gone, but the musky, arousal inducing scent returned, and the effects already took hold on Thalya, her still human dick erect, her face was red and she was sweating. "Lyra if this is some joke, it's not funny!" she shouted, before looking around, searching every corner of the cellar, but finding no trace of Lyra. She was alone.
She laid near a wall, what was she gonna do? She was constantly aroused, her erection slowed down her movement, she felt like she was about to give up, but then she shook her head. No, Lyra wouldn't want her to give up, she would want her to keep on going forward. Thalya remembered what the kobold told her, her 'master' doesn't kill, her 'master' corrupts adventurers into servants, who only know nothing but pleasure and sex. Even if Lyra was turned into one of those creatures, she would still welcome her with open arms.
Thalya got up, and looked for the backpack she and Lyra took during their adventure, it was gone, leaving her without food, water or a spot to sleep on. She felt thirsty and weak, she had no clean source of water to drink from, excluding the kegs filled with the weird chemicals around her, she had the feeling that each one would make her condition worse, but maybe, maybe if she drank a small amount, then it wouldn't have made such a large change, right.
Thalya looked around at each keg, it only had a small label with the name of the substance, and no additional information whatsoever, eventually choosing to...