Deciding that her could not handle the moral dilemma of experimenting on the captured goblin woman, he chose to test the potion on himself first. He placed the potions in a line so as to better document them, and hoped with all his might that he pickeD one that didn’t completely incapacitate him. He was already down on his luck potions wise, but ending up as a limbless fucktoy would be much worse.
He picked the first potion in the line and popped off the cork. A musky smell wafted up from the vial, and Ty had to plug her nose as she took a swig of the foul concoction. He felt an immediate pressure on his goin as his pants exploded and fell to the ground. Something shout out from his crotch and hit the floor with a loud ‘slap’! At the same time Ty keeled over in pain as a second something landed heavily on his feet. Doubled over in pain, Ty could barely catch his breath as he attempted to regain his composure. Finally able to look up, he saw something long and tan extending from his groin. It extended all the way to the goblins in the jars, and the ones that were cognizant gasped at what they saw. The green head of it leaned, ironically enough, against the jar of the goblin with the oversized cock. Grabbing it tenderly, in shock, Ty reeled in her penis that was easily a foot longer than her diminished 2 foot stature. Looking down, the thing that had slammed into his feet were a pair of green splotched testicles roughly the size his small head.
Breathing heavily, he worried that the secondary effect might trigger and he would end up a mastubatory mess on the floor of the alchemist’s house while Steph floated outside. Luckily he seemed to be in control of his faculties, although he did feel stimulated from the rope of cock he held in his hands. However, he couldn’t stop here. He still had to save Steph and he would be damned if this would stop him.