Even with her mind fogged up by beauty potions and lustful desires, Niamh could tell when her aunt was upset with her. The instant she walked inside the shop and saw Adie's expression, Niamh realized this was one of those times.
"There you are!" She huffed as she stepped around from behind the counter, sleeves rolled up and sweat upon her brow. It wasn't difficult to tell that something out of the ordinary had been happening while the trio was gone. Aside from the fact that Adie wasn't usually in the store and dressed for work this late, there was a visitor well after normal hours. A very familiar demon hunter - though she only recognized Raize thanks to their distinctive outfit. The last time she'd seen the hunter, they'd been a gruff old man - not the busty MILF currently grasping her head as she leaned over the counter.
Niamh didn't really process this, however. "Oh thank Saint Chariot's Snogging Huge Tits! Auntie, please, a friend of ours is in the shite, she needs help bad!" She rushed over and tugged at Raize's coat, drawing an ire from the huntress. "It's a demon problem! Ye can help with demon problems!"
"Oh, I'm sure your friend has plenty of demon problems," the huntress replied with a sigh. "I was nearly killed a short time ago by a whole infestation of demons and their bimbionic servants. I escaped with my life, but..." she gestured to her body. "I was left in this state."
"And I assume the same thing happened to you girls, didn't it?" Adie asked as she returned to preparing some concoction in her mortar and pestle. "If your mind is intact, my dear, could you recall any details about what happened? I can't even conceive of how an entire college party could be afflicted so quickly.
Niamh paused, glancing between her two friends currently giggling over the more phallic artifacts, then to the potions aisle, then back to her aunt. When her gaze rested back onto Adie's face, the old woman grimaced.
"Ah. I see."
Well, it explained a few things at least - and gave Adie a better idea of what she was working with. Shoving the mortar and pestle aside, she reached under the counter, emerging back up with a set of what looked like throat drops. A swirling incantation later, and sparks showered the drops, causing them to shift to a grey color before she handed one to Niamh. "Girls, please come try these!" she called over Anna and Bimbo Terri, who eagerly grabbed a couple each and swallowed them.
The effects, thankfully, were fast-acting. The glossiness in the eyes of Terri and Niamh rapidly gave way to clarity, as the magic within the drops provided a respite for their mental fog. Both girls were quickly grimacing - though Adie was more confused than anything else as she watched Anna stuff down candy after candy without experiencing any similiar effects. "That's odd. With the boost, that should be able to provide relief from even the most powerful bimbofication."
"Oh, uh..." Terri cleared her throat. "She's not... she didn't take any potions, she's just... like that."
"You know I am!" Anna proclaimed her sluttiness proudly.
"Hm. Fair enough." The old woman rubbed her chin. "I'm to assume that Raize's infestation is your doing then?" The girl's reluctantly nodded. "Well, I supposed I should have expected as much. Really do need to get better charms for you, dear..." She shook her head. "But the more immediate issue: if that outbreak is thanks to my potions, it should be easy enough to whip up a cure. Niamh, please go get me some comet shavings - Terri, be a dear and go find me the crate labeled Holy Water. And you..." She glanced at Anna, sighed, and produced a very, very phallic object from underneath the counter, handing it to Anna. "Entertain yourself."
As the blonde gleefully took possession of the artifact, Terri and Niamh rushed off to collect their assigned ingridients, leaving Raize a moment to tip up her hat and speak privately with Adie. "Does something about all of this feel... familiar, to you."
"Extremely." She sighed as she started preparing another beaker. "My mother once told me that sometimes, a certain event will be avoided... but the universe will keep trying to make it occur, no matter how many times or ways you try and prevent it." She squinted while dripping some bizarre blue liquid into the beaker. "That girl... I'm not sure how I knew her name. But I did. Almost as if we've... we've met, somewhere, some place before..."
"In another time?"
"That's way of putting it." The witch shook her head. "I don't know. Something has gone wrong, somehwere along the line, I can feel it in my bones... and I worry what fate will unleash to try and correct it."