“Winona, I’m fine,” you claim, “You can put me down.”
“And have you knocking the house down just by taking a step?” Winona barked, “Nuh-uh! We’re taking you straight to the doctor!”
“You mean witch doctor?” you asked.
“Why, Mandisa Imhotep of course,” the wolf girl explains, “Frankie said she’d be in the library. We’re almost there, so don’t worry yourself too much.”
Winona takes you through a set of ornate double doors into a rather large library. The place is two stories tall and packed wall to wall with all manner of ancient tomes and magic books. Curiously enough there’s also a few shelves dedicated to manga and comic books and stuff like that.
“Yeah, those comics are mostly mine,” Winona explained, “but I kinda just let anyone read them. The Mistress of the house has tons of old books going back a few centuries, and most of them are magical. I can’t make heads or tails out of most of them, honestly. Oh, there she is!”
Winona carried you over to a girl who looked like her skin was made of bandages. She had silky chocolate colored hair that ran down her back and wore an Egyptian circlet around her head. She seemed to be the most pear shaped woman in the house, with the widest hips you’ve ever seen in your entire life. They seemed disproportionate compared to the rest of her sleek and slender body. She was leaning against a desk, thumbing through a book of some kind.
“No no no,” the mummy muttered, “That ritual isn’t in here, either. Where did I last see it…”
“Heya Mandy?” Winona approached the mummy girl, “We got a situation over here.”
“In the name of Horus,” the mummy groaned, “What is it, wolf girl? Cannot you see that I’m busy? I must find that Pharaoh Summoning ritual!”
“We got a medical situation here,” Winona clarified, making Mandy flip on a dime.
“By Osiris! My healing magic is of requirement once more? Fantastic! What is the situation, Winona?” That’s when she saw you in the werewolf’s arms. “Who… Winona, what in Ra’s name is going on?”
“This is Wyatt, our new roommate,” Winona explained, “He got a pool full of invigorating potion on him and now he breaks the floor with every step.”
“That Welma at it again?” Mandy asked, “Unfortunately I can’t remove the potion from his body. However, I do have a ritual that can redirect it into one part of the body! Quick, lay him on the table!” The table was quickly cleared and your body was laid upon it. “Now Wyatt, do not move a muscle until the ritual is complete. If you do you’ll shatter the table.”
“Understood,” you reply, “I won’t move.”
“Now then,” the mummy produced a bunch of different oils and herbs, “Let me perform the Redistribution Ritual!” The mummy ripped your shirt off and proceeded to rub your body with the incense oils and salves. She started burning the herbs and chanting something in ancient Egyptian as your body began to glow bright pink. The light started to travel along the length of your body as it all coalesced into one place. That one place turned out to be your crotch as your dick and nuts began to grow and swell until it looked like you were smuggling a grapefruit in your pants.
“Jeezus, Mandy,” Winona rolled her eyes, “You just couldn’t help yourself, huh?”
“I take no offense to that comment,” the mummy girl said, “I have improved him, you see? He is now the perfect love machine!”
“I’m what?” you gape at the mummy doctor, “Are you some kind of pervert?”
“Perhaps,” Mandy shrugged, “And my full name is Mandisa Imhotep, if you must know. Pleasure to meet you.”