Sid looked down at Evelise, who was struggling to pull her pants back on, her face pale with shame and rage. He looked at Oshan, who was actively collapsing into chemical driven self gratification right by the entrance.
The situation had just escalated from a terrible, regrettable accident to a full blown chemical crisis.
Sid stood frozen at the top of the basement stairs, his mind racing as he took in the horrifying scene before him. Oshan, his loyal and stoic protector, was now a writhing mess against the floor, completely consumed by the aphrodisiac smoke that had escaped from below. Her massive hands worked feverishly between her legs, tears of frustration streaming down her face as she desperately sought release.
"Master..." Oshan moaned, her voice barely recognizable. "The heat... it's too much... I can't..."
