This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder Than Expected

4.16 Obvious Reagent

4.16 Obvious Reagent

“As an additive, you said?” Sabina asked, intrigued. “Just yours?”

“Just mine?”

“Just your semen? How was it worded?”

Zoey paused. Naturally, she’d broached the subject of her newest skill with her alchemy tutor, and this was the exact reason why. As the expert, she’d easily be able to identify uses or quirks of her skills. And sure, Rosalie and Delta had made it clear keeping her class a secret was the standard, but Zoey didn’t care much for ‘the standard’, at this point.

Though, Zoey felt a bit embarrassed about the obvious deduction Sabina had made. “The exact wording was, sexual fluids can be used to amplify potions in various ways. So based on that, you think it works with anyones?”

“And various sexual fluids,” Sabina said. “Not just semen. Though that would clearly be the easiest to collect.”

Zoey nodded. Then, grimaced. “I’m not particularly keen on ... collecting from a man.”

“Only interested in women. Yes, I inferred that. Fortunately, it isn’t a problem.”

“It ... isn’t?”

“I apologize if you were looking forward to discovering this yourself,” Sabina said, “or perhaps with me, but I was too curious to not do my own experiments. I discovered something, last night.”

That had a promising sound to it. “Okay?”

“Your semen is clearly a potent magical fluid,” Sabina said, smoothly, in that same evenness that Zoey found a combination of amusing and impressive, considering the topic. “Hence, not just as a base, I did some experiments with it as a reagent.”

“A reagent.” Zoey adjusted to that. She still didn’t know where Sabina was going. “And ...” If Sabina said it solved the problem of Zoey not wanting to collect sexual fluids from men ... for new novels

No way?

“Nine inches,” Zoey grinned. “Was that fun?”

“I didn’t experiment with it in the way you’re assuming,” Sabina said. “I found the sensations too ... new ... to enjoy. Perhaps with some adjustment.”

Zoey worried for a moment that she’d overstepped by implying otherwise, but Sabina was, of course, unruffled. Still, Zoey had known Sabina preferred ‘giving’ than ‘receiving’, so it made sense she hadn’t gone crazy with her experiments. Probably should have assumed it.

“What happens if I drink it, though?” Zoey found herself asking.

Sabina paused. She clearly hadn’t considered it. While a thorough scientist, she was still human—she didn’t always consider every possibility. Here and there, a possibility would slip her mind. “Hm,” she said. “I imagine nothing? I postulate that for men, they’d grow their missing part. But you? You already have both.”

Zoey blinked at the first half of that statement, but brushed past it to the second. “Maybe I get two?”

“I suppose it’s not impossible,” Sabina said. “I think it more likely it would simply fizzle.”

It was hard to say which won out—Zoey’s experience in her class’s lewd interactions, or Sabina’s vast expertise. Probably the second, honestly. It would be way too lucky to get two amazing effects from one potion.

“But moving along,” Sabina said. “We’ll experiment with your new skill shortly, but we have a preliminary task to handle.”

Zoey’s heart skipped a beat.

“I hope you studied the suggested material,” Sabina said coolly, “because as I informed you, your reward depends on your performance.”

“I tried to.” She generally didn’t like making excuses, but in her case, they were pretty relevant. “I’m busy. And last night was, uh. I didn’t have time to study.” Then, because she wasn’t wholly a bad student, “but I squeezed it in where I could. I really am trying my hardest. Just ... lots of things pulling me in lots of directions.”

“That’s reasonable,” Sabina said. “And I suspected as much.” She approached Zoey, and Zoey’s eyes widened. Sabina was one of the rare women taller than her, and combined with her antlers, she towered. More than her height, even, it was her personality, which while not dominant in the traditional sense, had an equal presence. Stalwart, collected, immutable. “But just because I understand, doesn’t mean I lower my standards. You’ll find the quiz difficult.” She cupped Zoey’s chin, tilting her head up. “If you get all ten questions right, well ...” A hint of a smile. “I’m sure you can guess what the final reward is.”

Letting go of Zoey and turning, headed for the main storefront, she continued, “But the lesser rewards. You might enjoy those, too. Come. Our time is limited. Best to be quick about things.”

Heart galloping, a stupid grin on her face, Zoey trailed after.