Her heart pounds in her chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she awaits the familiar's reply. For a moment, everything seems to slow down around them; the world going still as if it's holding its breath in anticipation of what comes next. Maggie feels as though she's standing on the edge of something immense and terrifying, and with each passing second, the urge to jump grows stronger.

Finally, Milana speaks. Her voice is soft, almost gentle when it reaches Maggie's ears.

Maggie takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever revelation may come next. She reaches out slowly and tentatively, placing a hand on Milana's shoulder. "Whatever it is," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper, "I'm here for you. We can figure this out together."

There's a long moment of silence before Milana finally looks up at Maggie, her eyes filled with an emotion that Maggie doesn't quite recognize. It takes her several heartbeats to realize it's gratitude.

A startled gasp leaves Maggie's lips as you take her into your mouth, sucking and licking with abandon. She clutches at your hair, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over her. Her hips buck violently against your face, seeking out more contact with your skilled tongue.

"That's it... suck..." she pants, arching her back higher as you work your magic on her aching flesh. "Oh fuck yes..."

The pleasure builds inside of her, spiraling out of control as you continue to tease and suck on her sensitive nub. Her whole body tenses, ready to explode at any second. "I'm close... I'm going to cum..." she warns, voice shaking with the effort not to lose herself in the sensation entirely.

Her hands move down between your legs, gripping your hair tightly as she pulls you off of her for a moment before guiding you back between her lips. "Suck me dry,"

A sudden surge of energy washes over Maggie as they near the entrance to the dungeon. She glances around, confused and disoriented, until she sees Rei standing a few feet away, surrounded by swirling blue mist. The familiar's features are twisted into a mask of pain as they struggle against an unseen force.

Without hesitation, Maggie drops to her knees beside them, reaching out a hand to touch the mist that surrounds Rei. "What's happening?"

The blue mist swirls around Maggie and Rei, enveloping them in its cool embrace. It feels strange but not unpleasant; in fact, it almost seems to give her a sense of strength she didn't know she possessed. As the mist clears, they find themselves standing beside each other once again, their clothes mussed and their hair floating around them like ethereal wings.

They turn to face the battlefield, the mother dragon now locked in combat with... Something else.

I roll my eyes in exasperation. "Never mind that. What did you find out?" I ask impatiently, flipping through pages of dense text.

Well, since you're obviously having trouble focusing... why don't we take a break? Maybe some fresh air will help clear our heads and make it easier to concentrate on finding that antidote.

"Yeah, sure..." You mutter under your breath as you take the mortar and pestle in hand. The herbs smell quite pleasant, a mix of earthy and floral scents that remind you of something... but you can't quite place it right now. Carefully, you begin grinding the herbs into a fine powder, trying your best not to breathe on them or touch them with any part of your body except for your hands.

Maggie's shoulders tense as she watches you work with the mortar and pestle. It's not like she doesn't trust you...but it's hard for her to be comfortable around someone who isn't what she thought she was getting. "You know," she says, her voice distant, "I think I remember reading about a potion that could enhance one's familiar bond. Maybe if we made that first..." She trails off, not meeting your gaze.

"No..." she whispers, her voice cracking as she tries to compose herself. Tears stream down her face as she struggles to comprehend what's just happened. "You can't do this... you can't..."

Maggie looks up at her teacher, her eyes pleading for help as she lies there covered in cum. "He... he did this..." she sobs, unable to bring herself to say anything else. Her body feels violated and empty once more, the pain of defeat settling like a lead weight in her chest.

Her teacher's expression turns cold as he takes in the scene before him. "Maggie," he says quietly, "I thought you had more control over your familiar than this."