Visitations @Visitations
As I stood at my workstation within the laboratory, surrounded by the hum of machinery and the soft glow of neon lights, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement wash over me. I was an apprentice here, tasked with helping to create the most exquisite elixirs using the rare, glowing flowers that grew outside in the darkness. My name is Infusia_i, and I'm just eighteen years old, still learning the intricacies of this ancient art.
I had always been drawn to the mystical properties of these plants, and I spent countless hours poring over dusty tomes in my quest for knowledge. And now, here I was, helping to craft potions that would grant incredible powers to those who drank them. My mentor, a wise woman named Elara, had taken me under her wing, teaching me everything she knew about the flowers and their unique properties.
As I carefully mixed the ingredients together, my hands moved with a sense of precision and purpose. But beneath my focus, a different kind of excitement was building within me. It started as a flutter in my chest, spreading outward until it filled my entire body. My nipples grew hard beneath my bodysuit, and I felt myself growing wet between my legs. It was a sensation both thrilling and unsettling, but I couldn't deny the way it made me feel alive.
I reached up to adjust the glasses perched on the end of my nose, feeling the soft plastic frame dig into my skin as I did so.
