Alric's General Store Once an alchemist's workshop.

From the outside, it looks well maintained, pleasant, and snug. Bricks and thick, hard wooden logs make up most of the building's outer structure. It's difficult to see through the curtained windows, but the clinking of glasses and boiling of water from within can be heard outside. If not seen for a trail of white and cyan blue smoke coming from a few of the pipes and the chimney of the house. With a sign hanging just above the entrance, made from finest birch wood, serving as a point of reference or destination depending on the person. Offering a variety of goods despite its recent and rather sudden change. Just below the name, it was all there, written and drawn on the sign:

Potions, ointments, salves...

As easy as it is to visit the market and spend a fortune on rare ingredients and top-quality glass. It is never certain if one of those slackers calling themselves adventurers would bother to even come over and spend their silver or their gold that they "earned rightfully" through a trip to some abandoned dungeons or ruins that were more than likely a resting place of someone's ancestors or aristocratic family.

But there were necromancers inside raising the dead! We had to intervene!

BUT DID YOU HAVE TO STEAL EVERYTHING THAT APPEARED VALUABLE!?

Ekhem.

Got a little personal there, but where was I? Ah yes. The struggles of an Alchemist.

Or rather, owner of a general store that specializes in alchemy.

See. Despite the talent, personal requests when it comes to brewing specific tinctures and specialized medicine, taxes in Montera are no joke. It is a land of opportunity but only if you have the coin.

That's why I had to adapt a little. Redesinging and repurposing one of my older workshops into the forge was difficult, not to mention the heart attack when the dwarf told me the original cost of my request. Needless to say, I was grateful Odrun was a dwarf kind enough to have a sick son I managed to help out with a potion I brewed for him. May Shalya bless his soul and keep him safe from another Crimson Rot infection. Nasty thing.

We settled on a larger workplace, both for my assistant and myself. Sacrificing two of my magazines to fit in the forge and my own laboratory. One which she would visit quite often just so we can stock up on supplies.

Yes, the idea with the General store relies heavily on her arrival. I'm quite aware of how specific I was in the requests but it simply won't work even if I were to have a true genius that had even more experience in knowledge in regards to the sacred arts of my work.

No, I needed the strong folk of the mountains, loud, strong but also honorable neighbors to the Dwarves and Orcs. Hardy folk are as famous for their horns during a charge and for the amount of milk their women can produce. None other but minotaurs, holstaurs, cow-people, and bull-people if you will.

Devoted worshipers of Shalya, goddess of life and fertility. Which fits quite nicely with the jokes you can hear at the tavern about them.

Yes, that's where my plan is going. To ensure that alongside the potions, herbs, and general supplies. I could expand on the range of goods I have to offer. With my assistant handling the forge and any requests and also resupplying me with dairy products.

It's a dangerous game, especially with the fact I haven't stated that in the contract for the job. Nor did I tell that specific detail to anyone in the guild, but it's the milk, and perhaps another fluid that I seek from the hardy Holstaur women.

It is said to have properties that would enhance my potions. It's something I wish to see for myself. That's why I'm hoping to see some hardy adult, or better yet, a mature holstaur woman that has seen her fair share of things. Ready to settle down with a forge as her main workplace, and my lab as a place of relief for her.

Course saying that upfront won't get me anywhere...But that's why I know how to make aphrodisiac and a few other things to make sure her body is willing to cooperate and produce the said milk...No?

I'm certain the creators look down at me right now. No matter what pantheon or aspect. BUT IT'S NOT LIKE THEY HAVE TO PAY TAXES IN THIS BLOODY CITY!

Now did I check on the Alembic? What's that hissing soun-

You've read all of it? Are you actually interested in this idea?

Yay.

I mean, it would be amazing if you were. The role is painfully specific but if you don't mind playing some MILF or at least some top-heavy gal...Well, all I can say is that I'm as always aiming for mix of story and smut...So while it's gonna be lewd I do imagine other activities to write about and describe. And on that note, long messages. Multi-paragraphs. If you're interested hit me up. If you doubt my writing due to the rambly nature of this post then check out the other prompts!

Feel free to tell me if you'd like to also change something! I'm not against mixing things up! Or even the idea of how he acquires her. Etc.

Though if it's up to me. Some wholesome and lewd combo would fit best. With moments where the theme changes to something more serious/realistic, dealing with taxes, plague, some disease, nothing that ends with death or misery, at least not for our characters.

Kinks: Amazonian women, either them being dominated or them dominating their partner; breeding; anal, and feet, face sitting, switch relationships, romance, cuddling, playful wrestling, sweat, pubic hair, monstrous characters, musk, giantess, small dom big sub/big dom small sub, futanari, MILF's, very curvy/well-endowed characters, mommy/big sis personality.

Not really kinks but writing preferences: Third person, multi-paragraph responses from both sides. (4-6 paragraphs minimum or more.), mutual worldbuilding.

Limits: Underage.

But that's for us to discuss. So thanks for reading and hope you have a great day!

EDIT: I would be interested in changing the idea slightly perhaps have him as a traveling alchemist, with your character as his bodyguard, that provide the "Special ingredient" to his potions. I guess I'm just looking for a bit more exploration story&smut this time. So either this variation of the idea, or other prompts (Especially the Kitsune/Oni guardian spirits, or a Giantess Royal Sentinel) are open!