Now I'm going to admit that my knowledge of The Witcher universe is a little rusty - it has been awhile since I've read the books or played the games, so I hope that I won't offend people with my definite lack of knowledge. This whole prompt is mostly based on generalities, my own manipulation of facts and events and Triss Merigold (who I have a ridiculous crush on and seemed perfect for this prompt), and it's completely AU anyways - I don't want this to tie to the overall lore of the universe, this is a separate story.

That being said, this doesn't have to be about Triss and the Witcher universe - I'm open to adapt this prompt to other universes as well (only if I know it, ofc.), or make it completely alternative, create something new and fresh.

As always, potential errors, grammar mistakes ahead - English is not my native language, yadda yadda.

Also we're talking about Triss from the games here. Come on, she's way hotter.

"No!" a terrified cry rips out of her throat as a massive shockwave erupts from inside her body, tumbling over and destroying almost everything in her room. She realizes this a second later as a light pink flush her cheeks in embarrassment and hopes that this outburst did not wake up her neighbors. She lost control over magic - it was a rare occurrence, but considering the recent events...

Taking a couple of deep breaths to calm her shaking body, she steps outside and leans against the nearby wall. The gentle breeze starts soothing her after a couple of seconds as her mind starts to recall recent events.

It started a little over nine months ago. Sporadical reports about men committing crimes across the lands reached the ears of many. At first nobody bothered with them - after all, it was nothing more than another day in the office, but with the passage of time, things took a turn for the worse. Much worse.

Previously mentioned felonies committed by men increased drastically over the next days, and as it later turned out there were not your ordinary things - most of the cases included kidnapping (where victims were often young, attractive girls) that - in 99 percent of occasions - ended up with rape. Sometimes even multiple rapes performed by multiple men on one victim. These men were... wild, uncontrollable. Ruthless. According to some of the victims that lived through the never ending torment, their libido was... infinite. They were constantly horny, incredibly frustrated and no sexual release was satiating their needs, calming them down.

There was no way to reach them, to influence these poor souls - some of them were forcefully dragged to the dungeons and sentenced to a lifetime of isolation, others... others were killed because they were resisting. It wasn't logical, it was completely inhumane but some people considered it as a necessity.

And what was even worse, this... thing that possessed the male population wasn't stopping. More men were showing the symptoms, making the whole situation deteriorating over the course of time. No man was spared - whenever it was a peasant that spend his days working in the fields, an honorable soldier or a member of a royal family. This "outbreak" destroyed families, broke down brotherly bonds, hell even the Nilfgard army, which was the most powerful force known in history was in serious trouble.

On the fourth month of the outbreak, it was time for some serious action. It was becoming more and more obvious that there was something (or maybe someone) behind this brutal occurrences.

The finest healers and mages were on the case and took them five weeks to share initial discoveries. Autopsies performed on the killed perpetrators were almost identical in every single case - male's, ages between twenty and fifty, exact anomaly on their bodies - a significant enlargement of their reproductive organs. Further examination showed that the cause of such unusual abnormalities was... tainted seed. The ejaculate in the testicles still had it's usual white and thick texture, but it also glowed in a slightly different, dangerously looking, blue-ish color.

It didn't take long enough to come to the official conclusion - men were being poisoned. It also wasn't a manufactured poison, it came from a more... natural source. Only one thing was capable of such thing, influence the humankind in such creative but brutal way.

The succubus.

Once the identity of the one responsible for recent events was known... it was time for action. The White Wolf himself was interested in conquering the creature - lured by the opportunity of facing a great opponent (and a significant amount of gold) he went out on a hunt that lasted almost four months. He came back to Novigrad tired, seriously wounded but victorious - the threat was no more.

The case was closed. The body of the creature was burned in a forest and it's ashes were scattered in different places - some considered it plain stupidity, but in these times you were never sure of anything. But as much as people celebrated, there was still a cause for concern. The cure for the toxin still haven't been developed and there were literally dozens of men in need of help.

Which brings us to this day. And to her - Triss Merigold. A young, attractive witch from Maribor, mistakenly presumed dead during the Battle of Sodden Hill. She paces around her small laboratory desperately trying to stop the beating of her heart. She's torn between absolute fear, disgust and - what she probably hates the most - a small amount of excitement. She enters her completely destroyed bedroom after ten minutes and her eyes get drawn back towards the thick tome that fell to the ground. Ironically, it was open on the same page that she was reading:

Purification stone (diff. name - Angleh o'll vet) - a relic from the old past, called by many a "gift from the heaven's". To this day origins of said stone and how it came to be are unknown and it's causing many debates between scholars.

The earliest mentions about Angleh o'll vet are dated over thousand years ago, when tales of a "bright, blue rock tainting the sky with fire" were being treated as a myth between people. Explorer Artemius the Wise managed to locate it and after being cured of a really nasty fungi infection, he realized the true power that was inside the rock and decided to act, creating a sanctuary for the sick.

To this day it is known that the stone manifests it's power through pure exposure and is able to cure every disease known to man, cleanse bodies or systems from every damaging sickness, infections or toxins.

It is also scientifically proven that long exposure to the stone's powers, causes their natural absorption - no matter who, or what are being exposed. There have been confirmed reports of "natural filters" - things or beings being able to cure things just by their touch (the most popular of them is the tale of the Voronic Sisters, who claimed to be blessed by the Gods with powers. A thorough investigation performed after their mysterious death in the year 921 confirmed a hidden chamber in their ancestral home where the stone was being kept.)

The stone was destroyed by King Philip the Fifth, who - overwhelmed by greed and desire to be rich - broke down the stone to many pieces, selling it for a big prize. Currently, there are four documented cases of existing remains (see map 32 for the exact locations).

Those words fill her with dread, every time she reads them as her fingers twirl around a small, dark blue shard that hangs around her neck.

It's the shard of the purification stone that was in her family for many centuries.

The shard of the stone that she inherited from her grandmother when she was four years old.

The shard of the stone that she wore against her skin for her whole life.

The shard of the stone who's enough power she absorbed to be able to cleanse every wrong thing just with her touch.

She's not completely sure but for all she knows, she has the power to end the outbreak. She can cure humankind of this disease that plagues these lands for almost a year. She's the 'natural filter", right? However, considering the nature of the toxin, what it's doing and what it is targeting... just thinking about it makes her want to puke.

She just has to... allow men to cum. On her. Or in her. And probably be... active in helping them achieve their orgasm. The more her body touches, the more her body absorbs... the better, right? Right...?

Oh, why was she sugarcoating things... she has to fuck them. Thoroughly. Drain their bodies, squeeze every drop of seed out of their cocks, leave them empty, just to make sure that the toxin left their systems.

Just that thought makes her groan and bury her head in her hands. How many infected people are there? Only here in Novigrad, there has been confirmed seventeen cases of the plague, but what about those who are roaming free? What about those who are outside the city?

She could run. Ignore the problem. Throw the stone away and pretend that it doesn't concern her. She could continue her life as it is, pretend to ignore the overall problem. She's a grown up girl, she can easily defend herself against a man overwhelmed with lust. She knows it would be wrong, to simply... turn her back from people in need. Deny them help.

Twirling the damn stone between her fingers, she stares mindlessly into the burning fireplace and waging an internal battle with herself. This whole situation was dumb, absurd and horribly terrifying. Such a sacrifice...

Oh, Who was she kidding. Of course she would do it.

"I'm going to need some better clothes..."

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