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Lustful Desires- Part Two: A Neces** sary Ingredient**

By Damian Drake

**I do not own the characters of this story. All characters are originally by the creator Hyao, who has made the game “Lustful Desires," SPOILERS ARE INCLUDED. It is a fun well-made game that is currently in the process of being completed. You can check theDEMO here. Better yet, if you want to support Hyao, you canclick here for his Patreon.

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Evan found himself sitting in front of an old oak table at home, with books littering the surface of it. A flickering light caught the corner of the room, illuminating the book in his hand as well as the words that Evan glanced over. For a couple weeks, he studied all the local ingredients, as well as the monsters in the area in order to find a cure for the lust plague that corrupted the lizardkin in the swamp. Normally, making any simple potion such a healing potion or a restrain potion to avoid being prey for the local fauna was not a problem, however no matter how many books he poured over he could find little information regarding a cure. Even his master's private journals gave no insight on the matter. Only a partial cure was found, which was the cleansing water underneath the ruins. However, the supplies to it were limited so it would not corrupt the lake, and it only seemed to work on those that have not too far gone into succumbing to the lust plague.

Evan was determined to find a cure. He knew of one other place that could have the information he needed. A witch in the deep of the swamp taught Evan how to make a Reptile Lure to capture lizard like beasts, however the witch was a crafty one, and by the end of every request she made, Evan would find himself with tattered clothes that were soaked in sweat and covered with other questionable liquids of the beasts he fought. Evan did not mind the liquids the beasts offered, beast cum was a valuable component for potion making after all. However, there was only so much his asshole and cock could offer before becoming fatigued. Evan let out a heavy breath, sighing, knowing all too well that to get more answers he would have to talk to the witch again. With his thoughts on the cure, he began to set his heavy head down on the books he was reading, his eyes ever so slowly closing before falling asleep.

. . . .

Evan woke up sore. The hard-wooden chair wasn't a great place to sleep, however fatigue caught up before he could manage to get into his bed. With a yawn, Evan stretched his arms in the air, slowly taking in his surroundings. It was time for him to take his leave, however he had to do one last chore. Evan took the lantern on his desk and walked down the wooden planks he made a month back, leading to the dim prison he made. Crude metal bars and doors decorated the sides of the basement. It looked rather mundane, however despite its appearance the prison cells were made of solid diabosite and silver powder to keep in a variety of beasts. He was proud of his handy work, since it was decent for someone that was not a blacksmith. In one of the cells, Evan spotted large scaly claws grasping on the bars, hungry eyes looked at Evan as he walked towards them. No doubt that they were both hungry, it was difficult to imagine what kind of food they ate in the swamplands, with what little the land provided in the first place. However, both lizards started to drool and sniff the air. Evan brought out two large pieces of meat and tossed it towards the bars, both flanks of meat were silently snatched out of the air and disappeared. It seemed to be plenty to eat, especially for a prisoner, however two pairs of eyes still stared back at Evan.

“Maybe they are still hungry," Evan thought. He brought his lantern closer to the pair of lizardmen, checking their physical appearance to see if they were starving. On his left, a pair of bright green scales adorned the thick muscles on the lizardman. Red spines covered him from the top of his head to the end of his tail in a straight line. Leather bracers and old bandages also covered the lizard, at a glance, it looks like they could break at any moment from the tense muscles underneath them. He was shorter than the blue lizardman, but not a lot. On his right, was another lizardman hunk, except this one had blue scales and was noticeably more muscular. Yellow spines decorated the lizard similarly to the green one. His pecs and chest were thicker, his muscle definition was almost on par of an Adonis. Their loincloths and armor that they still wore were still dirty with mud and semen from the night they were captured. Unfortunately, Evan never found the time to wash the prisoners and was afraid that they may attack him after being captured. Evan thought that it should be safe as long as he was on the other side of the cage.

Evan stroked against their stomachs to check the fat content and if there was any muscle loss since they arrived here. Despite the appearance that the scales were hard, the scales were rather soft and supple like silk, but still held all the slabs of muscle underneath. Evan started to use both hands to grope each of the lizardmen torsos. Nothing seemed to be out of place, there did not seem to be any signs of significant illness or muscle atrophy. Evan decided to reach further in the cage to check their bottom halves. His hands started to explore their feet and move towards their legs, groping the muscles and examining them for any wounds.

As he moved upward toward their thighs, Evan noticed that the top of his hands were getting wet. Two long bulbous lizard dicks pointed toward Evan. The tips of their cocks let out a musky scent as well as strands of leaking pre-cum. It smelled inviting, the more he stared the more felt like it was his purpose to suck both lizardmen off. A large blue scaly hand suddenly grabbed Evan's head forcing him to swallow the tip of its lizard cock. A soft groan escaped his lips. Evan needed no more encouragement as his lips swallowed each inch of the cock whole slowly, towards the knot like base. His tongue played with the head of the blue lizardman maleness, enjoying the sweet and musky pre-cum it leaked on his tongue.

It did not take long for the other lizard to prod his tool towards Evan's mouth. He was just as long and thick as his cellmate's tool. It was given just as much attention, as Evan withdrew his mouth from his blue scaly friend to suck his greener mate. His scent was addicting, as Evan felt a drop of pre form in his mouth, this time receiving a more salty flavor, but none the less delicious. It was difficult pleasing both of them at the same time, as each one would get impatient when it wasn't their turn. With a sly grin, Evan withdrew his mouth from the cock and proceeded to hold each of the lizardmen's cock in each hand, massaging the thick base of each of the males and pointing both of their tips to his mouth. He began to suck on both of their cockheads while jacking them off. The sweet and salty tastes of pre-cum mixed together, making Evan moan in delight and suck harder on the lizard hunks. Loud breathing and the all too familiar feeling of both cocks in his hands pulsating gave more than enough warning, as Evan did his best to take in as much of both males as he could all at once. Hands from both lizard males grasped Evan's head in unity, moaning and gasping as warm jets of cum went down their master's throat.

Lizardman cum pumped into Evan's stomach directly, spilling out of his mouth due to the copious amounts.

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It took some time to get cleaned up. Beast cum was valuable, so Evan made sure to wipe any remaining semen on his skin and into the glass bottles for future potions. Both scaled beasts lay down in their cell, snoring away on the ground, and satisfied for the time being. For now, it was time to travel to the swamp to talk to the old witch again. It was about an hour away from foot, but compared to other locations containing rare ingredients, an hour was a small price to pay. Despite what felt like hours with both lizardmen, there was still plenty of day light left for Evan to explore.

Evan's thoughts wandered as he walked, thinking maybe it would not be a bad idea to not cure the lizardman. He would not mind having two mindless hunky sex slaves, but he quickly dismissed the thought. It was important to cure the lizardman of the lust plague. For now, it infected lizard like entities. There was no knowing if it could spread to other races as well. There was no signs or history of humans being corrupted by the plague, but it was best to be careful from now on with himself and his prisoners. The lizardmen needed a wash badly, not that he minded the stench, but to make sure they were both in a healthy state to prevent any possible ailments such as scale rot.

Evan soon found himself surrounded with large spiderwebs, casting their nests across the tree branches like Hollow's Eve decorations. The mangrove trees that once thrived here, rotted to ruin, the former glory of the trees now laid in pieces in the mud and grass. Evan always felt a spine chill every time he came close to this area. There was always something that never quite felt right about the place, but for now he marched forward towards a small hut. It balanced in a group of trees like a precariously built treehouse, the roof was made of dirtied tan grass and the majority of the building was made from branches tied together with rope. It was a miracle that it never fell apart. The only hint of life in the structure was the dim amount of light illuminating the inside held up the witch. She spotted Evan and motioned him to come towards her way.

“I see you have made it here safely, unlike the many other times," she cackles in laughter. Evan blushes with embarrassment, hoping that witches can't read minds. Evan clears his throat, “I have come here today to ask you about the ---."

“Cure for the lust disease," the witch interrupts. “You are not the first person to come here seeking my advice. It is a magic that even I am not familiar with. That does not mean I can't find a cure."

“So, what do you need so I can create an antidote," asked Evan.

“Ha, ha," the witch chuckles. “If only if it were that easy, you youngsters think that everything is simple. I will need some ingredients to figure out what kind of magic this is, but for decades, nobody has been able to get me the reagents I need." The witch stares deeply in Evan's eyes for a few seconds before speaking, “But I suspect you might be able to help." A glimmer of hope twinkles in the witch's eyes.

“It is a whole awful lot of trouble to gather my ingredients for my potions with these lizardmen mucking about. They normally avoid this area, but their appearances have started to increase, and frankly, have been bothersome," says the witch with a heavy sigh. “I have heard that you have found a cure, as well as a source of the corruption. I will need three samples of the purified water, three samples of the corrupted water, ten reptile lures, and fresh semen from a corrupted lizardman. With that, I can start experimenting to see what the cause may be."

Evan suddenly remembers that he has one of the ingredients the witch needs. He fumbles through his backpack for a bit before pulling out several vials of the lizardman cum he extracted this morning. The witch gives a quizzical look at Evan, “Are these fresh, only fresh semen will work." Evan nods at the witch. “My, my, it looks like someone got the necessary ingredient before they were even told," says the witch as she winks at Evan. Evan cheeks fluster into a beet red shade, trying his best to hide his guilt.

“I wish you the best of luck, apprentice potion maker, in gathering the ingredients. You know where to find me." The witch disappears back in her hut, and with that Evan parts ways to start gathering the rest of the necessary ingredients he needs to find a cure for the lust plague.