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"Are you telling me that I need to have sex to stop this?"
"That seems to be the case, yes," Rasmodius replies, clearing his throat awkwardly. "Do you have a spouse or partner who can assist you-"
At this, you bark out a laugh. "Spouse? I've never had a dancing partner at the Flower Festival, you think I could have a spouse?" you cackle, laughing so hard you end up curled on your side as you clutch your abdomen. But your giggles quickly subside as choked sobs escape you instead, "oh, fuck, this hurts so bad. Does it… does it have to be with someone else? Can't I just…? Y'know…?" You make an obscene gesture with your hand. Despite the fact that you're writhing around on this man's floor, apparently experiencing demonic levels of horniness, you're somehow too shy to say the word 'masturbate'.
"Unfortunately, not. This affliction will require the assistance of… another,"
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After encountering strange spores in the dangerous mines, you seek out help from the only man in the valley who could help with these odd magical properties: The Wizard.