After brief consideration, you ultimately decide to try her special kykeon. You grab the ladle and take a sip. She looks at you with glowing eyes and an lovely grin of expectation.
It tastes good. Awesome even. It was just the thing you were craving for. You don't know how she makes this stuff but every time you have it it tastes different, although always delicious.
Upon seeing your delighted expression, her smile grows wider. "Aha! I told you it was gonna cure you! I bet you now feel more alive that ever!" She taps your shoulder repeatedly.
"Now, now, you can eat as much as you want so don't hold back!" She fills a bowl with the kykeon and hands it to you. While you do accept it, you settle for having only one bowl after recalling how last time went.
You exit the kitchen and sit on a table to enjoy your meal. After having several foodgasms and finishing your bowl, you feel as if a strange force had taken control over you and you walk to the kitchen again to ask for more.
However, the moment you enter the kitchen again a peculiar view awaits you. Circe, who is standing on top of an upside-down bucket with her ridiculously high-heeled (?) sandals happened to have one slip off her foot the moment you crossed the door, standing on only her right foot with the balance control fitting for one who can (presumably) control wind.
This caused the bare sole of her beautifully shaped left foot to face you directly. This very sight causes something within you to surge violently. This impulse threatens to take full control of yourself...
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