“Yes, we do, actually,” she replied. “We use a special flower to make the potions, which are dried, treated with a magical solution to increase potency, ground up, and then made into a potion.” She turned to stare at your crotch, undoubtedly caught up in the mental thought of undressing you, though you knew she wouldn’t admit it. “Those potions were made for stallions—you know, poor performance and all that. You, though… we’ve done it without any magic or potions before, and you can go at least a couple of times, easy.”