some intellygible item

//intellyfuck. I guess.

You spot a curious jar containing red capsules, mostly obscured behind a neatly written note listing all the side effects it <i>doesn't</i> cause. Telly bounces impatiently as you finish reading--wait, bone rot?--before chiming in. "That's my special brain-boosting blend, [mister]!" she explains. "They're cherry-flavored and only [some amount] gems!"

[Buy] [Don't] [Question]

//buy
[if (didn't question)What could it hurt? [if (goo) You don't even have bones.|Well, a lot of things if that note is any indication, but when has Telly ever done you wrong?]] You hand her the gems before taking out one of the pills and popping it into your mouth.

The hint of cherry quickly becomes overbearing, filling your tongue with a sickening sweetness that makes you doubt your purchase. Gods, it's the bone rot, isn't it? You try to spit it out, but it's already down your throat, so big that you struggle to swallow. Already you feel weaker, your [if (goo) body|bones] no doubt liquefying before your eyes.

Telly takes your hand to help you [if (singleleg) stay upright|to a chair], and in that moment when your fingers brush against hers--soft, gentle, the touch of someone who cares about you--clarity washes over you, wrapping you in a silky cloud that throbs with every beat of your pulsing head and aching [if (hascock) [cock] | if (has clit) [clit]|stomach]. Your mind and body burn alike with newfound knowledge, ready and eager for new experiences... in every way.



//+int, +libido, +corruption


//don't
You'll pass on that. [if (not goo) You like your bones right where they are.]

"Is there anything else Telly can do for you?" she asks, smiling even wider as she hops behind the counter. //back to shop menu

//question
You're more than a little nervous about eating that and ask Telly if it's really safe. "Of course!" Her mouth drops open in--you hope--mock offense. "Telly would never ever harm one of her favorite customers!"

But <i>bone rot</i>.

The little demon hurries beside you, her face frowning in concentration as she reads the note. "Ah!" She nods. "These are what it doesn't cause. Your bones are safe with me!"

Still, you have to ask her what it does. If you've learned anything in Mareth, it's not to just stick random things in your mouth.

Telly twirls on the spot. "You look pretty clever already, [mister]," she says, tapping her head for emphasis. "But this will make your brain sing! It fills your heart and mind with cherry goodness that'll have you smarter in seconds!"

Do you want one?
//go back to choices, remove question