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Subject: {ASSM} Bitsy 5
Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2001 10:10:02 -0400
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                     VI Changes

Bitsy entered Mar's study and looked around,
she was surprised not to see him waiting for
her.  She had promised not to miss their
afternoon study time.  Listening she thought
she heard laughter from the back visiting
room and went to look.

Peeking into the room, Bitsy stopped and
stared, there on the floor sat Brand, Trink,
Virlane and Marluxion, it looked like they
were all drunker then coots. They were 
laughing and snickering and talking about
the dangers to one's precious parts while
diddling witches.  Bitsy left before they
knew she was there, she giggled all the
way home.

She spent the rest of the day clearing
the space she wanted for her flower and
herb garden.  Later soaking in a hot 
tub of water, she thought about Brand, 
her talk with MiLady, and how at ease
he had seemed with the dragons.  After
a small dinner, Bitsy sat at her desk
going over and over a spell she had
finally found in one of the books in
her library.  She debated with herself
if she even needed such a thing but
then thought it would be wiser to take
the safe road.  She certainly didn't
feel any different after casting the
spell and promptly forgot about it
as she came across something that
sparked her interest in the old book.

Finally putting the book down, Bitsy
blew out the candle and went into her
bedroom, she giggled and thought about
going to see Brand.  Brushing out her
hair, she grinned and decided, why not,
just to see if he had gotten back to
the keep in one piece.

Bitsy sat on the pillow next to Brand,
he opened an eye and looked at her,
"not tonight, brat, I doubt I could
get it up for you" with a sheepish
grin.  Giggling she whispered in his
ear "don't forget hair of the dog in
the morning, it will help."  She
kissed him on the cheek and was about
to leave when he mumbled at her.
"What did you say? Brand." looking
at him, "grow for me, lil one, like
your dragon friends, so I can make
love to you, like I need to" he 
muttered then was fast asleep.

Bitsy lay curled up in her bed,
Brand's words kept echoing through
her mind. She fell asleep still
hearing them.  It was a very
quiet Bitsy that joined Marluxion,
the next afternoon. "You ok? Mar,"
Bitsy asked, watching him sit for
hours, tapping his talons together,
"I'm fine, my dear, just a bit of
a headache. if I appear testy,
my apologies."  Keeping her smile
behind her hand she said "I was
just worried about you, that's all."

Marluxion watched Bitsy flipping
through book after book, muttering
to herself. "What exactly are you
looking for? he asked.  Without
looking up, she said "shapeshifting,
I believe is what its called."
He raised an eyeridge and waited,
sighing Bitsy looked at Mar, knowing
she wasn't going to get away with
just an off hand comment.

"I want to be able to change my size,
I want to be the size of a full grown
human woman, like MiLady.  There is
a human male, I've met, I want to "be"
with him, but I can't as I am now."
She walked over and touched his arm,
"I know nothing can ever come of this
relationship, I constantly remind myself
of that fact, but shouldn't I be able 
to enjoy the loving while I have the
chance?"

A few days earlier, Mar would have tried
to talk her out of such an action, but
after hearing what Trink had to say
yesterday, perhaps she was right, it
was doubtful WindWhispers would be
returning to the forest folk, let 
alone for Bitsy.  Because the ancient
ones had promised Bitsy to WindWhispers,
nothing would ever come out of her
relationship with Brand, once they
made a promise, rarely did they change
their minds.  If WindWhispers never
returned, she had a very long, lonely,
life ahead of her.  She could have all
the dalliances she wanted, but she
would never be allowed to give her
heart and soul to another, because
even though she was not aware of it,
that certain part of her had already 
been given to WindWhispers.

Marluxion suspected that in some 
deep inner part of her heart, she
was already aware of this, that's
why she had fought so hard at the
words WindWhispers had spoken the
night of the storm.


Reaching his decision he pulled down
a book and handed it to her, "read
this very carefully, study it, take
all the time you need, then when you
are ready, you will change here first!"
Clearing his throat, he looked down
at the desk "there is another delicate
matter that I feel needs discussing."
Mar looked everywhere but at Bitsy,
as he started to talk about reproductive
matters.  Trying to keep a serious
look on her face, she nodded several
times, then taking pity on the old
dragon, she told him that, she and
Kat had already had the same type of
talk.  With a look of relief on his
face, Mar smiled "good, good, I am
very pleased." and quickly dropped
the subject.

Bitsy returned home and spent the
rest of the night reading and re-
reading the book Mar had given her.
She slept late into the morning,
when she did finally get out of
bed, she fixed herself a bite to
eat, then went back to reading the
book.  She spent a whole week,
inside oak house, reading, thinking,
making her decisions.

Katrina stood outside in the clearing
and called Bitsy.  Smiling Bitsy went
outside, "where have you been? Bitsy,
we've all been worried about you."
Kat was a bit upset to see Bitsy
looking so tired, it showed that she
had not been sleeping well, on her 
face and in the sound of her voice.  
Seeing the concern on Kat's face, 
Bitsy reassured her that she had 
just been studying a little too hard 
and was going to take a little rest, 
that she would be back to her old self
in no time at all.  The two had a grand 
time chatting, when the subject of drunken 
dragons came up, Kat started to laugh and 
proceeded to tell Bitsy all about a drunken 
Collin and Brand falling out the study door. 
Upsetting Henry no end.  Kat left winking 
and telling Bitsy that she would let everyone
know that everything was fine and Bitsy would 
be back in a week or so.

Joining Mar in his study later that day,
Bitsy told him that she had very carefully
read the book and still wanted to learn to 
be able to change her size.  The two spent
the next 3 days practicing, Mar would change
with her, the first few times the blue glow
got out of hand and they had to stop but
Bitsy finally got the glow and changing,
controlled at the same time.  As usual
Mar was surprised at how easily she 
could control her magic, some truly
gifted magical fairies spent years and
years just learning to get a grasp of
how to cast their magic, others had
limitations they could never pass, this
never seemed to be the case with Bitsy.

On the night of the fourth day, Mar
looked at Bitsy, he could tell she
was eager to be on her way. chuckling
he made a suggestion. "don't go to
the keep, tired and frazzled, get a 
good nights sleep, then go to Virlane's 
lair tomorrow, I will get his permission, 
play in his bathing and oil pools, take a
long refreshing nap, then go to your Brand."  
Bitsy nodded, blushing, she hadn't realized
her intentions showed that much on her face.
She would have to think about that later,
giving Mar his goodnight hug and a kiss
on the cheek, she waved and left for the
night.

Sleeping late, Bitsy woke refreshed and
lay in her bed stretching, she smiled
to herself getting out of bed, she
fixed breakfast, then gathering a few
things, she headed for Virlane's lair.
Bitsy played and romped in the huge
pool, she washed her hair, then tying
it up ontop of her head, she slipped
into the oil pool, gasping at how 
warm it was.  she had found a note
from Kat next to the pool, letting 
Bitsy know that the temperature of
the pools had been adjusted for her,
and as a special treat, there were
several flagons of scented oils,
Bitsy smiled as she read the note,
sending a silent thanks to Kat.
Bitsy loved the feel of the warm
oil on her skin, she rubbed it
all over her body, she sat in the
oil pool for a long time. Getting
out she stood on the special mat
and dried herself off, without
dressing she went into the kitchen
and fixed herself a light meal.
Later slipping into the bed in
the guest room, Bitsy napped.

Brand stood looking out of his
window, he looked up at the full
moon, the scent of flowers was
in the air, spring had finally
arrived.  Turning back to his
bed, he pulled the covers over
himself and lay with his hands
behind his head.  He missed the 
tiny fairy, he missed her laughter, 
her giggles, her touch.  He fell 
asleep, dreaming of Bitsy.

He heard her calling his name,
a soft whisper that washed over
him, he opened his eyes and
heard her again, realizing he
wasn't dreaming Brand sat up
on his elbows and looked towards
the end of the bed.
There standing in the moonlight
was a woman, she had a hooded cape 
on, slowly she raised her hands to 
the hood, brushing it back, he was 
looking at Bitsy, a human sized woman.  
Untying the cape, Bitsy let it slip 
off her shoulders to fall at her feet.

Brand slowly got out of bed, walking
towards her, she stood waiting for
him, her hair a halo around her head
in the moonlight, his eyes slide over
her naked body, he felt a tightening
in his groin, she was so lush, so
sensual, every inch a woman.  It
was his Bitsy, only a size he could
pull into his arms and hold tight
without fear of hurting her.

Her lips trembling, she smiled softly
at Brand "was this what you had in
mind?"  He slide his hands into her
hair, pulling her mouth towards him,
he whispered against her lips "even
more then I could have ever imagined."

Brand kissed her passionately, then
sweeping her into his arms, he carried
her to the bed, laying her down, he
spread her hair out on the pillows,
she lay there watching him, as he
looked at her body again. Brand
smiled softly at her and gently
kissed her lips, "your perfect,
brat, tiny or my size"  He'd
seen the worry in her eyes.
He felt her start to relax and
kissed her again, his hands 
sliding over her body.  He cupped
her breast in his hand, loving
the reaction as his thumb flicked
over her nipple, feeling it harden
at his touch.  Kissing his way
down her neck, he licked her
breasts, then pulled a nipple
into his mouth.  Bitsy moaned
slipping her hands into his hair
she pressed his mouth tighter to
her nipple.  Her leg started to
rub up and down his, her foot
brushing against his thigh.

As her leg bent to rub his leg,
Brand slipped his hand between
her legs, switching to the other
breast, he rubbed his teeth against
her nipple, then carefully held it
with his teeth as his tongue rubbed
it.  Brand groaned as he felt how wet
she was as he pushed a finger deep 
inside her.  Hearing her moan he
kissed her deeply, her hips arched
up against his hand, she moaned
into his mouth "please don't stop,
I had no idea it would feel so good."
Sucking on her neck, he grinned "it
only gets better, brat."

Bitsy rocked her hips, panting, 
wanting more, feeling him take his
hand from between her thighs, she
opened her eyes, gasping, she tried
making him put his fingers back inside
her.  "Easy, baby" he soothed her
as he slide between her thighs. his
knees spreading them wide, he slide
his hands down her legs, bending her
knees up.  Brand moved his hard shaft
over her nether lips, covering himself
with her juices. Bitsy's fingers slide
down his chest, her nails scratching
him, then raked down over his sides
and around his back as she tried to 
pull him closer.   Leaning down he
kissed her as he thrust into her wet
hot body.  Her whole body jerked and
she cried out into his mouth.

Putting all of his weight on his elbows
Brand slowly started to thrust in and
out of her, for a second he saw pain
flair in her eyes then it was replaced
with a look of sensual pleasure.

Bitsy wreathed under him, she moaned,
gasping out his name as her nails raked
down his back, he winced as she bite
his neck.  Moving his hips harder, he
thrust into her, long hard thrusts, 
then he would stop for a second, her
eyes would almost glare at him, then
he would thrust hard again.  Feeling
her channel grabbing and shuddering around
his hard shaft, he suddenly grabbed her
legs and threw them over his shoulders.
He watched her face as he rocked his
hips pounding into her. Bitsy curled
her legs over his shoulders and arched
her back, grinding her hips against 
his, as her legs started to shake
he quickly leaned down and covered
her mouth with his own as she screamed
out his name.  Thrusting into her one
more time, Brand moaned as his own
orgasm hit him and his shaft throbbed,
filling her womb with his seed.

Bitsy moaned her head thrashing back
and forth on the pillow as her orgasm
hit her, she didn't even know she had
screamed.  Panting she heard him talking
to her but couldn't make sense of what
he was saying.
Brand carefully slide her legs off his
shoulders, talking to her the whole time,
her whole body was a blue pulsing light.
Remembering the last time he had touched
her when there had been a blue light,
Brand was worried, "Bitsy, easy baby,
it's alright, brat, take a deep breath,
your fine, baby."

Finally the words sank in and she opened
her eye's, looking up at Brand in confusion,
taking deep breaths, her hands clutching
his arms she nodded.  Bitsy started running
her hands over his arms, his shoulders,
his face, as tears streamed down her face 
"I didn't hurt you did I? your alright?"
Brand grinned down at her "no you didn't
hurt me," then wiping the tears off her 
cheeks, he added "other then claw marks 
and bite marks that is, not that I'm 
complaining."  Bitsy gave a watery
giggle at his comment, her hand
softly caressing his face "neither
am I." He laughed at her comment
and moved his hips a little, watching
her eyes once again flair sensually,
he grinned down at her.  Making love
again, this time Brand didn't worry 
quite so much about the blue glow.

Bitsy fell asleep curled up against
Brands chest.  He lay watching her
sleep, then finally wrapping her in
his arms, he fell asleep.  He woke
up once with the odd feeling that
someone was staring at them, shaking
his head, he went back to sleep.

Bitsy stretched, then almost gritted
her teeth, it was almost dawn, she
needed to be heading home.  Brand
had seen her winch, as he picked
up her cape and wrapped it firmly
around her.  He kissed her deeply,
holding her tight against him for
a moment.  Bitsy held onto him,
not wanting to leave but knowing
the keep would be waking soon
she didn't want to be found in
his room, not the size she was.
"See you tonight, Brand" she
whispered against his lips.

Holding her face in his hands,
he kissed the tip of her nose,
"only if you feel up to it, brat,
making love four times in a night,
your first time, was not well done
of me, I know your sore, baby."
He saw the pink flush on her 
cheeks and chuckled, kissing 
her again.  Reluctantly Bitsy
left, returning to oak house.

Bitsy stood in the clearing outside
oak house, going back to her normal
size, she went inside, her cape thrown
over her arm.  All she had in mind
was a long, hot, bath.   The moment
she walked inside she knew something
wasn't right, looking in each room,
she couldn't find anything out of
place, nothing was gone, but she
could sense something, she just 
didn't know what.  Perhaps she
was just tired, she told herself.

Bitsy sank down into her tub with
a sigh, it felt so good, she hadn't
wanted to admit to Brand exactly
how sore she was, blushing again
at his comment, he had noticed 
anyway. She lay back, closing her
eyes, letting the hot water sooth
her.  Waking with a start, Bitsy
got out of the tub and climbed 
into bed.  She was fast asleep
before her head was on the pillow.

The eyes watched Bitsy sleep.
Bitsy woke once, half asleep
she looked around the room,
then pulled the covers up over
her shoulders, shivering, she
went back to sleep.

Later that morning, as Brand
stood in the bailey, his sword 
hanging at his side, he was 
breathing hard, sweat ran off
his face.  Collin laughed at
him "you need more practice,
your actually acting tired.
Brand, you must be getting old."
Grinning, Brand pulled off his
sweat soaked shirt, tossing it
aside, he took up his stance
again "not as old as you, your 
getting as slow as a baby. Collin."
Looking at Brand, Collin whistled
beneath his breath "what shecat
got ahold of you? Grinning a
satisfied male grin, Brand
replied "a shefairy named, Bitsy."
Collin's laugh could be heard
all over the bailey.

Marluxion didn't comment on the
glow radiating from Bitsy's eyes,
nor did he comment on the love
marks he could see on her neck.
"Mar, how hard do you think it
would be for me to make myself
a bathing pool and oil pool like
Virlane and Kat's?" Giving it 
some thought, the two discussed
different idea's on how to go
about it.  Pleased, Bitsy went
back to her studies.  After
several hours, she turned to
Mar, "what am I thinking? Mar"
she quietly asked.  Giving her
a questioning look, Mar tried 
to read her thoughts, he tried
harder, then threw his full 
concentration into it, all he
got was a confused mixture of
jumbled sentences.

"I still need a lot of practice,
but I don't want anyone knowing
what I'm thinking." she explained.
"Why this sudden need to mask your
thoughts? my dear, I've never 
intruded on you." he questioned.
"It's not you, Mar, I've never
worried about you intruding on
my thoughts, unless you thought
it was absolutely necessary.  I
can't really say why I feel such
a need, but its becoming very
urgent inside me, Mar" she said
quietly.  Concerned, Mar started
to question Bitsy about anything
else she felt, that seemed to be
fueling this urgent need.

"It's nothing tangible, Mar, just
this feeling that I need to protect
myself, that I need to become harder,
stronger, more aware."  Simply nodding,
Mar thought for a long while, looking
at her.  "Then it's time to pickup
your studies again, morning and
afternoon, Bitsy, no arguing, no
matter how tired you are. If your
instincts tell you, that you need
to learn something specific, tell
me right away and we will get right
on it."  They spent the rest of the
day on Bitsy masking her thoughts,
not just in her mind, but on her
face, the look in her eyes, her
body language and gestures, until
she was exhausted but satisfied for
the time being.

Late in the night, Bitsy slipped
into Brand's bed, she curled up
next to him and fell asleep. 
Brand woke up, pulled her close
against him, then went back to
sleep, with a smile on his lips.
At dawn, Brand rolled over ontop
of Bitsy and grinned down at her
as she opened sleepy eyes, "good
morning, brat" then he proceeded
to show her just how good a morning
it was going to be.

The breathless couple in the bed
heard the hiss, Brand looked over
his shoulder just in time to see
Ravlyr, barreling towards them.
Rav landed on Brands back, knocking
him down onto Bitsy's chest. 
Bitsy looked over Brands shoulder.
pushing at him, a little snout
was suddenly in her face, licking
her.  Turning his head Rav slurped
a tongue up Brand's cheek, grinning
as if very pleased with himself Rav
bounced on Brands back and looked 
at Bitsy again. Saying very distinctly
"Mine!" Rav curled his paw in Bitsy's
hair, laid down on Brands back and purred.

Bitsy was trying to untangle Rav's claws
from her hair when she heard a cough from
the doorway.  Mathew holding a bucket of
hot morning wash water grinned, then set
it down inside the door, then pulling the
door shut he headed down the hall.
Brand groaned at the same time Bitsy did,
Rav just giggled and tightened his hold
on Bitsy's hair.  Collin and MiLady waltzed
into the room, trying not to laugh at the
couple in the bed.  Looking at his father,
with a very pleased look, Rav said again
"mine!" Choking on his laughter Collin
held out his arms to Rav, "time for
breakfast, son."  With a coo Rav flew
to his father.  Turning to leave, MiLady
waved her hand in the air "please, don't
let us interrupt you."   Closing the door,
unable to contain themselves any longer
Collin and Katrina burst into laughter, 
Rav looking from one to the other, laughing,
"mine, mine, mine."

A very embarrassed Bitsy returned home a
short time later, once again, she had
the feeling something was amiss, but
couldn't figure out what it was.
Taking a quick bath, grabbing a bite
to eat, Bitsy left for Mar's lair.

Over the next few weeks, everyone
noticed how distracted Bitsy had 
become, She would often look up
in surprise realizing she was being
spoken too.  The dragons could sense
the blue glow constantly just under
the surface when ever Bitsy was 
present.  Late one afternoon as
Bitsy closed her book and put away
her scrolls, Mar said "take a few
days off, my dear, you've been working
very hard, give yourself a few days
of play."  Bitsy wanted to scream at
Mar, "I can't, don't you understand,
I can't, there's no time!" instead
she only nodded, agreeing with him.

Brand lay in bed, he hands clasped
behind his head, staring at the canopy
he was deep in thought.  There was
something very wrong,  Last night
Bitsy had been frantic in her love
making, she wouldn't sleep, she
kept kissing him, touching him,
looking at him.  Several times
she had asked him if he was feeling
well, as if expecting him to say
he was ill.  Just before she had
left, she had kissed him passionately
several times, her hands caressing his
face, she had kissed him one last time,
then whispering against his lips "I can't
love you, but I do." then she was gone.


Deciding to talk to Collin, Brand got
up and dressed, then headed for the
study.  Entering the study Brand,
was surprised to hear Collin say,
"ah good, I was just about to send
for you, shut and lock the door."
After doing what Collin asked, Brand
looked at the occupants of the room,
Marluxion, Trink, Drapper, Katrina,
nodding in greeting, he walked further
into the room, then stopped as a figure
stepped out of the shadows.  There stood
a very old woman, bent, leaning on a 
cane, her hair white, her hands on the
cane gnarled.  She cackled "the lover
has arrived." then grinning at him,
she took a seat.  Collin looked at
Brand, leaning forward, he rested his
arms on his desk, "We have a problem."






















 









  








































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