The Adels-Part 10
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Tales of the TawsheThe Adels-Part 10Adel awoke peacefully. She had slept without dreams; in fact she could remember almost nothing after drinking the potion. She must have been more exhausted than she had thought. Hopefully, the potion would help her with that problem tonight. She had been looking forward to snuggling into bed with Bray. She admitted to herself that she was infatuated with him. He was so handsome, kind, and strong but, she admonished herself, why would he be interested in an underdeveloped girl like me. That thought brought the realization that she was alone, and wrapped up in Bray’s blanket. She opened her eyes, and realized she wasn’t in the bed he had prepared either. She sat up quickly.Over by the fire Bray was toasting bread and tending a bark pot. Amadella was seated off by herself. A small songbird was perched on her outstretched hand. It was singing a song Adel had never heard before. She unwrapped herself from the blanket, folded it, and walked to Bray. He looked up, smiled, and then the look on his face changed to one of amazement, and incredibly, admiration.Adel stopped walking. No one had ever looked at her with admiration before. She looked down at her body, and realized she could only see as far as her chest which now sported two protruding breasts. Amazed she dropped the blanket and cupped them, her breasts, in both hands. They were marvelous, fantastic, magnificent. With her thumbs she stroked the nipples, they responded immediately. “Sensitive too,” she thought, then realizing what she was doing she turned away, the heat of embarrassment burning across her neck and face. Suddenly, Amadella was standing before her. “I see that my potion has had the desired effect. You should be stronger now, but I thought some additional clothing would be required to keep you warm, so I prepared this.”She held out a coat of Far Darrig red, cut similarly to the one she wore, but big enough to fit Adel’s larger size. Adel graciously accepted the gift, admired it as one of the best garments she had ever and probably would ever possess. It slipped easily over her arms and settled gently on her shoulders.“Thank you,” she said. “It is absolutely beautiful, but I’m afraid to wear it. I will get it to dirty.”“Nonsense,” Amadella assured her. “It is a Far Darrig coat. It will never get dirty, and it will protect you from all types of weather. Now, let us breakfast. We must get moving.”Amadella moved to the fire, settled cross legged to the ground, and accepted a piece of toasted bread from Bray. Adel followed her lead, but sat on Bray’s blanket instead of directly on the ground.***Bray was still a little dumb struck by the change in Adel. She was no longer skinny, in fact, she was now gracefully proportioned. Her thin, worn, skirt and blouse had not hid that fact when she walked over after awakening. She was curved and muscled in all the right places; through her blouse he had seen full, perky, breasts, and she radiated sex appeal. “Siren magic,” Bray thought.“Amadella found us some honey,” he informed her for something to say.Their meal consisted of toasted bread with honey, dried fish from Bray’s supplies, some apples also supplied by Amadella, and a herbal tea Adel could not identify.“What kind of bird was that sitting on your hand earlier?” Bray asked. “I have never seen one with that colouration.”“It is not a real bird, rather, it is magic. I sent it to warn my people, and it returned with information. The group we follow camped for the night a short distance ahead. They have left a number of men behind to ambush anyone who follows. They are half a day from their destination, so we will have to hurry to catch up.”“How many wait in ambush?” Bray asked.“I cannot tell you that. Amounts are not something the magic can handle. We should just slip by them.”
“It is not a good idea to leave an enemy at your back,” Bray commented.
Tales of the TawsheThe Adels-Part 10Adel awoke peacefully. She had slept without dreams; in fact she could remember almost nothing after drinking the potion. She must have been more exhausted than she had thought. Hopefully, the potion would help her with that problem tonight. She had been looking forward to snuggling into bed with Bray. She admitted to herself that she was infatuated with him. He was so handsome, kind, and strong but, she admonished herself, why would he be interested in an underdeveloped girl like me. That thought brought the realization that she was alone, and wrapped up in Bray’s blanket. She opened her eyes, and realized she wasn’t in the bed he had prepared either. She sat up quickly.Over by the fire Bray was toasting bread and tending a bark pot. Amadella was seated off by herself. A small songbird was perched on her outstretched hand. It was singing a song Adel had never heard before. She unwrapped herself from the blanket, folded it, and walked to Bray. He looked up, smiled, and then the look on his face changed to one of amazement, and incredibly, admiration.Adel stopped walking. No one had ever looked at her with admiration before. She looked down at her body, and realized she could only see as far as her chest which now sported two protruding breasts. Amazed she dropped the blanket and cupped them, her breasts, in both hands. They were marvelous, fantastic, magnificent. With her thumbs she stroked the nipples, they responded immediately. “Sensitive too,” she thought, then realizing what she was doing she turned away, the heat of embarrassment burning across her neck and face. Suddenly, Amadella was standing before her. “I see that my potion has had the desired effect. You should be stronger now, but I thought some additional clothing would be required to keep you warm, so I prepared this.”She held out a coat of Far Darrig red, cut similarly to the one she wore, but big enough to fit Adel’s larger size. Adel graciously accepted the gift, admired it as one of the best garments she had ever and probably would ever possess. It slipped easily over her arms and settled gently on her shoulders.“Thank you,” she said. “It is absolutely beautiful, but I’m afraid to wear it. I will get it to dirty.”“Nonsense,” Amadella assured her. “It is a Far Darrig coat. It will never get dirty, and it will protect you from all types of weather. Now, let us breakfast. We must get moving.”Amadella moved to the fire, settled cross legged to the ground, and accepted a piece of toasted bread from Bray. Adel followed her lead, but sat on Bray’s blanket instead of directly on the ground.***Bray was still a little dumb struck by the change in Adel. She was no longer skinny, in fact, she was now gracefully proportioned. Her thin, worn, skirt and blouse had not hid that fact when she walked over after awakening. She was curved and muscled in all the right places; through her blouse he had seen full, perky, breasts, and she radiated sex appeal. “Siren magic,” Bray thought.“Amadella found us some honey,” he informed her for something to say.Their meal consisted of toasted bread with honey, dried fish from Bray’s supplies, some apples also supplied by Amadella, and a herbal tea Adel could not identify.“What kind of bird was that sitting on your hand earlier?” Bray asked. “I have never seen one with that colouration.”“It is not a real bird, rather, it is magic. I sent it to warn my people, and it returned with information. The group we follow camped for the night a short distance ahead. They have left a number of men behind to ambush anyone who follows. They are half a day from their destination, so we will have to hurry to catch up.”“How many wait in ambush?” Bray asked.“I cannot tell you that. Amounts are not something the magic can handle. We should just slip by them.”
“It is not a good idea to leave an enemy at your back,” Bray commented.
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