Lara:

Smiling as Mistress rested safely in my coils, i nodded and brought over the ever-full pitcher and carefully poured and raised Her up so that she could drink.  ""Hmmm.  That'ssss odd", i said as I considered. Watching Her run to the bathroom, i wondered if i would have to, if She’d ever feed me.  Did I need to eat?  The class said that it wasn't a necessity, but that we familiars COULD eat.  More questions.  Balancing on my coils, I began to tidy up, turned and rose, my head almost eight feet off the ground and perfectly balanced, hearing a noise.

Lowering down, i cocked my head, and then moaned as Mistress pulled me by my tits.  "i...I did, Missstresss?", i asked, feeling something.  Mistress was changing me, doing something to me, and i should be scared or nervous.  i knew that, but there's something that was keeping it from me.  Perhaps if Mistress wanted me to be nervous, i would be, but...well, there's time to ask Her what She did later.  And as She kept pulling on my breasts and nipples, i lost all thought.  It felt good, so spirits-damned good, my moans filled the air.  Her forehead touched mine, and i could feel/hear/know the command.  Loudly, I came, head thrown back as my cunt quivered, walls fluttering then clenching down on emptiness as i trilled my pleasure to anyone with ears, tail slapping the floor loudly.  It's one of the strongest orgasms i could remember, and i could smell/taste myself, slick leaking down my scales.  I was never this loud before, but now?  I wailed as loudly as I could, my voice echoing in the room and probably the hallway as well.

Suddenly, there was a burst of pleasure during the orgasm that forced it higher, stronger even.  i hadn't known that was possible, but Mistress...."mmmm...oh!!! FUCK!!!!", as suddenly there's even more.  but it's not my tits, it's my cunt this time, even more of my tail thumping the ground.  "Misssstressss!!!!", i cried out, swaying as suddenly they're both quivering and sending bliss throughout my body.  i didn't know that even my tail could feel good, but Mistress made me feel it everywhere.  The orgasm descended into aftershocks, left me panting as i lowered myself to the floor.

"Yessss....Missstressss", i panted.  "Thank you...for that.  For letting me cum."  And as She left to get cleaned, i rose up and slithered over to the trunk.  Carefully, i unpacked, finding the pants and some other clothing that I thought would look good together, and draped them over my tail.  And that's how She found me, waiting for Her to come back and holding Her clothing.  "I didn't know what you wanted, sssso I got an assssortment."

Solona:

Seeing everything laid out, I smiled. “We weren’t going to be gone long. But, I suppose getting outside for a bit would be nice.”  Grabbing panties, breast bindings, my other pants, and a simple blouse,  I motioned for Lara to put the rest away. 

As I dressed, I spoke. “We’ll go through the other trunks once we’re back. Oh, see if you can find that scarf or something else to use. I know it doesn’t look nice, but I want you to wear something.”  Buttoning up the blouse, I grinned. “I feel like you should be wearing something. I know you are almost impervious to harm.”  Smirking, “Well, outside of a few bites.”  Shaking my head to refocus, I got back on track.  “But wearing something to say ‘protection time’. I was thinking a belt and maybe nipple guards.”

Looking around at the trunk with the enchanting supplies taken from Lara’lia’s old room. “I like that idea and someone used to be an accomplished enchanter.”  Frowning as my stomach grumbled again. 

Pointing to my boots. “Boots, please.” I headed over and took a seat on the couch.   Minutes later we’re headed back to the magus-only dining. Lara towering above me, keeping watch. 

I spotted Dewl at the corner of a building. I altered my course and called out once I’m close, “Dewal.”  I reached through the Bond, and spoke to my Familiar.

{Lara be on guard.}

Lara 

"Yesss, Missstresss.  But I didn't know which one you wanted.  And the weather sssmellssss nissss", i said.  As soon as She chose, i carefully hung the rest up.  When i came back, She was dressing, and told me to grab the scarf, telling me that she wanted me to wear something.  And just like that, it dawned on me that i should wear it.

It took a moment, since it was hanging on a wall sconce, tossed in the festivities between Mistress and me.  But putting it on felt amazing.  It made Mistress happy, i obeyed her, and i couldn’t help the thrum of  bliss i got as i obeyed.  I listened, and nodded.  "Jusssst nipplesss?  Or a whole breasssst shield?"

i blushed as She mentioned enchanting.  "i wasss...i dabbled, but i can do more if you let me, Missstresss."  Bringing the boots over, i lowered myself and helped Her get them on.  Outside, i slithered next to Her. And then She saw him. I snarled, and puffed up.  Then froze for a second.  [Mistress.....we smell/taste blood.]

Solona 

Dewal spun around, clutching his arcane focus, a rune covered rod, in his right hand and something in the other. I spotted his two bully-boys behind him holding a third figure down.

Dewal spoke, sounding like his mouth was hurting. “Wha’ta ‘ant?” He blinked finally spotting Lara, and stepped back. “Just iss’hins a challenge ‘ere.”   I did a basic scan.  Someone had broken his teeth apart, badly, so he could open his mouth.  Instead of checking, or even just asking another healer, he’d had one of his lackey’s break his teeth.  What an idiot. 

{Good job spotting that blood.}

Shaking my head and focusing on the chain, I noticed it wass part of a broken necklace. “Have you issued the challenge yet?”

Dewal half shrugged and indicated the brand on his arm.

“Give the focus back to her.”

“Him”, one of the others said. Dewal glared at him and spat out, “Won’t matter when the’r my ‘amiliar.”

I stepped forward and put out my hand. “Give me the focus.” I felt Lara stir behind me. Dewal reluctantly placed the broken necklace with a pendant dangling from it in my hand and stepped back.  Past him, I motioned the other two back. Doing a quick scan of the figure that was between them, I nodded. “Oh, that was your plan. I’ll have to inform the administration.” 

{Lara, glare at the other two please.}

Looking back at Dewal, I said “Don’t worry your name won’t be forgotten.”  I leaned down and placed my hand on the chest and head of the man lying mostly unconscious. A few seconds work clears up the scratches and the bruising. 

The other two started to back away.

Sparing a glance at them, I said “Was this your idea or all his?”

“Dewal bought the poison, but the one that sold it said it had to be ingested.” 

“We were cutting him up and pouring it in.”

Turning my attention back to the victim, I focused on the poison: nausea, muscle spasms, blurry vision, but not deadly. He was in more danger from the inept knifework than the poison. Since it wan’t deadly, it was faster and less mana intensive to have his body build a resistance and burn through it, rather than spend the time breaking it down. Minutes later he’s waking up. 

The two bully-boys, seeing their victim coming to, ran.

{Let them go. But keep Dewl here.}

The man woke up as I finished healing him. I gave him his focus and patted him on the shoulder. “Feeling better?”

He frantically grabbed the focus and examined it. Sighing in relief. “They didn’t break it. They broke the chain but not the pendant.” He placed the pendant in his hand and wrapped the chain around it. 

“So Dewal, you were on the way to the circle, right?”

Looking rather stricken Dewal held up two fingers and muttered, “Two days.” 

Shaking my head, “You issued the challenge, the one challenged has the option of choosing when.” Looking down at the man and giving him a look to play along.

“What’s your name anyway?”

“Deiman, my name is Deiman.”

I didn’t remember him and after checking neither did Lara.  I helped Deiman up. “Evon’s Hut is closer. That's good for you Dewal. We’ll all go to the dueling circle by Evon’s hut.”

Lara 

i watched as Dewal spun around, and he was holding something.  Another focus.  Whoevers it is will still be able to cast, but it's harder.  Costs more energy for the same spell.  That's why i made mine like i did, so i'd never lose it, unless someone took my hand.  i preened, happy to get Mistress's praise, and then Dewal spoke again.  it's annoying, HE'S annoying, but there's nothing we can do about it right now.  Familiars aren't allowed to harm anyone, unless they're expressly given permission, and then it's the magus who is to blame.  I would never bring shame or anything like that upon Mistress.  The very thought is anathema to me.

But i DID shift nearer to Mistress as Dewal gave Her something, the other apprentices focus.  i could hear Her in my head, and suddenly I glared at them, rising up to almost seven feet tall, forked tongue slipping out loudly.  Doing my best to intimidate them, my mouth slowly dropped open, displaying fangs.  They started talking, answering Mistress's questions, and what i heard was horrific.  Even as an apprentice, you heard about cheaters.  None as bad as Theron the Despicable, but prefects have been known to make students wish they'd never been born when they get caught cheating.

{yes, Mistress}, and i quickly slithered around Dewal, not touching or harming but wrapping around him in tight coils almost taller than he is.  He certainly wasn't going anywhere until Mistress told me to let him.  His voice sounded odd for some reason, and i wondered.  { Mistress, why does his voice sound fucked up?}  Blinking, i slowly unwind but kept around Dewl, herding him towards Evons Hut.

It's a smaller circle, the Hut itself not much to look at.  The former home of a Magus whose claim to fame was determining which insect shells were safe to use for the creation of different glazes used in artificing and creating unbreakable pots and glasses, nobody really used this one.  The stands were deserted, and there were no prefects or staff nearby, which was fine.  As third years, they weren't necessary.

Deiman strode into the Circle, invoking it, and Dewal did as well after a very loud hiss/glare and a threat from Mistress.  It was over quickly, something that i'd seen, but never understood until now.  Now that i was also a familiar, i knew exactly what had happened...and how it felt.  The only difference was, would Deiman treat Dewal as good as Mistress was treating me?  Deiman strode from the circle, his face alive and holding a small black kitten that struggled and then purred weakly as he stroked its back. 

Solona

Smiling at Deiman, I said, “Congratulations, I’d say it was a tough fight, but I’d be lying. Dewal fought like he’d already lost.”

Dieman, holding the kitten in one hand, smiles and shrugged.   “Thanks.”  Paying more attention to the kitten than me . “How did you know what he was doing anyway? And why help me?”

I chuckled. “He almost tried the same thing on me. But I’d already been challenged.”  Nodding to Lara.  “And I thought you probably had a magic that others looked down on as well. As for the other.” Shrug.  “Seemed to be the right thing to do.  I know you’ve got a lot to process and I’m starving. See you in class. Later.”

“Sure, and thanks again.”

We headed to the dining building. I grabbed Lara’s hand and pulled her to me and wrapped it around me. “You did good, you followed orders and kept Dewal there without hurting him.” 

Reaching up with my left hand and circling a nipple before lightly tugging. “But we’re definitely going to need breast shields and a belt. Can’t have you distracting me, if there really is a fight.”

The first thing I noticed when we walked in was the sound of hooves. A regal antlered deer woman, a two-legged pony girl and a faun all seem to be competing to make the most noise. The newly mined magi seemed to be showing off their familiars by having them serve, fetching drinks, retrieving deserts. Anything as an excuse to have them parade around.

I walked up front and ordered but had Lara carry everything back to an empty table.  “I bet when everything settles down, this place will be full every night.” 

Lara 

i stood there and watched as Deiman held Dewal and gently petted the kitten, making it purr.  Maybe..maybe it'll be ok?  But that's not something that i have to worry about anymore.  Then Mistress said that he'd almost tried the same thing, and at first we get angry, Mistress able to feel my outrage through the Bond.  How DARE he have tried to take OUR Mistress away from us!!  And then we calmed, and smiled.  Of course Mistress was the one that messed up his jaw.  Because Mistress is just good like that.  She beat me, and i was fairly certain that Dewal would have been an easy mark.  Which is why he didn't go hunting for me.

Slithering next to Mistress, i was happy and it felt great when She took my hand, holding it.  Her words are...are like shining stars that made me happy to be honored to receive them.  i was good.  i obeyed.  Mistress rewarded me with pleasure, grabbing and playing with a nipple as my head tilted back, eyes fluttering as i moaned.  "Ye...Yesss, Missstresss", i managed to say once She let go and i came down from the pleasure.

The dining hall was full of people.  An even number of familiars and Mages are there, with some of them clattering around and making noise.  At least one catgirl was napping on the floor by her Mages feet, the remaining few are serving and getting things.  Well, none of those familiars have a Mistress as good as mine, an offhand thought that makes me stop for a moment.  Not recognizing  where it came from, then i shrugged and followed, trying to keep my tail from getting in the way.  It's actually easy once i got the hang of folding it and moving both at the same time, which sounds easier than it was.

Mistress ordered, and then left me to carry everything, which i did happily, smiling at Mistress as i put her food in front of her.  "I would imagine that you're correct, Misstress.  Sssertainly with more Duelsss taking plassse", i said with a smile.  Looking over at the faun and smiling at her, then focusing all my attention on Mistress.  "Ssso....Missstresss....may i asssk a kwesssshun?", some of the syllables difficult for my tongue.

Solona 

Pausing, I looked around at everyone in the dining room.  I’m certain no one ever expected to see me in here, not as a magus at any rate.  I knew there would be some upsets, there always are and depending on who was involved, may be talked about for a day or even the rest of the year.  But that doesn’t seem to matter to anyone in here.   I smiled as I turned back to Lara, “Yes, you may ask me questions.”

Lara 

"Thank you, Missstresss", i say, and cocked my head as my tail coiled and i lowered myself down.  "Ummm...what are your plansss for after we leave here, Missstresss?  Will we be going to one of the larger sssitiesss?  Or ssstick to the sssmaller townsss?  Sssinssse they need a healer asss much asss the sssitiesss."  i thought for a moment.  "If it isss your wish to have magical gear, then perhapsss an artifissser Magusss might be able to help, Missstresss.  When i wasss human, i wasss a..a dabbler at bessst.  And...and how will i bessst be able to ssserve you?"

Solona 

I slowed then stopped eating. “I don’t know.  Well, before, I never let myself plan, or hope, beyond third year.” Taking a drink, “But, I’m a magus now. I actually get to pick what I’d like to study, not shuffled off to the back of some classroom and then drug out on endless rounds to the city and the surrounding area.” Waving my hand, “Not that I’m complaining about that. Without that experience,” face slightly darkening in memory,” and what came from it, I wouldn’t have tried half of what I did in the circle.”

To lighten the mood, I finished off the drink and handed the glass to Lara. 

Once she was back, I continued. “To your second question.” Nodding “If I’m going to have you wear something to proclaim guard or protection, it should be practical.”  I smiled at her.  “My initial idea was to have them be self-adhesive, so you wouldn’t be as much of a distraction to me.” 

Reaching out a hand, I motioned her close. As Lara leaned in, I grasped a nipple and tugged. “Like now, if you weren’t wearing that sarong, I’d have you now. As it is, I can’t wait till we’re back in my new rooms.” Sighing, “I will add artificer to the list of things to look into this month.”  I stopped tugging and ran my fingers down her breast , cupped it from below.  “And your third question. I think your form answers that best. I made you based on what I perceived I needed and wanted.  Beyond that I’ll remind you, I left your mind for reasons beyond the sentimental.” 

Leaning back, I smiled. “Carry the dishes over and if they have any fruit out, grab some. I think it may be another long night.”

Lara 

i nodded as I listened.  i had made plans, but that was....well, none of them mattered anymore.  i'd thought i was going to be the magus, and here i was, in all my six armed glory.  Which, to be honest, was pretty impressive as I absently flexed a muscle.  "Well...it...umm...it worked.  Sssso...asss they ssssay, exsssperienssse isss the bessst teacher?  And sssaying that five timessss fassst will be a nightmare", and i giggleed, a mirthful, happy sound.  Taking the glass, i rosse up and made my way to the counter to refill it.  On the way back, the faun started hopping over my coils and it turned into a game of me trying to move towards Mistress and her trying to hop in and out of the loops without tripping or hitting me.  And she's good, but I keep moving forward towards Mistress, a smile on my face.

"Well...i have ssssome ideassss, if you'd like to see them, Missstresss.  i....i can draw out the desssignsss really well", i said with a blush.  "Umm..dissstracshun?", i asked, and moved forward.  Her hand reached out, and grabbed my nipple, pulling and drawing a loud moan and a thump from my tail.  Nobody noticed, i think, but my eyes fluttered as i gasped.  "i...ummm...i....yessss, please", i whispered, suddenly feeling very turned on, Her touch arousing even before she played with extra sensitive boobs.  Drawing my shoulders back, all of them, so that my tits jutted out into Her hand.

"and i thank you for that, Missstresss.  Thank you for letting me be me and ssstay me, and....and giving me purpossse.  and giving me thisss amazzzing body that i can ussse for you."  Taking the dishes, i rose a bit unsteadily, the sarong clearly wet over the part it's supposed to be covering, and as i blushed, the faun saw it and winked, smiling widely at me.  She nodded in a knowing fashion, and I made it a point to remember her, to see if maybe i could talk to her, if our owners allow.  Our Owners.  Still getting over that one.

Bringing everything back, i grabbed a small bag and begin to load it up with fruit.  Sweet things, that i know Mistress will like and that i can feed to Her.  "Missstresss is hungry", i told the counterperson, and they nodded.  turning, i again had to play the same game with the faun, only this time more than one familiar and even a mage stopped to watch as we both bobbed and weaved.  i can feel Mistress's joy and laughter at watching us, and i returned to Her with a smile on my face, laughing.

"i may have gotten a whole treesss worth of fthruit", i said with a grin.  "but i got enough that it should lasssst all night.  And it'sss a good thing that you can...ummm....", and I blush.  "Heal chafing." 

Solona 

Laughing, I raised  my voice a bit, for those around me, “Yes, healing is good for chafing.”

I smiled at Lara’s reaction.  Glancing at the faun and lowering my voice back to normal, I said,  “Seems I’m not the only one.” 

Motioning to put the fruit on the table.  “Nice, but we’ve been in the room all day. Maybe something sweet before we head back. Something light, but sweet.” 

{Circle around the room on your way there to see if she follows. If she does, closely face her and ask if she has a recommendation. You may speak with her and keep her occupied for a few minutes.}