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The Wizard and the Lady of Armador( NightSorceress and Wolvenrogue)

He had been accused of worse before, and he didn't expect her to like him . The madness he could handle too. After all it could be useful if properly directed. " I suggest you eat your toast, you don't have much body fat. Remember I can feed you the same way you received the potion. But it will take longer and involve a bit more pain. I suspect you will be better off eating."
 
She couldnt hear him not his suggestion or his threat. Her fingers reached up and was playing with her hair as she paced. in such a short time he had broken her. Never being exposed to anything like this, even the hatered from the townspeople she never knew it. Her mind was having a hard time understand why he was doing this. Her body shivered again her lips turning bluer from being cold.
 
He went back to his lab and considered what to do next . Her not eating was a serious issue or it could be. H e opened his jourbal and looked over what he had used in the past. He needed a tested and proven remedy, one that would generate appetite. Finding an acceptable candidate, he started pressing pills.
 
Her fingers and let go of her hair and now each arm had fingers nails running up and down them over and over again. She left at first pink lines down her beautiful skin but then as she continued her pacing and mumbling and her repeated assault on her flesh the pink lines on white skin started to bleed, her blood looked so bright on snow white skin.
 
When the wizard returned the sight of her perfect skin brightened and bleeding sickened him and made him angy. However, he restrained him self and let his analytical mind kick in. He knew by now that telling her not to scratch herself was a fruitless idea, and so he had to treat both the symptom and the cause. He didn't even walk in. Instead, he just glanced at her and left closing the door.

He dug through his closet and found a pair of soft knitted mittens, and then returned to the lab to work on the cause of her scratching and help her skin to heal. To heal her, he mixed a collection of essential oils with a small amount of milk and a teaspoon of alcohol as an emollient and anesthetic.

Next he prepared another pill, this one he hoped would relax her and calm her without putting her to sleep, in fact he hoped it wound have the opposite effect and might even leave somewhat excited, and hopefully hungry.

He returned to the room and with the mittens in hand, he spoke softly. " give me your hand. " Not waiting for a response, He took her hands and one at a time put them in mittens and tied them securely in place tightly enough so they couldn't be pulled off over her hands. He checked the strong cord that he used to be sure it wasn't tight enough to be uncomfortable.
 
She didn’t even hear him come in the room or his soft voice. She was pacing and mumbling. Suddenly he grabbed her hand and she screamed afraid what he was going to do her. She felt the softness of his mittens on her hand. She looked at him. “What are you doing....are you going to cut my hands off?” She was thinking the worst she could because she didn’t understand what this man had planned for her.
 
"Certainly not!" but I won't have you damaging your perfect white skin, and so far, you have shown no tendency to follow instructions . " Next he sat and pulled her in to his lap and rubbed the ointment he had made into her arms. Finally , he again bent her over his lap, and after lubricating her with the ointment, inserted not one but two pills deep inside her before he let her up.
 
She tried to pull away from afraid of what that will do to her when he rubbed it into her skin. “Why won’t you tell me what ur doing to me....how can I trust you when you won’t tell me” she screamed again as he bent over and he touched her ass hole. She felt him insert something into her ass again but it felt like more than before. When he let her up alittle milk dripped from her nipples the the stimulation to her ass had caused it. It wasn’t a lot and seemed to have stopped already but he wouldn’t miss the droplets hanging there
 
When he sat her up, the milk drops hanging from her nipples caught his attention. He collected them with a finger and brought them to his tongue. The taste was sweet and creamy.

"You have been given three things; a potion to make your breasts start their natural function and make and give milk, a potion to help your skin heal quickly from your scratching , that was the cream I rubbed on your arms, and a third potion to relieve your stress and relax you so that you will not continue to harm yourself. The mittens are to prevent your doing any more harm untill the potion can take effect.

The potion for making milk would seem to be working or at least it is beginning to, so you will continue to receive it."
 
“Why are you doing this to me? What do you mean milk?” She said softly. She was starting to feel tired and sleepy from the pill he gave her to relax. She was wobbly and sat down on the bed next to him. She drew a deep breath and looked at him almost falling over on him. “Why did you not tell me what you were doing” she asked in a yawn.
 
"Would you have cooperated if I had?" he asked Haven't you noticed your breasts dripping? They look to me to be a little larger too. "what do you think?" He laid her back on the bed and then layed beside her and decided to suckle her nipples and see just how much milk she really had. She seemed relaxed enough now that it would not be difficult.
 
Her mind was foggy now. And his words were almost like a buzzing in her ears. She let him move her pale body any way he wanted. “Why are you doing these things to me” she asked him in more of a mumble. “Why are my breast so important to you” she asked trying to understand. As his warm mouth found her breast he was able to stimulate her milk much like a child would. Although it wasnt a lot her breast gave him a mouthful before it has nothing left t give.
 
"The breasts of a woman are important to every man. They give sustenance when he is an infant, comfort when he is a child, and delight when he is a man." He moved to the other breast and drank it dry as well. " I think you will have more milk tomorrow, and soon you will ask me to suckle and later you will beg if I deny you" She looked as if she were about to fall asleep, so he returned to the lab . "Now we will see if she can be a redhead. " he thought to himself as he started to mix a new potion. This was the most complicated so far since he not only had to add color, but he had to control the color.
 
She didn’t understand but she also was in a position to ask him anymore questions. She was starting to fall a sleep. His relaxing pill worked a little well. She didn’t even feel him when he moved to her other breast. She just wrapped herself in the blanket and fell a sleep.
 
For the next four hours he worked and experimented trying little samples on the back of his hand . All produced hair but only his own color, deep ebony. It seemed that only a lighter colored being might actually work. Finally he decided to try it on a white rat the first turned it purple . He decided that this was not ready to be tried just yet. Finally he decided he should give her another dose of the lactation medication. He took a pill with him and found her sound asleep face down on the bed. He lifted the cover and buttering he ass as before he slipped the pill inside her while she slept. However, he forgot to wash the purple potion from his finger before he did. When he had finished, he got up from the bed andallowed her to slee
 
Her breast had not grown in her sleep, they just filled again with the amount of milk as they did before. When he came in to insert another pill into her eyes the relaxation pill was still in effect and she did not wake. She turned over once he was through and went back to sleep for a time. when she finally did wake a mouth full of milk waited for him and her hair was pale lilac color.
 
He spent a little time mulling over his failure and cleaning his lab before he returned to the woman. When he walked into the room, his jaw dropped. Her hair was stunning! and such an exotic color. He had her stand and turn around and when his eyes wandered over her he noticed the milk again dripping at her nipples.
 
She was still waking up when he entered the room. She yawned when he suddenly came to get her out of bed. She stood and looked at him. He seemed excited by her. She wrinkled her forehead. “What’s wrongs?” She questioned she was worried that one of his pills had done something to her/
 
"Your hair is amazing , such a beautiful color, and you milk is back . How do you feel? hopefully no more pain.?"
 
She didn’t know what he meant but then she grabbed a piece of her hair and looked at it “Oh my” she shocked and the moved to the mirror she looked at the pale purple color now just looking at it. “How did this happen” she asked. He mentioned her milk and she looked to her breast now there was two small drops from each nipple. Her breast had not changed in sized which was happy about. “I dont feel pain...just different” she said her eyes then went back to her hair it was the first thing that had ever been something other than white on her body aside from her eyes.
 
"See... its not all bad. It was a potion I made yesterday but I am surprised at how beautiful it turned out" He looked her over again, something was different, he just couldn't place it. Maybe it was just the hair.
 
She turned now to look at him. Her eyes near her cornea was now a deep purple but the further it moved away the bluer the color was till it was an ice blue. She hadn’t even noticed the change in the mirror because it was so slight but it made her look even more enchanting.
 
He saw her looking in the mirror and had to ask. "What are you looking at? something else changed, didn't it."
 
She turned to look at him. “My eyes, I think my eyes changed. But could it be just to reflecting my hair. Can you check?” She moved closer to him. To allow him to check her eyes.
 
He placed his hands on her shoulders to hold her still and looked carefully. "Yes the center are deep purple . They were light blue before." As he touched her he was struck with how exquisitely soft she felt. He let his hands slide down her arms and leaving her tiny hands slip behind her smooth thighs. one remained there the other slipped up over her bottom to the small of her back and he pulled her gently to his chest.
 
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