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When people talk about the Olden Days, they always talk about the Flower of Chivalry. And they talk about King Arthur like his panties had nothing but the Flower of Chivalry printed on them!
But what does the Flower of Chivalry mean? Well, it means that knights are brave and that they fight a whole lot! So you can see that King Arthur had some busy panties.
This is because King Arthur was the leader of the Knights of the Round Table. Well, the Knights of the Round Table all had lots of adventures. But their biggest adventure of all was going in quest of the Holy Grail. But Monty Python has told that story well enough. So let me tell you another.
When all the knights got back from the Holy Grail, they came to King Arthur's castle for a little while.
Now King Arthur had dear friend named Merlin. Merlin was the greatest wizard in all the world. He was old, and he had a long, grey beard. And he had lived for a long time. He found Arthur when Arthur was just a wee, little boy. And he helped Arthur become King.
So Merlin came to King Arthur's castle. He brought a young girl with him. Her name was Vivian. She was just eighteen years old. She was very beautiful, with long, black hair, pale skin, and deep, black eyes.
Vivian was actually the Lady of the Lake. The Lady of the Lake is also very famous. Because she gave King Arthur the sword called Excalibur! It's a very beautiful sword.
But Vivian disguised herself from Merlin. Vivian was a lake fairy. But she wanted to be wizard, too, like Merlin. So she decided that she would learn magical powers from Merlin.
The only problem was that Merlin was starting to fall in love with Vivian! An old man? Fall in love with an eighteen year old girl? Yee-uck!, thought Vivian to herself. So any time Merlin would try to make advances at her, she would brush them off, and tell Merlin, "Behave yourself, you dirty old man!"
Well, now we have Merlin and Vivian feasting and celebrating with the Knights of the Round Table! And what a party those guys can throw! They celebrated in a big hall, with lots of tables, all just crammed full of food and drink. There was music that was so cheerful you just had to dance!
Merlin would try to dance with Vivian. But she would tell him, "No way! I don't want all these handsome knights to see me dancing with an old man like you!"
Then the brave knight Sir Pelleas came up to Vivian and said, "May I have this dance, fair lady?"
And of course, Vivian said, "Why yes!"
What a rip-off, Merlin thought!
Well, Merlin could see the glimmer in their eyes as they danced. Boy, they were two love birds for sure, weren't they? How could Vivian and Sir Pelleas hit it off just like that?
Merlin saw King Arthur and Queen Guenivere sitting on their beautiful, golden thrones. King Arthur seemed to be asking Queen Guenivere to dance. But she shook her head.
Well, Merlin knew why that was! He smirked to himself. Poor King Arthur. Little does he know -- or little does he admit! -- how much Queen Guenivere loves Sir Launcelot. And Sir Launcelot, the bravest knight in all the land, loved Queen Guenivere. But Sir Launcelot was nowhere to be found today. And that seemed to be making Queen Guenivere very sad.
Good! Merlin thought. At least I'm not the only sad one at this party. But then Merlin watched Queen Guenivere motion to Sir Pelleas. Sir Pelleas approached the throne -- hand in hand with Vivian! Pelleas and Vivian both bowed to the King and Queen.
Queen Guenivere spoke for a moment to King Arthur. Then Arthur spoke with Pelleas. Arthur drew Pelleas aside. Queen Guenivere was now alone with Vivian. Guenivere stood up cheerfully and took Vivian's hands in hers. Guenivere danced Vivian into the crowd of happy revelers and began dancing with her.
The two ladies danced together so energetically and cheerfully that the crowd moved back a bit just to watch the two of them! It was obvious that Vivian was enjoying herself very much with Queen Guenivere. Her face was flushed with delight!
Well!, thought Merlin to himself. Vivian can enjoy herself with everybody but me, huh? Fine. I don't care. He glumly walked away from the crowd, to one of the massive rugs hanging on the gigantic stone walls of the castle. This one showed the hunting of a unicorn.
Merlin thought, Boy, one glance at Vivian, and Queen Guenivere's sadness over Sir Lancelot simply vanished! Hm... I wonder where Sir Lancelot is, anyway.
Merlin closed his eyes. He could see into the past, present, and future, just about anywhere in the world. He saw Lancelot hiding away in a castle. Lancelot was in love with Queen Guenivere. But he knew that his love for Queen Guenivere could never be satisfied. After all, Guenivere was married to Arthur, the most powerful man all of Britain!
Merlin thought, Yeah, I'm a lot like Lancelot. I'm brave, strong, young, handsome, and quite lovelorn. Oh, well, poor us, right Lancelot? Us two bums, misunderstood in the world. But what are you going to do?
But now Merlin had let his mind wander a bit too much on Lancelot. His vision drifted into the future. He saw something he didn't want to see. It was a beautiful, shining, golden flower! And it was on a stem of pure emerald! It was the Flower of Chivalry!
But suddenly a sword cut the Flower of Chivalry right off of its emerald stem!
There was a lot of blood on the ground all of the sudden. And he could hear Queen Guenivere and Sir Lancelot telling each other goodbye for the last time.
Merlin opened his eyes again to see the large tapestry. The music from the celebration slowly drifted back to his ears. Merlin thought to himself, This is worse than anything I've seen yet for the Knights of the Round Table. What's going to happen?
Merlin sighed deeply. He thought, Oh, I don't want to see what will happen. I'm tired of all this fighting and bloodshed. I wish, for once, I could just see peace.
*****
The two pretty ladies stopped dancing. Queen Guenivere threw her arms around Vivian's neck in a fit of ecstasy! Vivian felt Guenivere's warm, thin, soft body pressing against hers. Oh, it felt just as luxurious as anything in this grand castle!
The other dancers were even more inspired to dance after seeing Guenivere and Vivian. They all piled out onto the floor and danced wildly with each other. It was clear that the wine was clearly setting in. It was like Guenivere and Vivian were no longer even there. Guenivere and Vivian got bumped at few times from all different people.
But still Guenivere was holding onto Vivian. Guenivere said, "Oh, Vivvy, I just don't want to let you go! I want to hold you in my arms forever!"
Vivian thought, Where's Pelleas? I really fancy him, and I'd like to dance with him.
Guenivere suddenly kissed Vivian quickly on the mouth. Guenivere's lips were so soft, and her breath was so sweet! Vivian swooned with delight, and she almost even forgot about Sir Pelleas.
She'd certainly forgotten about Merlin.
But now why would I need to think of Merlin at this moment? She thought. I'm here having a good time, and that old foagie comes creeping back into my mind...
But Vivian had found herself suddenly stiffening, pushing herself out of Guenivere's passionate grip. She also hear herself saying, "The dance was quite enjoyable, my Queen. I thank you deeply for it. But I must find my teacher, Merlin. I feel he --"
Guenivere laughed heartily and grabbed Vivian around the waist, low down, almost touching Vivian's firm, round bottom. She pulled Vivian to her tightly, so that the two girls were touching each other closely below the waist. Guenivere said, "Loosen up, Sweetie! This is a party! You don't need to talk to your teacher all the time!"
Vivian said, "But Sir Pelleas?"
Guenivere said, "Oh, Sir Pelleas is having a conference with Arthur and some of the other, more serious knights. Look. If you're so serious, why don't you come have a conference with me?"
Vivian said, "About what? The future of Britain?"
Guenivere said, "Sure! But let's confer in my private bedroom."
Vivian was quickly led through the wild mass of drunken revellers. Guenivere had Vivian by the hand and was pulling her through the stone corridors as quickly, maybe even more quickly, than Vivian could run! Guenivere said, "Quick, quick, Honey! I can't wait much longer! I need you so bad!"
Guenivere stopped at a door. She pulled a big, iron key out of a velvet purse and slammed it into the door.
Vivian said, "You need to confer with me so bad?"
Guenivere twisted the lock open. She said, "Whatever. Sure. I'm so hot and wet -- I mean, hot and wet to confer with you."
Guenivere shoved the door open and pushed Vivian inside. She then worked on shutting and locking the door.
Vivian had only a second to look at the glamorous room, decorated with all kinds of beautiful silks and tapestries. There were beautiful chests and vanities made only of gold and silver, it seemed! And the bed--!
But Vivian was suddenly flung forcefully on the bed. The jolt from the blow was immediately met by the soft, welcoming fluffiness of the bed. Vivian had such a strange mixture of worry and delight! The bed felt so good, she just wanted to snuggle up with someone and fall asleep right now! But the worry--
Guenivere had flipped Vivian onto her back and flopped her delicious body right on top of her. Guenivere kissed Vivian slowly and softly. Her tongue went into Vivian's panting mouth. Guenivere's tongue was so sweet!
But Vivian felt wrong about all of this. She thought of Pelleas again, how beautiful and strong he was. She hadn't had barely a chance to talk to him! Sure, Guenivere was sexy as heck. But did she really want Guenivere? Did Guenivere really want her? And what about Merlin? She felt that Merlin had been trying --
Vivian sat up forcefully. "Stop!" She cried.
Guenivere had been knocked off of Vivian. She sat up on the luxurious bed. "Oh, so you do play a little rough, don't you? I like it..." Guenivere grinned like a tiger and pounced on Vivian again, this time ripping off her dress top! Vivian's breasts sprung out in all their fullness and roundness!
Vivian felt a rush of desire again. She felt very warm and soft between her legs. But she sat up again. She suddenly had an insight. She said, "Sir Lancelot! You're angry at him!"
Guenivere backed off, as if she had been slapped. Her face turned deep red and her brow furrowed deeply. She said, "How dare you address a Queen in such a brazen way!" She seemed just about to attack Vivian physically.
But Vivian's insight continued, "You wonder why he didn't come to see you, why he didn't come to the castle tonight, like all the other knights did! You know, deep down, that he's trying to atone for the romance you've had. He's trying to set things right.
"But you still want him. Just like he still wants you. And so you're mad that he didn't come here tonight to be with you, aren't you?"
Guenivere's anger had turned to slight sorrow. She sat on the bed beside Vivian and said, "Oh, wizards. Does your gift of sight bore you as much as it bores me? What bores me even more, though, is Sir Lancelot's sense of propriety. We love each other. That's just the way fate is.
"Well, I'll tell you this, too. Sir Lancelot and King Arthur have loved each other as well. Nobody talks about that, do they? But if anybody gets the slightest hint of anything going on between me and Sir Lancelot, they're ready to burn me at the stake -- literally!
"It's what happens when you're a beautiful woman and a Queen, Viv. Men are like wolves. They're hungry for females. When they can't get at one, they gossip about her and hold her up to some stupid standard of purity -- that they definitely don't hold themselves to.
"Well, Sir Lancelot has one foot in the world of loving me and one foot in the world of upholding this fake ideal of my purity. And I'm sick of it. I'm sick of men altogether. So, what say, Vivvy? Let's tell men to kiss off. And let me kiss you off."
Vivian would have played with Guenivere all night long. She was still quite ready for it! But she didn't feel like being a charity lay, even for the queen. And she didn't feel like being somebody's rebound. Besides, it definitely felt like her teacher, Merlin, was trying to --
Guenivere pounced on Vivian again. She kissed Vivian again, while at the same time tearing off her own dress. She embraced Vivian softly. The two ladies' hard nipples were rubbing together, creating such a tingle of pleasure in Vivian! She groaned in happiness. But she yelled, "No!"
There was a sound like thunder, and Guenivere was thrown against the wall. Vivian was standing, floating, actually, about six inches above the floor in front of the bed. Guenivere looked up at Vivian in extreme anger and fear.
Suddenly there was a loud knocking on the door and Merlin's voice saying, "Vivian! Vivian! Are you fooling around in there?"
Guenivere cried out, "Guards! Get in here now!"
*****
Maybe I've come to depend on Vivian too much, Merlin thought. She is only my student. I'm her teacher. Why do I suddenly feel the need to share my vision with her?
But Merlin did feel the need. But now he couldn't find Vivian. He elbowed his way through the crowd of dancers, crying, "Vivian! Vivian, where are you?"
The crowd of dancers seemed largely oblivious of all the others, including Merlin. But one of the revellers, the great knight named Sir Gareth, said, "I think I saw her go off with Queen Guenivere, O Merlin! Looks like King Arthur is about to be twice cuckolded. Once by his best knight and once by his best wizards girl pupil! Ha ha ha!"
Why, that little sneak!, Merlin thought, not quite sure if he meant Queen Guenivere or Vivian. He rushed out the other side of the crowd. He closed his eyes and dimmed his ears from the piping music. Suddenly he saw the Queen and her new love toy in the Queen's "secret" chamber. The Queen had her tongue halfway down Vivian's throat. And Vivian was loving every inch of it.
Oh! Well, that's just perfect!, Merlin thought indignantly. Right when I need her for matters of state! He rushed through the stone corridors, to the heavy door of Queen Guenivere's love nest.
He was about to open the door. He knew it was locked. But he'd been unlocking locked doors with his magic since he was a little -- well, young child. He'd never gotten much of a chance to be a baby.
But he didn't want to just barge in on Vivian and Guenivere. He didn't want to rush in on the sight of them straddling each other, naked, in the throes of ecstasy, or inverted and nestled against each other, one's face passionately buried in the other's wet crotch. It might have been a lovely sight. But it would have been too much pain for his love-stricken heart.
So he simply pounded his magical staff on the door and cried out, "Vivian! Vivian! Are you fooling around in there?"
He didn't have time to be flabbergasted by the silliness of his own words. He heard Queen Guenivere call out, "Guards! Get in here now!"
Merlin knew that on the other side of the room from this door there was another door. Guards hired to protect Queen Guenivere, pledged in loyalty to her, above their loyalty to the King, sat constantly on the other side of that door, ready to protect the Queen any time she came into danger in this particular room.
Merlin opened his door and entered the room before the Guards could get at Vivian. He was surprised to see Vivian standing, floating, above the ground. He was equally surprised to see Guenivere standing up, but not from the bed.
Merlin saw Vivian's bare breasts and started drooling. He thought, Oh, I want to taste those so badly! Vivian saw where Merlin was staring. She covered up her breasts quickly and shouted, "Look away! You dirty, old man!"
Merlin didn't have time to blush. The guards burst in the door. Just as quickly, Merlin put them all to sleep. Vivian had magically sewn up her garment and landed her feet back down on the ground. The Queen was holding up the dress-top that she'd torn off her own chest in passion.
Before Merlin could ask any questions of the amorous females, King Arthur and a retinue of guards clanged in through the doorway. The guards were all fully armed. King Arthur was still garbed in his royal celebration attire. Beside King Arthur stood Sir Pelleas. Vivian noticed that Pelleas' hair was a bit ruffled, as if he had been laying down somewhere...
Arthur demanded, "What's the meaning of this, Merlin?"
Vivian instinctively ran to Sir Pelleas. She hugged him urgently. She noticed he was warm and hard below the waist. She wondered why.
Pelleas seemed a little hesistant in hugging her at first. But then she felt his strong arms grasp her surely. She rested her head innocently against his broad, warm chest.
Merlin would have answered Arthur right away, but he was aghast at Vivian flaunting her love for Pelleas -- right in front of his old, weary eyes!
Guenivere got in her explanation before Merlin had even realized he'd been questioned. The Queen said, "Merlin attempted to force himself upon me!"
Merlin said, "I wha...?"
Guenivere said, "Had it not been for my guards, I would have been violated for sure." She then looked at Vivian and grinned a little. She turned back to King Arthur and said, "Well, actually, it was Vivian who saved me first. She magically entered my room and stopped Merlin. We should keep her in our castle, darling. For fu-- I mean, for luck's sake."
King Arthur said, "I agree! She must be a good luck charm if she saved you from such an unlucky occurrence."
Merlin said, "Your Majesty! I had a vision! The Flower of Chivalry --"
"Was about to be de-flowered by you!" Arthur replied. "No explanation necessary, Merlin! You're past your prime. You're obviously doting. You'd never have done something about this when you were younger, and your wits were more about you.
"But that's no excuse for attempting to have an affair with my Queen! Why, what would people say if they knew I was allowing an affair with my wife?"
A couple of the guards, as well as Sir Pelleas, snickered. But Arthur pretended not to hear.
"No, Merlin. You must be punished! You must have your head chopped off! And your body split in two! Seize him, guards!"
Vivian cried, "No! Not my Merly!" She pushed away from Pelleas -- and disappeared! And Merlin was gone with her!
King Arthur said, "I should have expected that. Well, guards, send out word to keep an eye out for Merlin and his pupil Vivien. They won't venture outside my realm. Merlin loves this land and me too much."
Queen Guenivere was walking out the door. King Arthur softly called out, "Where are you going, Darling?"
"To take a shower in a cold waterfall. What a letdown!"
Arthur didn't understand the letdown remark. But he said, "Well, I'll join you, Darling." Arthur thought, I need a good, cold shower after being interrupted in my repast with Pelleas.
Chappie Two
Once the two had disappeared, Merlin did the driving. He led them to a hermit's castle in the forest.
A hermit's castle, you might ask? Yes. Well, in the days of the Flower of Chivalry, a hermit's house was a castle. The hermit was like a doctor in the forest. He welcomed anybody who came into the forest and gotten injured in one way or another. He healed the person's injury and gave the person time to recover.
Well, the hermit's house was basically a storehouse for healing supplies, food, and magic potions. So it naturally had to be big. In many cases, the hermit's house was as big as a castle.
It was late at night, but the hermit opened the door and politely inquired of his guests what there needs were. As soon as Merlin said, "Only a room for the night, thank you," the hermit recognized the great wizard.
The hermit said, "Why, Merlin! You're always welcome at my house! I'm delighted to see both you and your companion. What is your name, fair lady?"
"Vivian, kind sir."
The hermit smiled. "It's very nice to meet you. Please come in."
The hermit gave Merlin and Vivian each a separate room. Merlin bade the hermit go to sleep. "We can see to ourselves just fine. And we'll be gone before the light of day."
So the hermit left Merlin and Vivian in a main room, before a glowing orange fire, the only light in the dark, dark room.
Merlin said, "Close your eyes, Vivian. I'll show you my vision."
Vivian closed her eyes. She saw what Merlin had seen -- the golden flower cut from its emerald stem by a great sword. She saw the blood and heard Queen Guenivere and Sir Lancelot bid each other goodbye one last time.
Vivian opened her eyes and said, "It can't be stopped, Merlin. It's what my sword was made for."
Merlin said, "Your sword?"
Vivian blushed. She had almost given away to Merlin that she was in fact the Lady of the Lake, the water faerie who had actually made the great sword Excalibur! She said, "Um... I mean... I must have been channelling the words of some spirit of destiny."
Merlin said, "Do you really think it can't be stopped?"
Vivian said, "I think that King Arthur will need an advisor, now more than ever. An advisor in war."
Merlin said, "Vivian, I'm sorry to open myself up to you like this. But I'm tired of war. I'm tired of violence. I don't want to advise people in these matters anymore."
Vivian said, "Even if it means that your vision will come true? That these people you love will fall prey to their own greed and jealousy?"
Merlin said, "They should be able to regulate themselves. I'm tired of regulating them. Besides, I'm only half human."
Vivian feigned shock. "You are?"
Merlin said, "Yes! I'm part demon. A child of the children of the devil."
Vivian, herself not human at all, again pretended to be surprised. "You're part devil?"
Merlin said, "Yes. My magic comes at a price to me. I was born. I was an infant. But not for long. I had to grow up much faster than the average child, so I could defend my mother. In the space of a year, I grew into a five year old child.
"I had to argue like an adult, as a one-year-old-five-year-old, before a judge, to convince the judge not to burn my mother at the stake. Do you know what the charge was?"
"Being a witch?" Vivian honestly asked.
"No. It was not knowing who my father was."
Vivian was truly surprised.
Merlin continued, "They almost burned her because she didn't know who'd impregnated her. I, as a one-year-old-five-year-old had to take the judge into his chambers and tell him I was a child of the devil. I then had to perform a miracle for him."
Vivian asked, "What was the miracle?"
Merlin replied, "I told the judge of all the women he'd impregnated. Women who weren't his wife. And all the children who didn't know their father. And I promised him that he could kill my mother, but he couldn't kill me. And if he did kill my mother, I'd make sure to call up all those children to claim justice against the judge."
Vivian said, "And so your mother was let free?"
Merlin smiled and nodded. "But that didn't mean I got to be a child again. For I quickly grew into a teenager. I was called upon to learn my Latin. And I began the chronicles of the Kings of Britain.
"I discovered King Arthur in my later years. Even those years seem so long ago to me now. And I've been advising him in war ever since. Advising him against war, watching him not listening to me. Watching him walk right into war. And then advising him out of war.
"I'm sick of it, Vivian! I might be an old man. By now, in years, I'm very, very old. But I still feel like part of me is a little baby. I never got to be a baby. I wish I could have my chance."
Vivian felt a sudden wave of compassion come over her for her teacher. She walked over to Merlin's chair and embraced the old wizard. She rocked Merlin back and forth, saying, "Baby, baby."
Merlin's old heart leapt in rapture! Vivian's breast was so warm and inviting. Merlin rubbed his cheek against Vivian's bosom. The tenderness he felt then toward Vivian turned quickly into sexual arousal. He couldn't help himself. He lifted up his face and kissed Vivian!
Vivian tasted a lizard's tongue. She almost gagged! She pushed Merlin away and slapped him! She couldn't help it. She admired, even loved, her teacher. But physically, sexually, he was disgusting to her!
Merlin rubbed his cheek. He could see what Vivian was thinking. He could see in Vivian's mind. She was already trying to combat the sexual feelings Merlin had forced on her being replaced by something more appetizing to her. She saw Guenivere's and Pelleas' faces shimmer like mirrors in the water.
Merlin had an idea. He said, "Well, fine. I apologize, my dear. I made a rash decision." He stood up, his knees popping and his back creaking. He fumbled for his staff. He shuffled away. "I'm going to bed. And you?"
Vivian said, "I might stay up a bit longer and study my spells."
Merlin said, "You know almost all my magic by now, my dear."
Vivian grinned and said, "Then you'd better watch yourself with me, hadn't you?"
Merlin chuckled and went off to bed.
*****
But this was Merlin's idea. He knew Vivian would never consent to sex with him. Well, fine. So be it. An eighteen year old girl has her tastes. But Merlin knew what turned Vivian on. Guenivere and Pelleas.
So, Merlin thought, I'm going to be one of them.
Merlin thought he'd be Guenivere. But the thought of Vivian being so turned on by Guenivere made Merlin jealous -- so strangely jealous -- that he didn't want Guenivere to turn Vivian on -- even if he himself was Guenivere!
So Merlin determined, as he lay there in bed, almost suffocating under the sourness of his own breath (it disgusted even him), how he would be with Vivian this very night.
*****
Vivian was woken from her slumber by a sweet, sweet whisper.
When she'd shaken off all the vestiges of sleep, she looked in the direction of the sweet whisper.
"Pelleas!" His face seemed even more radiant than the moonlight that played upon it.
Vivian sat up, unconcerned with the fact that she had woken up just as she had gone to sleep: naked. She wrapped her arms around Pelleas and pressed her breasts and stomach tightly to Pelleas' strong chest and stomach. Already Vivian could feel herself getting warm and ready.
Vivian stopped herself. She said, "But why are you here? How did you know I was here?"
Pelleas said, "I may not know you well. But I know Merlin. He wouldn't leave Arthur's realm. He loves Arthur too much. We all do. He's so absent-minded. But Arthur loves his kingdom. And when he has to be, he's the bravest one of us all. And, besides, he brought all of us knights together. Without him, where would all of us be? Maybe dead by each other's swords."
Vivian said, "So are you here to take us back to Arthur?"
Pelleas said, "No. I'm here to rescue you. We'll leave right this moment!"
Vivian said, "Would you fight to protect me?"
Pelleas said, "I'd die to protect you!"
Suddenly the thought of Pelleas dying bit like viper's fangs into her heart. "No! Don't talk about dying! I can't lose you now! Not now that I have you!"
Pelleas put his strong, soft finger to Vivian's lips and giggled. He said, "Sh... Do you want to wake the hermit? Now I'll wake Merlin, and we'll get going."
Vivian tugged Pelleas down to the pillow with her. Pelleas remained in Vivian's embrace. Both their heads were against the soft pillow. Oh, how wonderful this is! Vivian thought. Vivian said, "Pelleas, couldn't we just leave... tomorrow? And stay here... in bed... tonight?"
Pelleas grinned. He said, "I..." He kissed Vivian quickly on the lips. "...suppose we could." He kissed her on the lips again. "But you'd have to promise to get up super early tomorrow." He kissed her again.
Vivian said, "I'll get up tomorrow, if..." she kissed Pelleas and rubbed his crotch. "...if you let me get you up tonight." Vivian remembered how big and hot Pelleas had been earlier this evening. She had a feeling that Arthur had made him that way. She wanted to test out if she was as good as Arthur at doing something like that.
Pelleas was beginning to blush. His pelvis moved a bit rhythmically with Vivian's rubbing. Pelleas said, "I'll let you get me up tonight, baby. You're already getting me up."
Vivian helped Pelleas get undressed. She could see that Pelleas was already excited. She grabbed Pelleas again. He was so big and hot! Pelleas' eyes almost seemed to be glowing with pleasure! He was so ready! Vivian could feel that she was ready, to. She felt warm and soft and so... cuddly between her legs.
She lay back. She felt Pelleas go up into her. Oh! It was perfectly marvelous! She wrapped her legs around Pelleas' hard bottom and thrilled as she felt Pelleas' powerful thrusts.
*****
There was a knocking sound and grey, liquidy light. The knocking sound seemed to be so far away at first. Then it seemed to be getting closer and closer. There was a muffled voice, almost pleading, that now accompanied the knocking.
Vivian tried to understand what the voice was saying. But then the sensation came back into her limbs, and she definitely didn't want to hear the voice. She felt Pelleas' virile, warm body under her slinky arm. She just wanted to fall back to sleep.
But the voice -- that sounded... like Pelleas' voice?
Vivian didn't wake all the way up. But she listened harder to the voice. It said, "Vivian! Merlin! Please get up! Please! The King needs your guidance!"
This made no sense to her. What was going on?
Vivian's confusion, plus the sudden realization of the urgency in Pelleas' voice, shocked Vivian into full awakeness. It must have shocked Pelleas as well, because he sat straight up in bed beside her.
Pelleas, standing at the door, said, "Vivian! Merli-- Wait. What am I doing over there?"
Vivian looked back and forth between the two Pelleases before pulling the blankets around her body and standing out of the bed, leaving the Pelleas in bed sitting up, totally naked.
Vivian looked blushingly at the Pelleas at the door. The Pelleas at the door looked at the Pelleas in the bed and said, "What kind of kinky game is this, Merlin?"
Pelleas looked back to the bed only for a second, and with squinted eyes. She didn't really want to see what she knew was there: a bearded, old, naked man slouched over in Vivian's bed.
Pelleas stuttered for only a second, then straightened up into his soldiers attitude, remembering his duty. He said, "Merlin, the King has discovered his wife's dec--"
Vivian's anger flared up within her. She roared, "I don't care what the King has discovered! Merlin, we're out of here!"
Vivian and Merlin disappeared from Pelleas' eyes.
Pelleas stood still for a second, making sure he was alone. He then said, "The old wizard pretended to be me." He shivered. "Gross."
*****
Merlin had no chance to do the driving this time around. This surprised him, as he had always been the one in control of his and Vivian's flights between three-dimensional localities.
But he found himself, not only not in control of the re-location, but also completely paralyzed! He'd never experienced something like this!
Vivian lay Merlin down on the ground in a bank of mist. Merlin was still completely naked.
Merlin looked up at Vivian. He said, "Un-paralyze me, Vivian! I'm your master!"
Vivian kicked Merlin in the ribs. Merlin yowled in pain.
Vivian said, "You betrayed me, old man!"
Merlin said, "Don't speak that way to me!" Vivian kicked Merlin in the ribs again. "Ow! Don't do that! Stop! I'm your teacher!"
Vivian said, "Not anymore. I know all the spells now."
Merlin said, "How could that be?"
Vivian said, "I study at night, when you go to sleep. I've learned more than you've taught me. I've learned all the spells. You are no longer my teacher! You betrayed your equal, old man!"
Vivian was about to kick Merlin again, but Merlin cried, "No! No! Please! I'm sorry. I really am. I love you, Vivian. I can't avoid it. I am half human. I let my human foolishness take over me. But it wasn't betrayal. As much as you may not believe it. It was love."
Vivian's brow furrowed in sympathy. But then it smoothed out. Vivian began giggling. Her laugh was as gentle as the bubbles of a brook!
Vivian could feel Merlin's thoughts. She laughed and said, "You were just trying to buy some time, weren't you? By playing on my sympathy? You were trying to come up with the spell for de-paralyzing yourself."
Merlin growled in frustration, "But you've scrambled my memory, haven't you?!"
Vivian gave a hearty laugh now. "It's only temporary, my dear."
Merlin's anger subsided. He thought, She called me dear! Even now, in this terribly shameful state, one kind word like that could quell any anger in Merlin.
Vivian sensed this. She de-paralyzed Merlin and put him back into his dark robes. His staff re-appeared in his hands.
Merlin said, "Now, Vivian, before we flew off -- didn't you get the vision of --"
Vivian sensed the vision. "No," she said. "I was so angry that I didn't see it. But I see it now." Vivian laughed. "Ha, ha! When Guenivere said that the knights would literally try to burn her at the stake, I didn't really believe it!"
But there was the vision, right before Vivian's mind. Guenivere was in a prison cell while servants and a priest set up faggots and a pole. A complete set for burning a so-called treacherous wife at the stake. Vivian then saw King Arthur on his throne. The noble knight Sir Gawain was begging King Arthur to let Guenivere go free.
Vivian said, "The people at the dance... They'd seen me and Guenivere dancing together."
Merlin said, "And the ones who weren't completely drunk from wine..."
Vivian said, "...also saw us go off to her secret chamber..."
Merlin said, "Or, as some noblemen call it, way below their breath, but with plenty of giggles..."
Vivian said, "Camp Lancelot. So they pretty much concluded that Guenivere was taking me there to do the same thing with her that Lancelot does."
Merlin said, "So rather than losing me as an adviser..."
Vivian said, "... and always ready to see the beautiful Queen of whom they're all so jealous out of the way once and for all..."
Merlin said, "They decided to spill the beans and let King Arthur know what Guenivere was really up to."
Vivian said, "All while King Arthur was getting ready to spill his beans inside my pretty Pelleas' behind!"
Merlin gasped in genuine surprise, "You don't say!"
Vivian said, "Oh, I say, alright."
Merlin said, "But, Vivian, my dear, my equal, don't you see that that vision is the very reason why you have to give me my powers back?"
Vivian replied, "I see why you'd think I should give you your powers back. And I see why you'd think you feel entitled to call me your equal. But I'm sorry to inform you that you're bound to be disappointed on both accounts."
"I'm bound to be dis--"
"Merlin, I know that a wizard needs to take care of this situation before Queen Guenivere gets burnt at the stake. An injustice like that would delight the nobles. But it would set the people of Britain starkly against Arthur. And the kingdom would fall into chaos."
"That's right, Vivian! So I--"
"So you nothing! I'm a wizard, too! And I'm going to take care of this problem."
"But I--"
"But you are going nowhere! You're not going anywhere, ever again. You're staying right here. In Broceliande."
"Yes. Yes. I see now, Vivian. You've trapped me. Haven't you? We're in the misty forest of Broceliande. Near the banks of the mystical lake, on which rides the bark that floats great men to the paradise..."
"...of Avalon. Yes, Merlin. We're in Broceliande. And do you now see who I am?"
"Vivian. You're the Lady of the Lake, who gave King Arthur the sword Excalibur. And who is destined to take King Arthur to the land of Avalon once the Flower of Chivalry has been cut down."
"Yes. I'm sorry to trap you here forever, Merlin. But I won't disappoint you. I will advise Arthur, and I will bestow our magic upon the world as best fits in with justice and destiny."
"I know you will, Vivian. But what are you going to do to me?"
"Well, Merlin, I do love you. And I felt a great sympathy for you when you opened up to me last night."
"In bed?"
"No! Not in bed! I mean before you went to bed. When you told the story of never having gotten the chance to be a child."
Vivian stretched out her right arm. A crystal-clear wand, glowing with all kinds of bright sparkles, appeared in her hand. A wave of white light hovered toward Merlin. When it reached him it felt so warm and comforting.
But Merlin could tell what was going on. He panicked and struggled against it. "No, Vivian! Don't put this spell on me!"
Merlin stood up, but even as he stood up, he felt himself shrinking. His robe crumpled over him. He was suddenly in the darkness of his rough-fibered, smelly robe! And he was scared -- scared like a child would be!
The weirdest sensation played against his face. It was like grass growing backwards! Merlin had the idea that his beard was sucking, slurping!, right back up into his face!
He felt the same thing on his head. It was like all his hair was slurping back into his head. The same thing was happening to his chest, legs, and arms! And -- Merlin shivered -- to his crotch, too!
Merlin felt goosebumps! What a gross, gross feeling all this hair-slurping was! But then the goosebumps started to feel like tickles! He wanted to giggle. But being in the dark like he was, he was too afraid to giggle. He didn't want any boogeymans to hear he was in the dark and eat him up!
Boogeymans? Merlin thought. Isn't that something a little kid would say?
Merlin felt the tickles even stronger now. What was it? It was like the tickles went all the way to his bones! But his bones didn't feel weak anymore! They felt strong! And suddenly, all that saggy, old, sad skin that he'd had to bear with over the years became new and fresh, tight, yet soft!
Merlin felt so new and alive! The tickles subsided. He rubbed his body, so happy with the way it felt. He maked-believed (maked-believed?) that he was in a river, rubbing himself like when he washed himself. Everywhere was so soft! Soft as Mommy Vivvy's body?
Mommy Vivvy? Merlin thought.
Merlin rubbed all of his little body, almost sexually aroused by his own self! But when Merlin rubbed his crotch, he let out a scream! The scream, soft, high-toned, and a little slobbery, might have startled him, had he not been more startled by the fact that --
"I no have a boy's pee-pee anymore!" Merlin said. And now, his cute, girly, babyish voice did surprise him!
Vivian pulled the old, stinky robe off of Merlin. Merlin saw that he only stood up to about mid-thigh on Vivian now!
Vivian quickly folded up Merlin's smelly robe and tossed it onto -- a big, comfy couch??? Merlin realized that this was no longer a forest. It was a room, as big as a royal sleeping chamber in a castle, but completely alien to anything Old British eyes might be accustomed to.
The colors were all so soft and pretty! They were pink, and purple, with a little bit of green and blue and yellow. There were things that looked like soft beds. But they had bars up the sides. There were strange obects that looked all fuzzy and furry -- like aminals! -- in a big box. And there were lots of other things that confused Merlin's little eyes!
"Where... where we are, Mommy Vivvy?" Merlin asked, still a little confused as to why he -- or she? -- would call Vivian Mommy.
Vivian said, "Well, while you were busy changing into your new adult baby girl self, Merly, I was doing some time-travel research. I found the early 21st century to be quite a wonderful time for baby fashions. And since I want my new adult baby girl to have nothing but the very funniest, very very most babyish time of any girl in the world, I decided to make her private castle a 21st century baby castle!"
Merly said, "Baby castle? Tenny furs senchy? What Mommy's talking about?"
Vivian lifted up her naked little girl. Merly was still as old as Merlin had been. But her body had been rejuvenated and sex-reassigned. She still had the adult mind that Merlin had -- although it would be dazed and mostly babyish for some time.
And even after it had recovered from its magnificent transformation, it would never express itself in that old, grouchy, way that Merlin had been wont to use. Instead, it would always be cheerful, dainty, and girly.
Merlin would also have his old adult desires, Vivian thought. And, Vivian reflected, the way Merly looks right now... I might even be happy to help satisfy those desires. Vivian was even beginning to feel a few desires of her own. Merly better be ready to satisfy!
Merly, on the other hand, felt suddenly at ease when she was in her new Mommy's arms. How strong Mommy Vivvy felt! How light as a lovey-dove's feather Merly felt in Vivvy's graceful arms. Merly felt like Vivvy could protect Merly against just about anything she wanted to.
Merly thought, I be a good girl for my Mommy. So that way, she will always want to protect me from bad things. Like boogeymans.
Then Vivvy held Merly close to her firm, round, warm breasts. It made Merly feel so comfy that she could just fall right to sleep! But then it made Merly feel hungry, like she could eat right out of her Mommy's boobies!
But then, when Merly's stomach stirred with hunger, it stirred something else in Merly's body. She felt like her little girl pee-pee was going to make a wetsies all over the place!
"Mommy Vivvy!" She cried, "I'm gonna wetsie!"
Vivvy giggled and rubbed her baby's head, which was now covered in soft, curly ringlets. She jogged her new adult baby girl over to what people in the 21st century would call a "changing table" (although it couldn't really change into anything). But she should have known the jogging would only aggravate little Merly's bladder.
Merly said, "Oh, no, Mommy!" And she let out a flow of warm potty all over herself and her Mommy!
Vivvy laughed and laughed! She sat Merly's wet bottom down on the changing table. Vivvy looked at herself and laughed even more. Her dress was all wet! But, thankfully, the floor didn't get a watering.
Vivvy took off her dress. Now both of us girls are naked, Vivian thought. The thought turned her on. She felt a flush of warmth through her body as she looked at the soft, new, feminine body of her old and revered teacher. Suddenly she realized she may actually have been sexually attracted to Merlin all this time. But now felt like the most wonderful time to realize it!
Merly was still crying. But her Mommy Vivvy walked up to her and slowly cradled her little head in her soft, firm hands. Just the loving touch made Merly feel calm and quiet. But Merly felt her heart beat quicker and quicker as Mommy Vivvy lowered her face to Merly's.
Mommy Vivvy said, in a low, trembling voice, "Don't worry, Baby. Don't cry. Things are going to be okay. Because your Mommy's here. And she loves you."
Mommy Vivvy pressed her full, warm lips against Merly's tiny, innocent mouth. The two girls kissed for a moment. Then Mommy stood back and smiled.
Merly said, "Mommy really love me?"
Mommy said, "Mommy loves you a big, big lot."
Merly felt a bit of the old Merlin inside her, glowing with happiness! Merly felt Vivvy's big hand against her tiny, flat chest. Merly let Mommy push her back, so she was laying down flat against the changing table, with her legs dangling off the table from the knees down.
Merly was feeling so warm and good. Her now cooling potty on the table, running up to the small of her back, only made her feel even more aroused. Suddenly she felt her Mommy licking her on her girl's pee-pee. And then she felt a whole new kind of wetness. Oh, life was fabulous for Merly now!
*****
Once Mommy Vivvy got done kissing Merly's pee-pee, she taught Merly how to do the same thing to Mommy. And so Mommy had lots of wet fun, too!
Then Mommy and Baby took their very first bubble bath together. After that, Mommy put Merly into her very first diaper as an adult baby girl!
Merly was confused by the diaper. It had such a strange, new feeling to it. Mommy tried to explain to Merly that the diaper was a paper, disposable diaper, a new convenience of the 20th century, carried forward into the 21st century.
But Merly's adult mind was still clouded over with her new transformation, and she could only say, "Posable? Tenny fur senchy?"
But, really, Merly didn't care about all that posable stuff. The diaper was so comfy. It was like wearing a warm, fluffy blanket all around her tiny bottom and her brand-new girl's pee-pee! She felt so secure when her mommy "taped" her into the diaper.
Merly was even happier when she got dressed up into what her Mommy called a "onesie" -- a soft, cuddly, pink outfit that covered all her body snugly except for her hands and her head. And on the bottoms of her feet, there was a weird, white material that felt neat, too!
"That's called plastic," Mommy said. The footings for these outfits are made of plastic.
"Magic!" Merly said.
Mommy grinned and cooed, "Well, by the 21st century, magic and science weren't really too far apart."
Mommy then sat Merly into one of the beds with the bars that went up its sides. The bars and the smallness of the bed made Merly feel so secure and safe! Merly didn't have to think about anything! She could just sleep and relax and think about how much she loved her Mommy!
But then Mommy put a furry animal that looked like a baby bear into the bed with her! Merly was scared for a moment. But then Mommy told her it was just a dolly. But it felt so real. Even more than real. It felt magical!
Merly fell in love with her new bear-dolly friend, which her Mommy called a "teddy bear." What's a Teddy? Merly wondered. But she didn't care. She snuggled up happily with her diaper, her pink onesie, and her bear-dolly friend, and fell right to sleep!
Vivian lovingly watched her new adult baby. She turned the intercom on that was next to the baby's crib. She put an earphone in her left ear.
"That way," Vivian said to the little adult baby girl, "If you have any troubles, I'll hear you right away. But I'll be back in just one second. So don't you worry."
You see, Vivian hadn't forgotten her sexy friend Queen Guenivere, who needed to be rescued from burning at the stake. And she also hadn't forgotten her sexy friend Sir Pelleas, with whom she still hadn't made love.
"So, little baby," Mommy told the sleeping Merly, "Mommy needs to go off to work! But she'll be back."
To be continued...
