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BRUN AND FIORA'S HOUSE - EVENING
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Brunilda sits down on the bed, sighing softly. It has been quite the long day, helping things as she goes to help suddenly-a-lot-smaller girlfriend of hers. Not tiring, just... a lot of small adjustments to routine on the fly. She takes off her shirt and manages to summon a small smile. At least nothing worse happened, and Fiora is still Fiora in all ways that matter.
Fiora struggles to climb up, the bed not even that high, yet still high enough that at her size it's now an effort to get up. She's let Brun help her through a lot today, but her pride in keeping herself in shape has made her insist on doing a few things for herself, in part just to prove she can still manage things. "Ugh. Pain in my... mrph. Well... I made it through the day at least." She crests to the top of the bed, then wanders over flops down against Brun's side.
Brunilda leans back, gently flopping down on the bed as she holds her hand upon Fiora's back: "Yeah... it was so... weird, I guess. So many things just don't work the same for you now."
Fiora leans back into Brun's hand. "Yeah, more annoying than anything else. This kind of stuff can be an occupational hazard, but it's still a bit stressful..." She leans her head backwards to look at Brun, a bit more awkward without the long neck. "Thankfully I had you with me."
Brunilda smiles, shifting enough to her side in order to touch her trunk upon Fiora's cheek: "Well, that one you can be sure of. Can't make me vanish that easily."
Fiora grins, "Good. If something like this was enough to scare you off, I'd have to rethink my whole judge of character."
Brunilda chuckles softly. "I think we both know that appearances don't mean jack-and-or-shit."
Fiora snorts, "Yeah, no kidding. Still, you know, you live your whole life with one appearance, it does make it kinda weird to not recognize yourself in the mirror... hell, I'm not tall enough to even LOOK in our mirror anymore."
Brunilda giggles, lifting Fiora with her trunk: "Admittedly, this is an opportunity I won't have again, so I'm taking it!" She lies back on the bed, setting Fiora down onto her belly with a smile: "Sorry. Couldn't resist."
Fiora crosses her arms as Brun lifts her up and sets her down, faking indignance. "Hmph. Well, I guess I can deal with it. Unsure I've got much choice anyways." She sticks her tongue out at Brun as she sits on top of her.
Brunilda giggles again, blushing: "Sorry. Won't do it again."
Fiora shrugs, managing a short laugh. "Uh huh, sure. And I'm sure Gareth is done laughing over this whole thing too. But I don't mind either of you having your fun."
Brunilda gives a soft sigh: "I don't want to laugh at your expense... not much, anyway. I'm just happy that you're still you, you know?"
Fiora nods, "Heh. I'm just teasing too. I mean, this is... stressful, getting used to a new body and a whole new perspective, but it's not all bad."
Brunilda smiles: "You have always been one to bounce back pretty easily. Even if you're currently also slightly bouncing my belly."
Fiora pats Brun's belly with a grin, "I've never been one to let any kind of hit keep me down, be it a physical blow, or magical whatever-the-heck this is."
Brunilda giggles, for that feels so weird. "Hehe. We'll yet find out what happened... but maybe not tonight."
Fiora nods, "One night like this won't kill me."
Brunilda lifts a blanket on top of her and Fiora, looking at the possum with a smile: "Well, I sure would hope so."
Fiora looks up at the blanket coming down over them. "Though... this will be a bit weird. Guess I'm gonna have to get real cozy, huh?"
Brunilda smirks: "Well, you don't HAVE to..."
Fiora giggles, her higher pitched voice making the laugh very strange. "I didn't real mean that as optional on my part."
Brunilda smiles softly: "Well, there's certainly a lot of me for you to lean on, if nothing else."
Fiora climbs up Brun's belly towards her boobs, "Could just tuck myself in there and nuzzle up under your chin."
Brunilda giggles as Fiora moves on her: "Tickles! Also, feel free to. Not like I'd give this opportunity to just anyone~."
Fiora crawls up further, just letting her tail drag across Brun's belly before she curls up atop her chest. "Ugh... feels so weird and exhausting today... but you're so warm. It's nice."
Brunilda drapes the blanket the rest of the way, covering Fiora's body (and her own boobs). "It has been one heck of a day... I'm sure we can find some clues tomorrow."
Fiora hums an affirmative. "Sounds like a plan... I'm glad you're with me in this, Brun... love you lots."
Brunilda mm's: "Love you too, Fiora."