A new breed and a new family get attention

Using a little more magic you levitate both Beatrice and Nadia up the stairs, taking them to one of the recovery rooms. As you lay them on the soft beds Beatrice's big, soft brown eyes slowly open. "Where am I?" she asks, sounding a little hoarse. That's probably a result of the screaming and shouting when their escape plan failed.

The noise rouses Nadia and she tries to sit up, obviously suffers some wooziness, and flops back onto the bed. She shakes her head and then looks at you with her amber eyes, definitely a less common color for red furred girls like her.

You are only part way into the explanation of 'Who, where, why, etc.' that you've given so many times when you find an audience gathering. Some of the most curious catgirls spend a lot of time chatting and reading right near the recovery rooms so they can know the instant any new girls arrive. When they notice they get excited and the news ripples through the mansion along the fastest gossip grapevine in the kingdom.

You no longer bother warning Doe - she usually knows within a minute that there are catgirls for her to greet. On cue, she arrives, smiling with that lovely, warm and welcoming smile. Yvonne's daughter Celia is latched onto Doe's breast, feeding without a care in the world as Doe takes over from you. In the background you see Bethany, still a little shy and leaning around the corner with some other catgirls. When you give her a smile it breaks the ice and she tiptoes into the room, giving you a quick hug and then slipping an arm around Doe's midsection. Before heading back downstairs you let Doe know there are more catgirls to come and she beams. By now she's already taken Nadia's hand and encouraged her to take a first few tentative steps on her weakened legs.

Back downstairs...

You head back to levitate the next two catgirls, the 'sisters', but as you approach the entrance to the lab your keen ears catch the sound of Sandra's voice. "Mmmm, you've got to watch out, you don't want your sister catching up, do you?" For some reason you pause and listen. Sure, Sandra is always a little odd around you, but it's been a long time since you listened in on how she acts when you're not around. With these instincts perhaps you were meant to be a follower of Bast all along.

You hear Lady Emira next. "You cannot simply wish another kitten into her belly. In any case, her younger sister may well throw in the towel if her elder has such a lead."

"To play the devil's advocate," says Patrick, "maybe the younger sister would want kittens even more if her older sister is so far ahead."

Sandra laughs and says, "You hear that Reyonne? Boy, I bet you'd want a huge family if your new sister had way more kids than you. Yeah, you love her, but you're also the kind of girl who always has to win. Naughty girls like you who want lots of babies just need a rich husband who can give you all the gold and seed you need for more kittens, right?" Once again there's that gust of magical energy. You only just feel it.

Sandra speaks again, "Come on now Tanya, you're a tall girl. You've got plenty of room in that tummy of yours. Why stop at twins? It's obvious you had two single babies in a row. As a catgirl that has to feel a bit underwhelming. We were built to carry two or three at a time! How about it? Just split those babies and get yourself some cute twins. Or twins and triplets? Yeah, you want quintuplets, that's what I carried and I'm way shorter than you. I bet carrying five kittens will feel nice and comfortable for you."

Yet again there's a gust of that magical energy. It... yes, you meant to look into that. But you never got around to it. You keep forgetting. With a sudden spike of worry you go over to a side table and quickly write yourself a note using an old cypher you were taught. 'The gust of magical energy - I have felt it many times, can't remember details, last two times noticed near lab when Sandra was talking. Investigate alone tonight!' Then you slip the paper into a pocket you often use.

When you enter the lab itself Lady Emira and Patrick are both sitting on the couch, lazily waiting for your return. Sandra, on the other hand, is standing next to Tanya's somewhat conscious body and is gently rubbing the tall catgirl's belly. Tanya's fur does make some fantastic and alluring patterns when Sandra rubs it. Tanya's tail is flicking back and forth and she's letting out happy purrs without a care in the world as your baby obsessed wife pets her.

"I thought of a name for them," Lady Emira says when she sees you. "What do you think of 'Radiant' catgirls? I imagine that if these girls were silhouetted by the sun the blonde tips of their fur would create an effect much like a glow or halo around their body. It would apply not only to catgirls with blonde tipped brown fur, but perhaps also to any catgirls with blonde tipped fur, should more colorations appear. For personality I thought loving and kind would be a good match."

"Yeah, I like it," says Sandra. "Heyyy, John, any chance of giving Tanya here a bigger batch of babes? And I was thinking Reyonne would look even more like Tanya's sister if she got a little bump in the bust department. Those A cups of hers aren't going to feed enough little ones. We don't want her too jealous of Tanya's big B cups, do we?"

"Good grief. I think you're getting worse, not better. No to the babies, but sure, Reyonne will indeed look even more closely related if she shares the same bust. Not that sisters can't be completely different in that area."

"That is most certainly true," says Lady Emira. "My elder sister, Flora, is in possession of a rather unwieldy bosom, far larger than my own. She is rather short for a northerner, however. I stand a good five inches taller than her."

"So she's still about as tall as an average woman from around here," says Patrick. "Hey, one of your new wives is named Flora too. Is that going to be a problem?"

"No," Lady Emira laughs. "I am not likely to confuse them. One has black hair, the other fine blonde fur. The presence or lack of a tail might also be a distinguishing factor." You, Sandra and Patrick all have to laugh at that. She adds, "Also, that name is more common in the north, so it will not be unusual."

You approach Reyonne and expand her chest a little, giving her those large B cups Sandra was after. Just for fun you also make the former nun's chest a little more sensitive.

As you're about to levitate them Sandra snuggles up next to you and says, "Actually, there is something I think Tanya deserves. She's carried two human babies. If she were a catgirl her whole life those litters would have been smaller and easier on her. Maybe you could thin down her waist a little? Give her slightly more rounded hips?"

You sigh. But you can't resist Sandra when she bats her eyes like that. "Alright, sure. I think you're developing a thing for making narrow waisted pregnant girls."

"If I am, you started it with Alice."

Once more you extend your tendrils of magic into Tanya's body. A little tweak here, some strengthened muscles there, and you take in her tummy just a bit. With a little more prodding you give her some slightly rounder hips and a slightly larger but even tighter bum. There are definitely some men out there who will walk into a tree when this sexy mother walks by. You even adjust her pelvis ever so slightly to cause her to sway those hips automatically when she walks, even without heels.

For consistency you reach over and touch Reyonne, giving her the same pelvic adjustment and also firming her bottom up to match her older sister's fantastic ass.

You're just withdrawing from Tanya when you decide to double check those eggs. The changes to her belly shouldn't have shaken them free, but you might as well check. You nearly drop out of your spell when you get a view inside her womb. You left her with two eggs that were fertilized by Reyonne. There are now five eggs packed into her belly. Yes, one of the eggs divided into twins, the other divided into triplets.

When you release the spell you say, "Well, my redheaded troublemaker, looks like mother nature decided to grant your wish. I didn't do anything and when I left Tanya here had two babies. Now she's got triplets over twins, just like you carried, though in this case they're all girls."

"Hah!" says Sandra, jumping into your arms. "That's amazing! That's wonderful!" She rubs her cheek against yours and shudders with happiness.

You describe how you also firmed up their bottoms and encouraged them to walk with a sensual sway to their hips. Patrick says, "Damn, I like the sound of that. Can I reserve a copy of that trick for my naughty barmaids?"

"Yes, that does sound rather appealing," says Lady Emira. "I wish I had known such a thing was possible for my own wives. I need a wide variety of means to keep Sir Galren's interest."

"Sir Galren isn't going to run for the hills," says Patrick. "Not when he's got a lovely noblewoman who's encouraging him to share his wedding bed with six different catgirls."

"I can always worry. I want nothing to spoil this marriage of mine. Once, I would have shuddered at the thought of sleeping with another woman. Not because the church claimed it to be wrong, but because almost every attractive woman I met was a horrific person. Catgirls do not have the same malice and viciousness I have come to expect of my sex."

"Maybe they could develop that hip sway slowly," muses Patrick. "You know, as they start to feel a lump in their belly getting bigger and bigger their hips shift and all of a sudden they're walking like a barmaid who wants the biggest tip of the night."

Lady Emira taps her chin, something she does sometimes when she's deep in thought. "Can it can be done? Would you be willing?" she asks you.

"Certainly. It's not much work and it will make you even happier. Just pick a few of your future wives and I can take care of it. Consider it another wedding present."

Lady Emira smiles. "Thank you. Let me see... Laura, of course, deserves this change. But she will need to develop larger hips during her pregnancy as well. A fitting benefit for carrying one of Sir Galren's first children. Hmmm, who else? Mercy is a little shy when it comes to sex, I think a signal to remind my husband to seek her out is quite important."

Then she pauses and asks a question you weren't expecting. "Would this work on a human woman as well?"

"Yes."

"Good. I feel that it is my duty to represent my new family, to... provide a fine view for any of my partners should they walk behind me. I should also enjoy retaining my height as I age, I am quite proud of it and I wish to remain taller than my own husband. If at all possible I would also wish my daughters to grow as tall as I."

"If you like. It will make it quite difficult for you to walk without swinging your hips. You'll have to concentrate to maintain a more 'appropriate' walk. As for your children, that kind of thing can be encouraged, but it's not precise. I can only adjust the range. You could still end up with short children but they would have been shorter still without the change. If you produce a tall child they will be even taller."

"That suits me just fine. Oh, can I gain the 'come hither' hip sway and a far firmer bottom immediately and develop the more substantial curve during my pregnancy?"

"If you like. I can take care of all that right now as well as prevent you from getting shorter as you age and encourage your body to more readily pass on your height."

"Marvelous!" she says, and takes your hand. Within a minute or so you've accomplished it all. She gets up and walks around the room. "Yes, glorious. I have always been too... strict with my movements. It was something which most likely cost me a few suitors. No more. If I am to be the northern wing of this feline conspiracy then I shall endeavor to represent the nature of our catgirls."

Before Sandra can think of anything else she wants you to do to the new 'sisters' you levitate them and the two children and start up the stairs.

Back upstairs...

Both Beatrice and Nadia are just finishing some snacks when you get upstairs. A good sized crowd has formed and both Kyelle and Yvonne are there, ready to tell the new girls about their exercise club. You can see Lessia too, further back, probably waiting to tell them about the classes she and some of the earliest catgirls has begun to offer about decorum and manners.

When you bring four fresh catfolk, two of them children, into another room everything changes. Doe takes both Beatrice and Nadia by the hand and drags them over to the new room. It's quite cramped, but the two adult catgirls blink open their eyes to see a whole room of welcoming faces. Tanya is the first to speak, even before she clears the dust from her vertically slit blue eyes. It's the usual question, "Where am I?"

Six arrivals in one day is a lot and you're sure there would be a lot of interest regardless. But no catgirl has ever seen an eight year old catboy or a six year old catgirl. After Doe repeats the same information she just gave to Beatrice and Nadia the crowd is every bit as thick. Lessia is the one who realizes the problem and solves it. She whispers to Yvonne and the big catgirl calls out loudly. "Okay! We all want to meet the newcomers. But we can't do it all at once. Everyone back off to the main hall, the gardens, the solarium..." she names off several other rooms. All the while Lessia keeps whispering more to her and Yvonne passes it on to the crowd. "They may not meet everyone today but they will have a chance to meet you all. They're probably tired, especially the little ones. Just be patient."

When the crowds clear Reyonne and Nadia both quickly thank Yvonne. You explain a few extra details about the new arrivals. They all came in together, the children are both Tanya's and she and Reyonne are sisters. After some food and drink all six decide they're ready to go and explore. Little Xallenne is incredibly bright and cheerful, eager to talk with every catgirl who comes to see them. It's an infectious happiness.

As you come out of the room there's a creak. Descending on a rope from the second story is Laila. You can hear the "Eeep!" of whichever catgirl was watching her, who probably only turned her back for a second. Laila is a born tomboy and troublemaker, that much has become clear over the month and a half she's been here. She hops off the rope and studies the two new children. Then she gives them each a big hug and in a stage whisper says, "I know all the best hiding spots and fun stuff around here."

Misha giggles, Xallenne look up at Laila in awe. You, Doe, Sandra, Yvonne, and Lessia all share a look. The biggest concern is over - these kids are going to get along just fine, but Bast help Tanya and whoever else is trying to look after them.